The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 448 Do You Want to Stay Tonight (1)_1

Chapter 448: Chapter 448 Do You Want to Stay Tonight (1)_1

Pei Qin saw him pounce like a hungry wolf, her eyes widened, and she immediately dodged to one side.

Shen Songming lunged into empty space, staring resentfully, "Why won’t you let me hug you!?"

"Men and women shouldn’t be too intimate." Pei Qin glared at him from an angle.

Shen Songming glared back furiously, "Nonsense! You’re not an ancient person. What’s all this about inappropriate touches? I don’t want to do anything; I just want a hug!" He had tried so hard for so long, put in so much effort, and had finally gotten her to agree to marry him. He deserved to get close... to soothe his excited heart.

Pei Qin contemptuously withdrew her gaze and went to pour herself some tea to drink.

"I don’t care! I must have a hug!" Shen Songming shouted, shamelessly pouncing again and tightly wrapping his arms around Pei Qin.

"Would you like to not leave tonight?" Pei Qin asked with a twinkle in her eye, turning her head to him.

Shen Songming was overwhelmed with emotion, holding her slender body, seeing her beautiful, fair face right in his arms, and hearing her suggest not leaving tonight—so direct and explosive that he instinctively wanted to nod in agreement. When he saw her smiling eyes, a chill ran down his spine, and he came back to his senses, pleading, "We’ve been discussing our engagement for so long, and we’re about to be formally engaged, can’t I even get a hug?"

"Aren’t you hugging me right now?" Pei Qin glared at him.

Shen Songming grunted, tightening his arms, "I...I...want to..." His eyes fixed on her rosy lips, his Adam’s apple moved, and he leaned down toward her face.

"White cold noodles." Lu Hai stood expressionless at the door, holding two bowls of white cold noodles.

Outside, Lu Hao was sweating bullets, not daring to enter. His sister insisted on going in to mess things up, he thought Young Master Shen would be furious afterward.

Shen Songming was already nearly beside himself with rage, his face turning green. At this critical moment, Lu Hai had to barge in—on purpose, no doubt?

"I don’t want cold noodles!" Shen Songming ground his teeth silently; his mind was full of the person in his arms, who gave a damn about cold noodles!

Pei Qin pushed away his face, "It’s what I ordered!"

Shen Songming was reluctant to let go but still held on tight.

Pei Qin twisted his arm, and with a yelp, he released her immediately.

Lu Hai brought the white cold noodles in, placed them on the table, and then left.

Shen Songming narrowed his eyes, watching her leave quickly, feeling somewhat satisfied. At least she showed that bit of awareness! Sitting down next to Pei Qin with the cold noodles, he said, "Yours doesn’t have any sugar, does it?" He tasted a spoonful from her bowl, "It’s really not sweet. Try mine!" And he scooped another spoonful to feed her.

Pei Qin’s mouth twitched slightly. She hadn’t realized—this fool was not just being silly, but also clingy to the point of absurdity...

Shen Songming’s eyes sparkled as he looked at her, "Try it! It’s nice to have something sweet once in a while!" He brought the spoon to her lips.

Pei Qin took the spoon from him, held his head with one hand, and filled his mouth with a spoonful of white cold noodles, taking the spoon from his bowl.

Shen Songming clenched the spoon between his teeth, his complexion turning a deeper shade of green—so unromantic!

In a blink, Lu Hai brought in another bowl of white cold noodles.

"Are you going to eat two bowls? Won’t you have room for dinner then!?" Shen Songming asked Pei Qin.

Pei Qin motioned him to look at Lu Hai.

Lu Hai, holding his bowl, sat down at a distance, quietly eating his cold noodles.

Shen Songming’s face grew greener still; she was definitely doing it on purpose! Deliberately coming over to act as the third wheel, and a 100-watt one at that!

Lu Hai ate his bowl of white cold noodles very slowly, his gaze not wandering, only fixated on the bowl before him, yet his presence was still palpable.

Shen Songming tried to ignore his presence, but Pei Qin wasn’t cooperating, leaving him to contain his frustration.

Soon enough, the cold noodles were ready, each served with a large plate covered in vegetables, accompanied by three side dishes.