Chapter 1744 - 1745: Each Has Their Merits

Suddenly attacked, Lin Xian took a deep breath and slapped her pants with his hand.

"Ugh."

Yan Xiaoman let go, suspiciously scanning him a few times, cautiously saying, "Honestly, do you

like Zhang Mengyao, that bear?"

"Not bad, each has its own merits," Lin Xian lied through his teeth.

Seeing her disapproving gaze, Lin Xian hurriedly changed the subject, "Darling, are you so

trusting of Zhang Mengyao?"

"Hehe, you wouldn't understand, things between girls!" Yan Xiaoman deflected playfully.

Lin Xian held back a laugh and deliberately asked, "Then what if Zhang Mengyao really got together with me?

After all, she's not ugly, always flashing in front of me, can't guarantee something won't happen."

Yan Xiaoman's smile didn't decrease; instead, she boldly said, "Lin Xian, if you really can chase

after Zhang Mengyao, I'll count you as impressive, and I promise not to be mad!"

This... there's really such a request?

Seeing her confident look, Lin Xian couldn't help but ruffle her hair.

Sweetie, your hat's crooked, let me fix it for you.

This story tells us not to make random promises.

Lin Xian pulled the luggage with one hand, holding her small hand with the other, chuckled, "Hungry,

let's go for a big meal!"

"So long since we had a feast!"

Yan Xiaoman couldn't help but swallow saliva, looking excited.

Hearing this, Lin Xian frowned, "Didn't I give you a card? Haven't you used it to spend?"

Yan Xiaoman just realized she'd let it slip, sticking out her tongue, apologetically acting cute,

"Lin Xian, I know you're doing it for me, but it always feels weird, like being kept by you."

"Being kept by me isn't good?" Lin Xian asked with a smile.

After a moment of reflection, she said seriously, "I really like you, and enjoy the time with you,

but I simply like you as a person, not other things. Honestly, as long as I'm with you, even eating at the cafeteria or street stalls, I'm just as happy."

Pure love, always captivating.

Yan Xiaoman was at the most beautiful point of a woman's life, pure and full of yearning and

longing for love.

This kind of love is unrelated to money or status; maybe just because the day's sunny,

the breeze is gentle, and you're on the grass playing guitar, just this.

This is also why Lin Xian likes her.

Sitting in the Bentley, feeling the comfortable seat, Lin Xian thought he should also buy

such a luxury car.

For no other reason, just comfort!

The material of these seats is top-notch leather and fits human biomechanics, sitting in this

kind of car for a long journey wouldn't make one feel back pain.

Yan Xiaoman snuggled up beside him, coquettishly said, "Darling, what's exactly in Yang City,

just tell me!"

Her curiosity was at its peak.

Lin Xian smiled mysteriously, "If I told you, it wouldn't be interesting, but I can guarantee,

if you miss this chance, you'll regret it forever!"

Not saying was better, Yan Xiaoman's curiosity grew even stronger.

She pouted, pleaded, "Can't you give at least a hint?"

"Didn't I give you a hint?" Lin Xian laughed.

"Give more!"

Just one 'food' clue was far too little, Yan Xiaoman couldn't guess at all.

Lin Xian pondered, "Okay, this trip to Yang City is related to a dish we've had."

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman's face was immediately filled with black lines.

Are you teasing me?

They've eaten so many meals together, who knows which dish?

No matter how she pleaded or coaxed, Lin Xian no longer revealed any information.

This maneuver heightened Yan Xiaoman's curiosity to the peak.

They say the higher the expectation, the higher the disappointment.

Yan Xiaoman now just hoped tomorrow's trip to Yang City wouldn't let her down.

Arriving at the room, Lin Xian handed her the tablet computer, smiled, "Just order whatever you want."

Holding the tablet computer, staring at the delicious food from various restaurants, Yan Xiaoman's

indecisiveness acted up again.

When Lin Xian came out with champagne from the mini-bar, she was still nibbling her finger, hesitating

which restaurant to choose.

Seeing this, Lin Xian shook his head amusedly.

Setting down the wineglass, he directly took the tablet from her hand, quickly selected a French

meal.

No need for Chinese food since tomorrow night, there's the most premium Chinese food waiting for them.

As a Shangri-La Hotel user, Lin Xian enjoyed many privileges.

For example, dining priority.

No matter how busy the restaurant is, they would prioritize making dishes for him.

Soon, the stewardess Tiff brought two waiters and walked into the room.

The two sat at the dining table, enjoying delicacies and wine, appreciating the night view through the floor-to-ceiling glass, talking about campus fun, leisurely and comfortable.

Life is meant to be so beautiful!

A French meal made Yan Xiaoman immensely satisfied.

She rubbed her small belly, eyes slightly squinted, in a state of enjoyment.

The two snuggled on the sofa, chatting intimately.

Chatting on and on, they talked into the bedroom...

Maybe because they hadn't seen each other in a while, Yan Xiaoman rarely took the initiative.

But, weak is still weak.

No matter how much initiative, she couldn't hide the fact she's weak.

Plus, Lin Xian, during his training in Golden Art Dance Major, had improved significantly.

Yan Xiaoman was even more defenseless.

In just half an hour, she started begging for mercy.

At this moment, Yan Xiaoman was curled up under the blanket, exposing only a small head, pitifully

pleading, "Lin Xian, I'm really done, why don't you go get a health massage."

Apparently, Zhang Mengyao seems to have said something similar.

What is this?

As a man, hearing such a request, it's difficult to refuse.

Lin Xian at this moment sounded like an uncle coaxing little girls, said gently, "Don't worry, this

kind of thing just needs practice."

"No!"

Yan Xiaoman shook her head resolutely, like a frightened little rabbit.

Seeing this, Lin Xian secretly sighed, said, "Then sleep, we have an airplane tomorrow."

With that, he slipped into the covers, gently embraced Yan Xiaoman.

"Darling, I'm really sorry, I didn't want it to be like this, but there's no choice."

Yan Xiaoman knew he wasn't satisfied, apologetically explaining.

Her situation, Lin Xian could understand.

After all, every woman is different, just like not every man can last half an hour.

This is also why, Yan Xiaoman felt Lin Xian might have other women, but always kept silent.

Guilt!

Because of studies and debate competition, she didn't have time to accompany him; because of her own reasons, couldn't satisfy him, these various factors added together, made Yan Xiaoman deeply guilty towards Lin Xian.

"It's okay!"

Lin Xian smiled slightly.

He wasn't with Yan Xiaoman just for experiencing this.

If he wanted that, wouldn't Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing be better?

The skills from Golden Art Dance Major, are you kidding?

Plus, both have open personalities, some sweet words and coaxing, might even experience double the joy!

His being with Yan Xiaoman was more to enjoy that pure, unadulterated love.

They say first loves are infinitely good, why do so many people remember first love so deeply, never forget?

It's because the love during first love is the purest, most pristine.

Such nearly platonic heavenly love cannot be bought with money.

Feeling his sincerity, a sweet smile appeared on Yan Xiaoman's face, she embraced him in return, slowly

closed her eyes.

On the plane.

Yan Xiaoman turned her head, looking at the book in Lin Xian's hands, curiously said, "Lin Xian, isn't

your major international finance? When did you start learning interior design?"