chsdbacks Chapter 488 This is not the place for kissing
Chapter 488 This is not the place for kissing
Zhang Jianjun was slightly stunned, looking at Tong Wenjie's slightly meaningful eyes, and a strange feeling surged in his heart. He stood there, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, recalling the past with Tong Wenjie, and the emotions hidden in his heart seemed to be rekindled at this moment.
After a while, he slowly walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. His eyes involuntarily fell in the direction of the kitchen, as if he could see Tong Wenjie's busy figure through the door. He thought of the warm times they had spent together, those days that seemed ordinary but full of warmth.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Tong Wenjie skillfully picked up the ingredients and was busy at the stove. Her movements were gentle and orderly, but her heart was beating like a deer. She knew the emotion conveyed by her glance just now, and she also knew that her feelings for Zhang Jianjun were no longer just friendship.
As time went by, the aroma of food gradually wafted out of the kitchen. The familiar smell made Zhang Jianjun's stomach growl. He stood up, walked to the kitchen door, and looked inside. Tong Wenjie noticed his actions, smiled shyly, and said softly, "Hurry up and sit down. It will be ready soon."
Zhang Jianjun returned to the sofa, his heart full of anticipation. He didn't know what would happen next, but he knew that the tranquility and warmth of this moment would become an unforgettable memory in his heart.
After a while, Tong Wenjie came out of the kitchen with several plates of steaming dishes and put them on the dining table. Zhang Jianjun quickly stood up to help put the dishes on the table. The two sat opposite each other, and it was a little awkward for a while. It was Zhang Jianjun who broke the silence first. He picked up a bite of food and put it in his mouth. After savoring it carefully, he praised: "It's delicious." Tong Wenjie smiled and lowered her head to eat. The atmosphere at the dinner table gradually became harmonious. They talked about the trivialities of life and shared each other's joys and sorrows. Unconsciously, night fell, and the two people under the lights looked particularly warm. After dinner, Zhang Jianjun offered to help wash the dishes. Tong Wenjie nodded and followed him into the kitchen. In the small space, the two bodies touched from time to time, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread. Zhang Jianjun lowered his head and washed the dishes seriously, and Tong Wenjie stood aside and watched him quietly. Suddenly, Zhang Jianjun raised his head, locked his eyes with Tong Wenjie's with a fiery gaze, and asked softly, "Let's be together, okay?" Tong Wenjie's heartbeat instantly accelerated, she blushed and nodded slightly, with a gleam of happiness in her eyes.
Continuation
After that gentle but powerful question, the atmosphere in the kitchen suddenly became subtle and ambiguous. Although Zhang Jianjun's voice was low, every word ignited the emotional flame in Tong Wenjie's heart like a spark. She felt her cheeks begin to heat up, and her heart was like a surging wave, ups and downs.
He looked at her, his eyes full of seriousness and expectation, as if at this moment, the whole world had stopped, leaving only the two of them and this loving space. Tong Wenjie gently licked her dry lips, tears flashing in her eyes, that was excitement, happiness, and infinite longing for the future.
She slowly approached him, and the distance between them kept getting closer, as if they could hear each other's heartbeats. Zhang Jianjun gently put down the bowl in his hand, afraid that any sound would break this rare tranquility. His breathing began to quicken, and every breath he took seemed to inhale Tong Wenjie's fragrance deeply into his lungs, becoming the most precious memory in his life.
Just when their lips were about to touch, Tong Wenjie suddenly stopped. She took a step back, with a hint of mischief and shyness in her eyes, and whispered, "Wait, this is not the place to kiss." Then, she turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving Zhang Jianjun standing there in a daze, with a helpless and gentle smile on his lips.
He calmed down and quickly followed Tong Wenjie. The two returned to the living room and sat opposite each other. This time, they did not talk about future plans or trivial matters in life, but stared at each other silently, as if looking for answers in each other's eyes. There was an indescribable feeling in the air, which made the world soft.
After a long time, Zhang Jianjun finally broke the silence: "Do you... regret it?" He knew this question was very important. He needed to know whether Tong Wenjie made the decision on impulse. He couldn't let himself or her regret it in the future.
Tong Wenjie shook her head and looked at him firmly: "No regrets, there has never been anything more certain than now. I believe in you, and I believe that our relationship can stand the test of time." Her answer was simple and direct, but full of power. That trust and determination made Zhang Jianjun's heart surge with a warm current, reaching the softest place in his heart.
He reached out and gently held her hand. At that moment, they seemed to hear each other's voices and understood each other's intentions without further words. Tong Wenjie felt the warmth of Zhang Jianjun's palm, which was a code for conveying emotions and a promise for the future.
As the night deepened, the atmosphere between them became warmer. There was no passionate love, only the gentle warmth. They just sat there quietly, enjoying the good time that belonged only to them. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jianjun stood up and said, "Let's go, it's time for us to rest." His words were filled with unquestionable tenderness, which made Tong Wenjie nod involuntarily.