Wang Junkai in whose landscape are you in?

Chapter 227#凯我#〖Love Daren (23)〗

#恋爱达人（23）#
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Cleaning up is of course impossible.

When he went to the front desk to extend the time, the fat aunt, who was not in the mood, finally became a little interested, and waited for him to ask for porridge and medicine. Wang Junkai felt that the meaningful expression on the aunt's face might never be forgotten in his life.

Has the current fat aunt already paid attention to this?
He was lost in thought.

But as soon as he returned to the hotel room, Wang Junkai's heart sank again.

As Lin Wanxia said, he really fell into self-condemnation.

If he had arranged everything a long time ago, he would not be able to escape the heavy rain, and Lin Wanxia would not have a fever. Now they are trapped in the hotel by the rain and cannot leave, so they have to call Xia Xia's family to talk about it, but According to Xia Xia's personality, she definitely can't tell them that she got sick from the rain, and she has to think of a decent excuse to fool her first...

Wang Junkai rubbed his brows, how could it turn out to be like this after a good date.

He carefully carried the porridge, hung the emergency cold medicine from the front desk on his little finger, walked to the bedside to see Lin Wanxia, ​​the girl seemed to be asleep, her eyes were gently closed, her black hair was scattered on the white sheet The quilt was pulled up to the waist and abdomen, and at this moment the chest rose and fell due to breathing.

Wang Junkai couldn't help coughing lightly.

He put the things in his hand on the small table beside the bed, then gently pushed Lin Wanxia's hand on his waist, and whispered: "Xia Xia? Get up and have some porridge."

Lin Wanxia was just tired and closed her eyes for a nap, then opened them soon, "...so fast? Did you ask the front desk for it?"

Her voice was weak and feeble, which made Wang Junkai even more uncomfortable.

"Well," he answered vaguely, helped the girl up, and found a pillow to lean against the head of the bed for Lin Wanxia to lean on. "There is a small restaurant on the second floor of the hotel, and there are quite a lot of things. It's a pity that you If you are sick, you can only drink porridge."

"It's okay, just wait for a while." Lin Wanxia is quite experienced in getting sick. Like the current situation with only some migraines, it can be cured after a night of sleep, but it will be more troublesome if you start to cough and have a sore throat. "Room Is it booked until noon tomorrow?"

Wang Junkai picked up the porridge and blew it lightly, "Yes, I also called Uncle Lin and said that I went back to school temporarily and stayed at the school when it rained heavily."

Lin Wanxia chuckled, "You're quite clever."

"That's it," Wang Junkai pulled the corner of his mouth, "I'm smart, you just know now?"

Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, he looked at Lin Wanxia's listless but sincere smile, and originally wanted to take Xiaxia to the playground to play high-altitude sports to "feel the fragrance and cherish the jade", but he didn't expect that now he really "feel the fragrance and cherish the jade" up.

The rain outside the window seemed to be a little less, but it was still falling continuously. He just glanced at the weather news, and it seemed that the super-strong precipitation brought by the cold air flow from the north would keep falling until the early morning.

Wang Junkai took a spoonful of porridge and fed it to Lin Wanxia's mouth.

Lin Wanxia was about to reach out to catch the bowl by herself, but Wang Junkai's action made her stunned for a moment.

Even with that, the air stagnated for a few seconds.

She blushed slowly.

After all, she is almost 20 years old, and Lin Wanxia feels a little ashamed to be fed, and she only has a slight migraine, the kind of lightness on the level of consciousness, so that she can't even hold the bowl...Wang Junkai's doing this made her feel a little bit embarrassed. Embarrassed, Lin Wanxia turned her head away, and couldn't help but have a little haste in her tone:

"I'll just do it myself, don't feed me, it feels so weird."

"What's so strange?"

Wang Junkai's face was sullen—he was still immersed in self-blame and didn't come out.

Lin Wanxia blinked a few times.

From his expression, we can also guess some of Wang Junkai's inner activities at the moment, but no matter what——

"The child has just been fed, and I can move both hands, so I can do it myself..."

"No."

The boy probably couldn't get to the point where Lin Wanxia rejected him. At this moment, the stubbornness came out of nowhere, and he kept holding the spoon in his hand and insisting that Lin Wanxia eat the porridge.

Lin Wanxia saw that she couldn't avoid Wang Junkai's hand that followed him like a shadow no matter how she hid, she had no choice but to open her mouth to swallow the porridge fed by the boy, her eyes were filled with lovelessness.

... It's really hard for a man to be persistent.

She swallowed the rice and hurriedly said, "I'll do the rest myself!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Junkai shook his head firmly, and fed another spoonful of porridge to Lin Wanxia's mouth.

Lin Wanxia: "..."

So the two started a long "feeding play" amidst the pattering rain.

Lin Wanxia really couldn't figure out why Wang Junkai didn't change his face when he did such a shameful act. Maybe it was the experience he gained from feeding Xiaorui at home before. Wang Junkai's posture of scooping porridge spoon by spoon is really proficient.

While chewing the porridge in her mouth, she secretly looked at the expression on Wang Junkai's face.

The porridge is really not delicious. To put it bluntly, it is white porridge with no taste at all. Fortunately, the heat is properly controlled, the thickness is suitable, and the taste of rice soup is very good. The lights in the hotel room are not bright enough, maybe it is such a decoration style. , under the dim light, the side face of the boy with his eyes down looks like a classic scene in an old movie. What is projected on the cheekbones is the shadow of Wang Junkai's extremely long eyelashes, flickering, like time can't bear to be disturbed .

She suddenly felt something pop out of her heart.

It is said that a person who is focused is the most attractive, not to mention that the person in front of him is already very good-looking.

Usually with a gentle smile, she always gives people a sense of certainty, but Lin Wanxia only loves Wang Junkai's silly smile like a barbecued pork bun. Compared with her boyfriend who has great powers, she previously regarded Wang Junkai as...a bit naive Willful pets?
After all, compared to the former's ease, the latter's occasional cautiousness and purity made Lin Wanxia feel a little bit, that is, a little bit, that Wang Junkai really liked her.

The more powerful Wang Junkai is, the more she can't understand why such a character likes her.

Regardless of appearance, talent, or even the illusory "inner beauty", Lin Wanxia couldn't find something that could make Wang Junkai more attractive to her. Could it be that "like" really doesn't need a reason?If you can't list the advantages of the other party one, two, three, can you really feel free to like it?
The opposite is also true, Wang Junkai is good everywhere, so everyone, including her, should also like him?

Lin Wanxia's inability to figure out this kind of philosophical problem may be like the audience's inability to understand that the heroine in film and television works will never choose an excellent and infatuated male lead. Joy".

Everyone has a personal preference, just like she likes summer more than winter, and streams more than lakes, if you ask Lin Wanxia to explain the reason, she will definitely not be able to say a word; Lin Wanxia thinks that she will not like Wang Junkai based on her intuition , if he hadn't taken the initiative to provoke them, the relationship between the two of them would have been as dull as before, and there would never be any special intersection.

Of course she knows that Wang Junkai is very good, and "white chopping chicken" is just a funny gossip. After seeing Wang Junkai's skills, this evaluation is quite biased; but a very good person also likes herself, so she has to respond what?

To be honest, until this moment, Lin Wanxia felt that Wang Junkai was "average charm", and she also knew that maybe she was really like Xiao Liu and the others said that she had a heart of stone, and no matter how much others praised things that she didn't like when she was young, she would never catch her eyes. She rarely likes new things, and has little enthusiasm for life.

But this moment.

Unusual moment.

The sound of the rain outside the window is like drums from the sky, mixed with the faint moisture, and the green leaves on the belt all the way, rushing towards this direction together.

Because of stuffiness, the air conditioner in the room was turned off. At this moment, Lin Wanxialu's skin in the air could still feel the winter chill that seemed to be cautious, and the unique coldness of Qiucheng covered the skin texture.

The ventilation device in the bathroom was open, the door was not closed tightly, and there was a subtle sound of operation hanging in the airflow, like electromagnetic waves slowly penetrating into her eardrums.

Lin Wanxia recalled the kiss on her forehead when Wang Junkai left the room just now, she didn't feel anything at first, but at this moment, that part seemed to be scalded, reminding her of what happened just now, this small area of ​​sudden high temperature may have touched something in her body. This switch made Lin Wanxia feel that the Wang Junkai in front of him suddenly changed.

There is no dry wet hair, slender fingers for scooping porridge, frowning because of self-blame, eyes with a slightly lowered gaze have a very beautiful shape, serious and quiet side face has a circle of drawn lines in the halo, she Only then did he realize that the corners of his mouth were naturally downward when he wasn't smiling, and he looked a bit gloomy and cold that he couldn't normally see.

When feeding the porridge to her mouth, Wang Junkai's eyes collided with hers, so the cold and hard lines suddenly softened. He fixedly looked at her, his pupils were dark, which made people think of missing There is a deep pool at the bottom, but the ripples of the water in the deep pool are soft, with extremely gentle ripples, and then disappear in the blink of an eye——Wang Junkai bowed his head and went to ladle the porridge.

Regular reciprocating movements, regular sound of rain, regular thumping heartbeat.

Lin Wanxia suddenly realized.

what is love?
Love is instant.

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[No.20 Phase II, to be continued]

【Author: Mr. Curly】

[From LOFTER, all authorized, infringement must be investigated. 】

　Sweet and greasy.

　　good afternoon.

　　
　
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