Chapter 322
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It was almost one o 'clock. Lin Nuan said to Tuan Tuan, "Wash your hands and get ready for dinner …"
"Okay!" Tuan Tuan propped himself up on the sofa with both hands, stuck out his little butt, climbed off the sofa, put on his cartoon slippers, and ran towards the bathroom.
Lin Nuan folded the blanket beside her and said to Fu Huai 'an, "Auntie Li has left. She said the food is hot and ready to eat …"
Fu Huai 'an walked to the sofa and passed the book to Lin Nuan. It was "Xi Murong's Poetry Collection."
Fu Huai 'an went to the company to make some arrangements before coming back. He planned to accompany Lin Nuan to the supermarket at noon.
Not long before Lin Nuan arrived, Fu Huai 'an received a call from the bookstore next door, saying that the 2010 edition of "Xi Murong's Poetry Collection" had arrived.
The 2010 edition wasn't easy to find. The bookstore owner was familiar with Fu Huai 'an and knew he wanted it, so he spent some time and effort to find it.
Lin Nuan reached out to take the book, her eyes filled with confusion.
"That year when you were in Iraq, you lost a 2010 edition of 'Xi Murong's Poetry Collection'. I asked the bookstore owner to look for it …"
Lin Nuan had almost forgotten about that.
How could she care about the poetry collection when the war was raging in Iraq?
Lin Nuan even lost her own bag …
She looked at the brand new "Xi Murong's Poetry Collection" in her hands and felt warmth in her heart. "How did you know I lost it?"
Fu Huai 'an smiled and leaned closer to Lin Nuan with his hands on the back of the sofa.
Lin Nuan's heart raced as she looked at his well-defined facial features. His firm facial features made her heart race.
She hugged the poetry collection in her arms and held back her heartbeat as she looked at Fu Huai 'an.
Their faces were very close, and their breaths intertwined. Fu Huai 'an lowered his voice and said, "As long as you're willing, you'll know everything …"
His deep and magnetic voice seduced Lin Nuan's heartbeat and movements. She unconsciously tightened her grip on the poetry collection and couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
Fu Huai 'an's gaze landed on her fair and exquisite face. Seeing the shy look on Lin Nuan's face, Fu Huai' an's large hand gently held onto Lin Nuan's thin shoulder, then slid down her slender arm to her wrist. He held onto her wrist and controlled his strength, bringing her in his direction with just the right amount of strength …
Lin Nuan readily accepted his advice and knelt on one knee on the sofa, one hand holding onto the poetry book. Her petite hand, which was being held by Fu Huai 'an, was propped up against the back of the sofa. She looked up at Fu Huai' an, who was bending over and looking down on her. Seeing the sexy curve of his Adam's apple gently moving up and down under the collar of his white shirt, Lin Nuan's heartbeat gradually quickened.
His large hand cupped the back of Lin Nuan's head, his long and clean fingertips faintly disappearing into her ponytail. The distance between the two of them grew even closer …
Fu Huai 'an's masculine scent enveloped Lin Nuan. His warm breath brushed past the tip of Lin Nuan's nose, tickling her.
His deep-set eyes stared at her as he drew closer.
Lin Nuan's eyelashes fluttered.
With him around, Lin Nuan felt even more nervous than before. Her deer-like watery eyes stared at Fu Huai 'an without blinking, and her beautiful neck and ears turned red.
His head got lower and lower, and their faces got closer and closer …
Fu Huai 'an's tall nose gently cupped the tip of Lin Nuan's small and exquisite nose. She was so nervous that her stomach stiffened and her breathing became erratic.
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