Chapter 709 Volume 9 – Chapter 86: Nearly Flawless (Part 2)

He was deeply aware because he had a relationship. He knew how to nurture one.

The girl was now waiting for him to say such a thing, staring intensely at him. It was like the moment she was filming for the commercial – the character who had just begun her first love.

Lipsticks were not put on the same faint lips during the shooting, but the sweet cherry flavor had seemingly remained. It was probably mixed with the fragrance of tiramisu too.

How sweet will this taste?

Zhu Maolin closed his eyes instead but couldn’t imagine it.

“It’s like the bear in spring.” Zhu Maolin suddenly said a word and opened his eyes at the same time.

Little Lu showed a puzzled look.

Zhu Maolin smiled lightly, “A description in “Norwegian Forest.” Affection is like a bear in spring.”

“Why a bear?” Little Lu asked subconsciously.

Zhu Maolin looked at the cloudy sky above as if trying to imagine it gathering into the shape of a bear and said, “In the spring field, the blooming flowers are accompanied by birds chirping and flowers exuding fragrance. You are walking alone on the hillside. A fluffy and panda-like bear came up from the opposite. It sat in front of you stupidly, blinked at you, so you hugged it, and then rolled down the soft hillside. You don’t feel hurt because the bear, the grass, and the soil are soft. Your body is covered with grass clippings and wild chrysanthemum petals. At this moment, you don’t have to think about anything. You feel relaxed physically and mentally. Don’t you like it?”

“I like it.” Little Lu closed her eyes and said softly.

“I copied these words to chase after my current wife.” Zhu Maolin interrupted Little Lu’s fantasy instantly.

She opened her eyes, surprised and disappointed. There was something she couldn’t see through on Zhu Maolin. What he said surprised her entirely. It was a rejection.

“Do you love your wife very much?” asked Little Lu hesitantly.

“How can I not love her?” Zhu Maolin asked rhetorically.

Little Lu did not speak but instead opened the box. She silently finished the tiramisu. She then got up from the swing, turned her back to Zhu Maolin, and stood straight as if preparing for something.

She took a deep breath, “Can I sing?”

“Birthday song?”

At this moment, Zhu Maolin also thought of this song. But, Little Lu shook her head gently and said in a low voice, “A song written to me by a bard once…”

Zhu Maolin was taken aback as if he didn’t hear it clearly, but saw that Little Lu suddenly opened her hands, like a swan spreading its wings, spinning, jumping, and lowered herself.

——Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

——Coriander,