The Overnight Chosen Wife: Darling, Kiss Me Deeper

He did not understand why the hell Flynn would give her a lipstick. Did he seek her, bug her into agreeing to meet him up for dinner merely to give her such a little thing? Couldn't he have sent it to her house instead? 

The most important thing was that when Luna received it, she seemed overjoyed and even thanked him like he had just saved her life. It didn't make much sense.

The two of them talked for a little while more, but by this moment, he was sure that Luna was not being coerced into anything. He was still battling whether he should leave or continue staying just in case things took a dramatic turn when he felt a familiar gaze on him, and his eyes met Luna's. 

Her grey eyes seemed confused, looking at him questioningly as though wondering what he was doing at that place. 

He felt his blood run cold. Would she be mad at him for following her? He was dead! 

Just when he muttered 'dead' for the hundredth time, he saw Luna say something to Flynn then rush towards him and raise her hand. He closed his eyes for the incoming slap and prepared himself for an earful of scolding about how he was a jerk who did not respect other people's privacy. 

He couldn't say that she would be wrong to say that. He really was a jerk. It was her choice who she met up with. But simply because he was jealous about her meeting with another man, he had found reasons to follow her. 

He squeezed his eyes and wondered why the slap wasn't landing yet. Just as he wondered whether to peek, a soft sensation landed on his cheek. It was a kiss. He opened his eyes wide. It was a kiss… not a slap?

"What are you thinking about?" She laughed through her question. 

"You… aren't you mad at me?" He asked nervously. 

In response, she shook her head curiously. "Why would I be mad? Did you do something wrong?" 

He looked at her in shock, then understood the situation a second later. She must have misunderstood his appearance here as a coincidence. Since she did not know what he had been up to, he was not about to give himself a death sentence. He pulled her into his arms quietly, his heart racing. 

"What are you doing here? I missed you." She wrapped her arms around his neck. 

His body froze, not expecting that she would say such a thing to him. 

What was up with her being overly friendly lately? 

Could it be that he was so impatient to make her fall for him that he was starting to read too much into everything? Perhaps she just missed him like she would miss a friend. Right, what if that was what he was to her, a friend? 

"I have a feeling your imagination is running wild right now." She observed, from how dramatically his expression was changing. 

"Of course not." He denied. "Anyway, what are you doing here?" He contemplated before adding, "with him?"

"Flynn wanted to have a word with me." She responded with no intention to hide anything from him, but didn't explain anything else after that. She changed the topic instead. "I'm hungry. Let's go somewhere else and eat." 

"Uhm… okay…" He scratched his chin. Shouldn't she ask to order something to eat since they were already in a restaurant? Even so, he didn't ask any question and decided to go by what she wanted. "Where do you want to go?" 

"Your house." She said without thinking. 

"What?" A flush crept onto his neck. 

"Ahem… I just want you to cook for me. Is that alright? I simply want a meal… don't misunderstand it as something else." 

It would have been better if she had not explained it, but trying to make him understand that she wanted nothing more than to have a meal made his throat tighten. He coughed and nodded. "What do you want to eat? We can buy fresh groceries on our way there." 

"I don't know. I'll eat whatever you feel like cooking." She was too nervous to think at the moment. 

Jiang Xingyu led her out of the restaurant, completely ignoring Flynn who was still looking in Luna's direction. They entered his car one after another, and he started it. 

"I'll cook my specialty." The man announced, starting the car excitedly. 

"I'll be looking forward to having a taste of it." She grinned, then subconsciously stuck out her tongue to lick her lower lip. He cleared his throat and averted his gaze from her. Was she trying to lure him into doing one of those things that she had claimed to not want? 

Also, she was saying that she was looking forward to the food cooked by him. Why, then, did her gaze suggest that she was looking forward to having a taste of him instead?" 

"We are here." He pulled up at a grocery store. 

"What a bummer. I wanted to stay in the car a little longer." She groaned. 

He laughed, not quite understanding her antics. "You can stay in the car as long as you want, while I will go and buy the ingredients, mmh?" 

He thought that he had made a genius suggestion, but that was until she pulled up a disheartened expression. "What's the point? It will no longer be fun to keep staying in the car if you are no longer here." She looked into his eyes seriously as he spoke, making his heart race. 

Was she implying that what she wanted was to spend more time with him? Was Luna seriously hitting on him? 

Not only did it seem that way with those seductive glances she kept sending his way, it had been happening more often lately. 

He smiled and got out of the car, then opened the passenger door for her. "Let's go. We can buy everything then drive home with the speed of a slug. That way, you will get to stay with me longer." 

"You are teasing me." She harrumphed but still placed her hand in his gently. Even she didn't know why it was happening, but she couldn't keep up with her own feelings lately. Every time she appeared, she would randomly start acting like a bashful little teenage girl seeking his attention. This was scary!