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Chapter 1878

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"Am I that good-looking?" Xu Baohan caught her gaze.

An Lan's face turned red silently in the dim theater.

She screamed in her heart. It was not just good-looking, it was simply … too abstinent.

"It's alright," she added vaguely. "Maybe I'm not used to seeing you wearing glasses."

"I see …" Xu Baohan took off his glasses.

An Lan: "…"

"Put it on," An Lan persuaded sincerely. "Otherwise, you won't be able to see it."

"It's fine if you can't see it. It's better than you thinking it doesn't look good," Xu Baohan said lightly.

An Lan was anxious. "I didn't say it didn't look good."

"Don't comfort me." Xu Baohan frowned. He knew he didn't look good wearing round glasses. It was all Su Run's fault.

"It's really pretty good," An Lan had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "It's because you look good that I can't stop looking at you."

Xu Baohan turned around to look at her. He looked into her clear eyes and was sure that she wasn't lying.

"Is it really good-looking?" He put on his glasses again and lowered his head to approach her.

An Lan stared at him without blinking, her heart pounding. "It's good-looking."

Now that he was so close, it was even more good-looking.

Only then did Xu Baohan realize that An Lan was obsessed with glasses. Oh, right, he had almost forgotten that He Mingqian also wore glasses.

He kissed her fiercely and swore that he would wear glasses in the future.

After kissing her, he asked, "An Lan, do you like any good-looking man who wears glasses, just like how you liked He Mingqian back then?"

An Lan was stunned. She felt a strong wave of jealousy and quickly explained, "I didn't like him, I just had a good impression of him. At that time, I felt that I had a good impression of him, so I gave it a try."

Xu Baohan was finally satisfied. He hugged her and asked, "Then do you like me?"

An Lan blushed when he asked such a direct question.

"Don't run away and don't beat around the bush," Xu Baohan said.

An Lan had no choice but to avoid his gaze. She hid behind his ear and whispered, "I like you."

Xu Baohan's heart shrank fiercely and he sucked in a breath of hot air. Do you think you like him just because you say so? Why did you have to whisper in his ear that you like him? And you even said it so nicely.

But looking at her innocent eyes, he knew that she definitely didn't know.

She had a beautiful face and looked like a veteran in the field of love. She looked like a vixen. In fact … he didn't even want to describe it.



After watching the play, Xu Baohan sent her home.

This time, he parked the car at the entrance of the neighborhood and personally sent her back.

"Don't be so troublesome. Our neighborhood is quite safe," An Lan said.

"I know. I want to walk with you more. It's still early anyway."

Since Xu Baohan had said so, An Lan accompanied him for a walk around the neighborhood. Fortunately, the scenery in the neighborhood was not bad. When he sent her downstairs, he hugged her for a while.

Just as she was about to let go, a man's voice came from behind her.

"An Lan, when did you find a boyfriend?"

The two of them turned around and realized that An Zhehui and Ji Qian had walked out of the building and were looking at the two of them in shock.

"Why are you guys here?" An Lan frowned. She had a bad feeling.

"Of course we're here to look for you." Ji Qian walked over and sized Xu Baohan up. "Oh, I remember now. Aren't you the one in the mental hospital last time? How did you guys get together? What do you do?"

"Uncle, Auntie, I'm Xu Baohan." Xu Baohan held An Lan's hand and explained calmly, "I work in the court. My position is a judge."

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