vrcanaries Chapter 223 Do You Want to Be Together?
Chapter 223 Do You Want to Be Together?
The phone rang, and the name "Zhao Yu" flashed on the screen. Lin Xuan picked up the phone, briefly glanced at Ye Wanqing's peaceful profile beside him, and then said to the other end of the phone, "Zhao Yu, let's move the afternoon meeting to tomorrow."
"Okay, Mr. Lin. About the dinner tonight..." Zhao Yu's voice was filled with inquiry.
Lin Xuan frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Let Manager Zhang attend in my place tonight."
Zhao Yu was obviously a sensible person. He didn't bother her any further. He responded quickly and hung up the phone.
Although the call was not long, Ye Wanqing captured most of its content.
She turned her head, her eyes gently falling on Lin Xuan's well-defined profile. After a moment of silence, she spoke softly, "Aren't you planning to go back to the company to handle matters this afternoon?"
Lin Xuan nodded slightly, his voice soft and unnoticeable: "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable, I want to rest for a while."
He used this reason just right, which was neither too exaggerated nor convincing enough.
Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqing smiled softly. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring, bright and warm. "Then we should go back early. I also want to change clothes and take a bath to relax."
"Yeah." Lin Xuan responded, turned his gaze back to the front, started the car, and slowly drove out of the parking lot.
As June approaches, the passion of summer becomes stronger.
The sun is shining brightly today. There are a few white clouds floating in the sky, just like the outlines carefully drawn by a painter. The sky is clear and the sun penetrates the clouds, casting mottled light and shadows.
Back home, Ye Wanqing changed into a long, lavender dress, the hem of which flowed lightly, like a fairy descending from the earth. Holding a kettle, she stepped into the glass greenhouse to water the delicate roses.
In just a moment, she felt the warmth of summer, but in this beautiful weather, the roses bloomed even more brilliantly.
Ye Wanqing carefully selected a few of the most beautiful roses, cut them carefully, brought them back into the house, and placed them in the exquisite vase on the dining table.
At the same time, Lin Xuan held a brief video conference in the study.
Lunch had been booked in advance, but Ye Wanqing seemed to have nothing to do. She picked up a book, walked to the balcony hanging chair, and began to read leisurely.
Despite the hot summer, the villa's ventilation design is extremely clever. The balcony door and the restaurant's balcony form a convection breeze, blowing on the face and bringing a hint of coolness.
Ye Wanqing sat there, enjoying the rare tranquility and coolness. Her long hair danced in the wind, like a moving painting.
After Lin Xuan finished the meeting, he walked out of the study and found the living room empty. He guessed that Ye Wanqing might have gone somewhere else, so he also went into the guest room and took a shower.
When he came out, he had changed into comfortable home clothes, and there were crystal water droplets hanging in his hair. As he walked, the water droplets dripped, leaving a string of marks on the floor.
Lin Xuan searched the house and finally found Ye Wanqing sitting in the balcony hanging chair. The balcony doors on both sides were open, and the convection wind blew even more fiercely.
Ye Wanqing wore a lavender dress with a vivid rose pattern on the hem, as if it would dance in the wind at any moment. She curled up in the hanging chair, her skirt swaying in the wind, like a blooming violet.
The sun shone through the clouds onto her body, gilding her with a golden glow. Her skin was white and delicate, as smooth as cream, making one want to touch it.
Lin Xuan stood there, quietly admiring the beautiful scenery before him, with an indescribable tenderness welling up in his heart. He looked for a long time before walking over.
Ye Wanqing noticed him approaching and raised her head slightly. Her eyes moved from his wet hair to his face. There was a hint of tenderness in her voice: "Are you...hungry? I've ordered takeout, it should be here soon."
Lin Xuan shook his head slightly, walked to the balcony, and looked at the boundless sky in the distance: "I'm not hungry yet, I just want to look at you quietly like this."
Ye Wanqing put down the book in her hand and looked up at the sky. She felt the man's affectionate gaze and her heart was throbbing.
After a while, she lowered her curled legs, her eyes gently falling on the man's back, and she called softly, "Lin Xuan."
"Hmm?" Lin Xuan turned around and stood there, gazing at her affectionately. The strands of hair on his forehead were dangling with water droplets, which were gently lifted by the wind and then fell down, dripping onto his home clothes.
At this moment, it seemed as if time had stood still, leaving only the two of them in this quiet afternoon, enjoying each other's company and warmth.
Ye Wanqing's gaze followed the falling drop of water until it disappeared into the air, and an elusive ripple quietly appeared between her eyebrows.
She unconsciously raised her hand and gently brushed her hair, which was slightly messed up by the wind. There was a subtle tremor in her voice:
"Perhaps, we can try to give each other a chance?"
The tranquility around was gently broken by these words, only the wind was still whispering in my ears.
Lin Xuan's heart suddenly tightened, his throat churning as if he was trying to swallow this sudden surprise. He was afraid he was hallucinating, and he suppressed the urge to ask again, fearing that this wonderful moment would be shattered in the next second.
The two of them just stared at each other quietly, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Finally, Lin Xuan broke the silence. He slowly approached and squatted down. His deep eyes were filled with endless exploration and desire for Ye Wanqing: "Are you serious?"
Ye Wanqing's cheeks were stained with a light blush. She turned her head away gently, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "Yeah."
She lightly touched the tip of her tongue against the roof of her mouth, trying to ease the panic in her heart, but the wind seemed to deliberately go against her, blowing her hair even more messy.
Ye Wanqing raised her hand and pressed lightly, trying to smooth her hair, but her eyes could not help but fall into those deep black eyes again, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised: "Isn't it enough for you to look at me like this?"
Lin Xuan was stunned by the question, then looked away and asked casually, "How long will it take for the takeaway to arrive?"
"The cell phone is in the living room." There was a hint of subtle shyness in Ye Wanqing's voice. She had no intention of reading anymore and slowly stood up from the hammock.
Lin Xuan also stood up, and water droplets fell from the ends of his hair again, gently touching the back of Ye Wanqing's hand, bringing a barely perceptible coolness.
Ye Wanqing raised her head, her eyes once again falling on his slightly damp hair: "You should go and blow dry your hair quickly. Even though it's summer, it's not good to keep it wet."
Lin Xuan touched his hair, a sly look flashing in his eyes: "Miss Ye, could you please do me a favor?"
He spoke seriously and sincerely, as if this was the most natural thing. Ye Wanqing glanced at him, a playful smile on her lips: "Of course I can help you, but Mr. Lin, you have to do me a small favor later, how about it?"
She paused deliberately, her eyes moving across Lin Xuan's face, as if evaluating something, before continuing, "I suddenly want to paint, and I'm in need of a model."
"Of course." Lin Xuan agreed without hesitation, with anticipation flashing in his eyes.
Ye Wanqing responded and motioned him to get the hair dryer. She picked up the book and walked to the coffee table. She checked her phone for takeout information while waiting.
After a while, Lin Xuan came out with a hair dryer. Ye Wanqing handed him the phone, took the hair dryer from him, plugged it in skillfully, and then sat down on the sofa.
"It's only twenty minutes away." Lin Xuan put down his phone and sat down in front of her consciously, leaning forward slightly, as if waiting for something.
Due to the height difference, Ye Wanqing had to stand up. This was her first time blow-drying a man's hair, so she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
She carefully observed Lin Xuan's hair, threaded her fingers through it lightly, turned on the warm air, and gently played with her hair while blowing it carefully.
The air was filled with the humming sound of the hairdryer and the unspoken warmth and understanding between the two. Lin Xuan's hair wasn't long, so it dried quickly, leaving only a few strands still clinging to water droplets.
Ye Wanqing gently stroked the roots of hair, and her fingertips accidentally touched Lin Xuan's scalp. Lin Xuan's body trembled violently, as if an electric current was flowing through it.
He stared at the pillow in front of him, his fingers trembling slightly, and an unprecedented desire surged in his heart, wanting to hold this warmth tightly.
At this moment, Ye Wanqing turned off the hair dryer and said in a soft and clear voice: "Okay."
The sound of the hair dryer suddenly stopped, replaced by Ye Wanqing's gentle words. Lin Xuan turned around, his eyes fixed on Ye Wanqing, watching her concentrating on tidying up the cord of the hair dryer.
Ye Wanqing's expression was still focused and serious, and she didn't notice Lin Xuan's abnormality at all.
Just as she lowered her head to finish tidying up and was about to get up, Lin Xuan suddenly made a decision.
He stretched out his big hand, which landed accurately on her slender waist, and with a slight force, pulled her into his arms.