Chapter 211
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"But don't offend her. If you do, I won't even have a small role in this musical," Yan Su reminded her with a low voice. "Even though you're dating Nian Junting now, Nian Junting's mother asked Chuen to be with him. Are you going to put him and his mother in a difficult position? You've only just started dating. After all, we're both insignificant people.
"At the end of the day, if you're a true friend, she'll understand your difficulties and give you a chance …"
"She and I were never meant to be true friends from the very beginning." Yan Su shrugged and said, "Do you think many people in the faculty are convinced by that? No one is. But this time, she invited everyone to her birthday party, and everyone came. I heard that quite a few of our seniors who have taken up roles in movies and variety shows will all come to her party. Even Chi Shengxu will be there."
Luo Sang sighed. She was worried about her.
"Don't worry. There's a large-scale singing program in Hangzhou next year. I'm going to sign up." Yan Su stayed silent for a few seconds, then continued, "And I'm not going to live with them next year. I want to rent an apartment. I want to find someone to share it with. The rent is too high for me to live alone …"
"Together." Luo Sang grabbed her hand and smiled. "I've thought about that too, but I can't afford it alone."
Yan Su chuckled. "Are you sure Mr. Nian won't ask you to live with him?"
Luo Sang blushed. It was only the first day of their relationship, and he was already asking her to sleep in Tianhu Villa. She thought that it was highly possible. "I won't live with any man if I'm not married."
"That's true. Girls should know how to take care of themselves."
…
The next afternoon, the three dresses that Ye Chuen ordered arrived. Luo Sang was trying them on when she received a call from Nian Junting.
"What are you doing? I've peeled ten bowls of grapes, raisins, and grapefruits. I kissed you this morning. You owe me nineteen French kisses." Nian Junting's joyful voice came from the other end of the phone, making Luo Sang's scalp numb.
She shouldn't have suggested that way to mess with him. She ended up messing with herself first. He was enjoying it more and more, as if he had fallen in love with this game.
"…"
"Don't say anything. You can't go back on your word." After three seconds of silence, Nian Junting protested, "My hands are hurting because of your request."
"Alright, you don't have to do that anymore," Luo Sang said weakly.
"Is that so?" Nian Junting was instantly overjoyed. "That means I can kiss you anytime, anywhere. I can kiss you twenty, thirty times a day. That's great. You should have done that long ago."
Luo Sang was speechless.
What's with the urge to bite off my tongue?
However, there were other people in the dormitory, and she was too embarrassed to argue with him about the French kiss.
"By the way, what are you doing? Rehearsing again?"
"No, I'm trying on a dress. It's Chuen's birthday tomorrow, she ordered a dress for us. I'm trying it on to see if it fits," Luo Sang said softly.
"Oh, really? Let me see," Nian Junting said excitedly.
"Aren't you going to see it tomorrow?" Luo Sang walked outside and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear.
"I know. You want to surprise me, right?" Nian Junting chuckled. "Luo, you're so interesting."
"…"
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