Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 320: Alright, I will go

An Ran’s eyes widened abruptly.The sensation on her lips was so real...

He’s lost his mind!

Teacher Han and the grade director are still in the office!

And he actually took advantage of the moment when he bent down to pick up a pen, secretly kissing her in a blind spot where Teacher Han and the grade director couldn’t see...

Was it because she was nervous or because it was too thrilling?

This kiss felt even more intense than usual.

All the sounds she wanted to make were forcefully blocked in her throat, not daring to overflow.

"Mr. Chi?" the person opposite seemed a bit doubtful.

Why is he crouching down for so long and still hasn’t gotten up?

Hearing the grade director’s voice, An Ran was so nervous that her legs felt weak.

She tried hard to turn her small face away, pushing Chi Cheng forcefully.

Han Ningmou and the grade director glanced at each other, just about to come forward and check—

Chi Cheng slowly sat up straight, calm as ever.

He seemed utterly unbothered, as if nothing had happened.

Then he put the pen aside and said indifferently, "The pen fell into a crevice, took quite a bit of effort, but I finally got it."

So that’s what happened...

The director spoke again about the dance party, and Han Ningmou interrupted occasionally.

Chi Cheng seemed very focused on listening, but his hand...

Was reaching out towards An Ran’s lips.

An Ran’s body shivered, with nowhere to escape.

Forget about making a sound; she didn’t even dare to move now.

Chi Cheng sat with his legs crossed, leaning completely on the swivel chair behind him, one hand supporting his left cheek, while the other lightly tapped the armrest of the chair slowly, "I’ve understood everything about the dance party. Is there anything else?"

The grade director was an experienced worldly figure, although Chi Cheng had always been polite and gracious.

But he could still feel that this man had begun to grow impatient.

"No, no, then we won’t bother Mr. Chi any longer."

Han Ningmou hastily spoke, "Director, you go ahead, I still have some words for Mr. Chi."

Chi Cheng kept smiling, but his tone clearly revealed indifference, "Sorry, I’m going to be busy later, I have things to do."

"But..."

Chi Cheng lowered his head and wrote something on the document with a pen, "Please close the door on your way out, thank you."

Alright then.

Han Ningmou pursed her lips, unwillingly followed the grade director, and walked out of the office.

The moment the door closed, An Ran immediately pushed him away and crawled out from under the desk.

She was both embarrassed and angry, pointing at Chi Cheng, "How can you do this!"

"How am I?" Chi Cheng stood up, one hand in his pocket, stepping closer to An Ran, step by step.

An Ran’s momentum weakened instantly. She kept retreating, stammering, "You, you..."

Chi Cheng chuckled lightly, "Like this?"

With that, he cupped her face and kissed her again.

Crazy, he must be crazy!

An Ran struggled hard against him, "Ugh, let me go..."

Chi Cheng turned a deaf ear, and after a long while, he leisurely let her go.

An Ran’s small hand clenched into a fist, "Does playing with me give you a sense of achievement? I’m your sister!"

"But I never saw you as a sister." Chi Cheng gently tucked the slightly messy hair behind An Ran’s ear, "Little Ranran, you have no way out now."

He won’t give her a second chance to leave him.

"Did I owe you something in the past? I’m not sure what I did to you? Tell me, is it just because my mom married Uncle Chi that you’re taking revenge on me?"

Chi Cheng’s eyes flashed with complexity, then gently pinched An Ran’s chin, "Yes, you owe me."

Incomprehensible!

An Ran was really about to die from anger. She took out the film ticket from her pocket, "This was given to me by Teacher Han to pass on to you. She likes you very much, so please make sure to go to the appointment and stop focusing on me. You can’t scare me away. No matter how you retaliate against me, mom will still marry Uncle Chi in the end!"

Chi Cheng’s gaze fell on the movie ticket.

An Ran turned to run away.

Who knew her arm would be grabbed by him.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Do you really want me to go to the appointment, hmm?"

Does she?

An Ran’s mind went blank for a moment.

She must be losing her mind from all of Chi Cheng’s torment!

"Yes, I hope you, as my brother, would focus more on other women. That way, you won’t do those pointless things you did earlier!"

Chi Cheng’s eyes were fixed on her little face, unwilling to let any of her expressions go.

Suddenly, he laughed lightly, letting go of An Ran’s arm.

His slender fingers picked up the film ticket, softly reading out the time and place of the movie, finally lifting his eyes to look at An Ran, "Alright, I’ll go."

He said he would go.

An Ran was taken aback for a moment.

She hurriedly turned around, clenching her small fist, and started to run out.

"Your phone." Chi Cheng lightly pushed her phone forward.

An Ran bit her lower lip, took back her phone, and ran out.

Huff... huff...

She ran all the way back to the classroom.

Xiyan was sitting at the desk, reading a script.

The microfilm was only halfway through filming, so recently Xiyan had been reading the script during any free time, contemplating the character’s psychology.

Actually, being busy is quite good; that way, she’s not constantly counting the days on her fingers, wondering when Ou Jue will return to the country.

Hearing An Ran panting like that, Xiyan lifted her eyes from the script to look at her, "Are you alright? Did you get your phone back?"

Why did she come back from the teacher’s office in such a state?

An Ran shook her head, "I’m fine, I got my phone back."

With that, she lay down on the desk.

For some reason, her mood suddenly became... a bit heavy.

-

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday.

Chi Mansion.

"Ranran, eat more." Uncle Chi put a piece of food on An Ran’s plate with his chopsticks.

"Thank you, Uncle Chi." An Ran replied obediently.

Her gaze swept inadvertently, and she saw a new photo frame placed on the side table.

Isn’t that Chi Cheng when he was a child?

An Ran was stunned for a moment.

An Mama followed her daughter’s gaze and explained with a sneaky smile, "I just had someone make it, Ranran, wasn’t your brother handsome and cute when he was little?"