Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon

Chapter 1247 - 1242: Confession (1)

Ji Yanche blinked, "I guess so... My agent is indeed picking me up at eleven tomorrow...""It’s the birthday party of a classmate of mine from America."

"So what? Do you need me to give her special attention?"

"Attention my foot, that girl is my arch-nemesis!"

"Oh, I see." Ji Yanche rubbed his chin, "If you don’t like it, I’ll just cancel it."

Ruge’s eyes lit up, and she suddenly snapped her fingers, "I thought of a better and more satisfying way to make a point."

"Hmm?"

"Tomorrow, I want to go with you to Qiao Enen’s birthday party. Oh no, I should go first and watch how she shows off in front of me. When you make your entrance, judging by what I know of her, she’ll definitely introduce you to me. At that moment... you will loudly announce our relationship!"

Ji Yanche raised an eyebrow, "What relationship?"

"Buddies, of course. She seems to really like you, and she would never expect that the idol she adores has been my childhood friend, haha." Ruge laughed triumphantly with hands on her hips, just imagining Qiao Enen’s stunned expression was utterly satisfying.

Buddies.

Again with the buddies...

Ji Yanche didn’t respond immediately.

Seeing his silence, Ruge nudged him with her elbow, "Well? Are you in or not? Say something."

"Sure." Ji Yanche smiled brightly, "Tomorrow, I’ll publicly disclose our relationship."

Yes!

Now I’m super looking forward to tomorrow.

Ruge shook off her earlier annoyance and, clinging to Ji Yanche’s arm, headed towards the castle at the amusement park entrance, "The fireworks show is about to start, let’s go."

By the time they returned from the amusement park, it was already ten at night.

"I’m so tired." Ruge complained as she unbuckled her seatbelt, "It’s all your fault for dragging me to the amusement park, and now I don’t want to walk another step."

Ji Yanche looked at her speechlessly.

Clearly, she was the one who had the most fun the whole day.

"So what now? Should I carry you upstairs?"

"Can you handle it?"

"You’re right, after all, not everyone can carry a sow."

"Ji Yanche!" Ruge gritted her teeth, "Who are you calling a pig? I’m not heavy, I’m just worried you’ll be too weak to carry me!"

Calling a guy weak was definitely an insult.

Ji Yanche suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards his chest.

In the car at night, the faint scent of his cologne was utterly captivating.

Ruge froze for a second before finding her voice, her lips moved as she asked, "What are you doing?"

"Do you want to test yourself whether I’m weak or not?"

"What, are you trying to pick a fight with me?"

"......" Ji Yanche gave her a sidelong glance and spread his hands helplessly.

He crouched down in front of Ruge, "Come on, you’re tired, I’ll carry you up."

Ruge didn’t stand on ceremony and not only didn’t lighten up, but instead put her weight fully on him.

However, Ji Yanche easily carried her, locked the car, and headed towards the elevator.

Ruge dangled her legs in the air, "How’s that, I’m not heavy, right?"

Ji Yanche deliberately staggered a few steps, "What do you think?"

The swaying feeling startled Ruge, and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, "You jerk, stop pretending, walk properly!"

Ji Yanche laughed happily.

Is there anything more fun in the world than teasing Ruge?

Nope!