After the little rose he raised ran away, Mr. Lu went crazy

Lu Ting clearly saw Wen Li'er's almond-shaped eyes filled with joy and hope after hearing the word "relatives".

Like gorgeous fireworks, after exploding with dazzling brilliance in the sky, it gradually falls and dissipates.

He should have continued to speak so as to stop the little girl from having such inappropriate thoughts.

But when all the words came to his lips, they became euphemistic and reluctant as he raised his hand: "Er Er, like before, isn't it good?"

But this time, before Lu Ting touched Wen Li'er's head, she avoided him.

It is true that she was sad and upset, but Wen Li'er still wanted to make one last attempt.

She suddenly moved closer, and as she closed the distance between them, she held Lu Ting's face with both hands.

Their eyes met, their breaths drew closer, and the ambiguous atmosphere gradually grew.

"I do not believe."

"I don't believe you don't like me."

"I don't believe you only treat me as a relative."

As she spoke, Wen Li'er's hand slowly moved to his heart.

She almost interrogated him, "If you really have no feelings for me, then why is your heart beating so fast?"

"Lu Ting, I'm asking you one last time."

"You really don't like me?"

Her eyes were bright and fiery, and his eyes were filled with only her.

Wen Li'er had thought very clearly when she made such a bold move.

If he really had no romantic feelings for her, he would have pushed her away and scolded her the moment she questioned him.

But he didn't. What answered her was a long breath with the familiar scent of cedar.

At this moment, Wen Li'er caught with rare keenness that he was hesitating.

No matter what the reason for his hesitation, could she understand that he had her in his heart but was still struggling with this relationship?

The arrow is on the string, so Wen Li'er might as well go for it.

Before Lu Ting could respond, she raised her head slightly and gave him a kiss.

It was more like a random bite than a kiss.

Lu Ting's first reaction was that it was exactly the same as the day they went camping, with no improvement at all.

Grabbing Wen Li'er's shoulders with his backhand, Lu Ting held his breath, not even daring to look at her any longer, and pushed her away with restraint and patience.

But just as he pushed her away, a tear slid down the corner of the little girl's red eye and fell on the back of his hand.

It was scorching hot and burning, as if it could penetrate the heart.

Especially when he met the little girl's beautiful eyes that were misty, stubborn yet full of despair.

Just like today, with this push, he completely pushed away everything between them.

This also made Lu Ting dizzy for a moment. He only pushed halfway and stopped. When he lowered his head, his thin lips fell on the corner of her eye.

It was a forbearing, restrained kiss that wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes, just like a kiss to her heart.

Wen Li'er, who had already fallen into despair and even wanted to give up completely, was like a traveler about to die of thirst in the desert because of this kiss.

Even if you get just one drop of nectar, you can be reborn in an instant.

Her beautiful eyes brightened again, and she looked at the person in front of her with sparkling eyes.

Such bright eyes made it almost impossible for Lu Ting to look into them. Even if he stared at them for one more second, he would lose his rationality.

At this moment, the cell phone suddenly rang.

In the ambiguous and stagnant bedroom, it seemed particularly abrupt, and gave Lu Ting, whose brain was almost losing its mind, a moment to come back to its senses.

Lu Ting let go and answered the phone.

It was Mr. Lu who called.

"grandfather."

The dignified but old voice of Mr. Lu came from the other end of the phone: "Come to the old house tomorrow."

And in the gap between words, Wen Li'er, who had regained her confidence, became restless.

He plucked up his courage again and sat directly across Lu Ting's legs.

She heard Mr. Lu's voice, so she had other thoughts.

Lu Ting is a really annoying and hypocritical person. He clearly has feelings for her, but he always says such heartless things like they are family.

He can give his feelings to others, so why can't he give it to her?

Wen Li'er had evil thoughts in mind, so she opened her mouth and bit the corner of his lips.

"I know..."

Lu Ting held Wen Li'er's slender waist with one hand, intending to use his eyes to warn her not to mess around again, but he didn't expect that she would bite him, and bite him at the same place. He couldn't help but hissed softly.

Mr. Lu on the other end of the phone heard something strange: "What's wrong?"

The first bite the person on her body gave was a real bite, but then she changed the bite to a light nibble.

It is thin and continuous, yet dense, and can arouse unnecessary electric currents and tremors.

In fact, Wen Li'er's biting was completely random, but her immaturity gave her behavior a deeper flavor.

Lu Ting was keenly aware of the different reactions in his body. He knew that if he continued like this, something bad might happen, so he ended the conversation hastily.

"I'll be there, Grandpa. I have something important to take care of. I'll hang up now."

After hurriedly hanging up the phone, the feeling of being bitten on his lips disappeared instantly, but immediately afterwards, Lu Ting's throat tightened and a light moan escaped from the tip of his teeth.

It was because Wen Li'er bit his Adam's apple.

For a man, this is the most untouchable part.

Unfortunately, the little girl who did this didn't know what it meant.

After taking a bite, Wen Li'er saw a clear tooth mark left on Lu Ting's Adam's apple.

Lu Ting's skin was rather cold and white, so this sip left an ambiguous red tint. As Lu Ting swallowed, his Adam's apple, with a blush on it, rolled up and down.

Wen Li'er curiously stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the fruits of her battle, but before she could touch them, Lu Ting grabbed her hand.

"enough."

When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse as if he had restrained himself.

"Enough what? But uncle, your expression tells me that you don't think it's enough."

Lu Ting's scalp went numb and his breathing tightened. The waist held in his palm was not even as big as a fist, while the jade hand held in the other hand gently circled around his palm with his little finger, like a kitten scratching its claws.

Having lived for twenty-eight years, Lu Ting had never thought that one day he would be unable to cope with such a thing, and even suddenly let go of his hand as if he was running away.

However, Wen Li'er didn't realize how ambiguous her actions were. She opened her beautiful misty eyes innocently and blinked.

"It's time for you to rest."

Lu Ting closed his eyes in restraint, and it took him a long time to regain his normal voice.

Wen Lier tilted her head slightly, "But you don't look well, and you haven't answered my question yet..."

"Tomorrow, come back to the old house with me."

Lu Ting interrupted her and paused when he reached the door. After saying this, he left in a hurry and panic.

Wen Li'er was confused for a moment.

Did she learn it wrong?

However, when she was in the crew before, there was a scene in which the female lead flirted with the male lead, and that was how it was played in the play, and they successfully broke through the last layer of window paper, and the feelings came naturally.

But why did Lu Ting run away?