Chapter 955: Still Avoids Him Like the Plague

If Ning Wan didn’t believe she and Lu Jinyan were a couple before, then after this kiss, even a ghost would believe in their relationship after witnessing this French deep kiss.

Any woman with some self-respect, upon seeing this passionate French kiss, should back off from the challenge.

It wasn’t until other people passed by that Wen Duoduo hurriedly retreated from Lu Jinyan’s chest.

She took a slight step back and instinctively looked up towards the opposite side.

Ning Wan still sat in the passenger seat, turning her face away, so her expression was unclear.

Lu Jinyan reached out, gently pinched her chin, making her turn her head to face him.

Then, he bowed his head and gave a gentle kiss on her forehead, saying, "I’ll come pick you up tonight. I’ll call you then."

He seemed to still be lingering in the emotional tides just now, his voice slightly hoarse, yet damnably hoarse and magnetic, very pleasant.

Wen Duoduo nodded shyly, her cheeks slightly pink.

People are indeed strange creatures.

Just moments ago, she was full of jealousy towards Lu Jinyan, wishing she could slap him to death, yet now, because of his kiss, her heart was as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

She turned around, waved her hand, and hastily went towards school.

If she continued to be so affectionate, she feared she would become the ’celebrity’ of the school.

Lu Jinyan watched Wen Duoduo leave, only returning to the car once she completely disappeared from sight.

Sitting in the car, his expression was entirely different from when he was with Wen Duoduo earlier.

Now, he was cold and returned to his usual indifference.

......

In the afternoon, a gentle breeze blew by, carrying raindrops floating in the air, bringing a touch of coolness.

Song Yinyin sent Song Dabai to school, then turned around, holding her bag to block the scattered rain, walking towards where the car was parked in flat court shoes.

Perhaps because of the rain, the sidewalk was particularly slippery. Even though she wore flat shoes, she still stepped cautiously, fearing a slip and fall.

The saying goes, better safe than sorry.

Often things we worry about are more likely to happen.

She grabbed her bag with both hands, raising it to block the raindrops overhead, when suddenly her foot twisted, her whole body losing balance.

Just as she worried about the baby in her belly being in danger, instinctively covering her stomach, a strong arm supported her waist, firmly steadying her whole body.

She looked at the person who was holding her in panic, before she could say thank you, her body suddenly stiffened.

Yan Kejun steadied her, put the umbrella over her head, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Song Yinyin’s heart was shocked.

Why was it him?

In the next second, Song Yinyin reflexively pushed him away.

Who knew a sharp pain would shoot through her ankle, and if Yan Kejun hadn’t promptly reached out to support her, she might have fallen to the ground.

"Be careful. Are you alright? Maybe you should sit down. Let me take a look at it."

Yan Kejun frowned deeply, seemingly very concerned, helping her sit on a nearby stone bench.

He had already crouched down, his hands reaching towards Song Yinyin’s ankle.

Seeing his hands nearing her ankle, Song Yinyin instinctively said, "No need."

She instantly pulled back her foot.

It seemed she still avoided him like a snake.

Yan Kejun felt a pang of pain in his heart, his eyes suddenly losing their sparkle like obsidian losing its light.