Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

Chapter 1864: I Overestimated Myself And Underestimated How Much I Cared About You

"We had a disappointing conversation," Xu Baohan frown slightly.

An Lan nodded in understanding and didn't pursue it further. He would say it if he wanted to. She wasn't the type of woman who would interrogate persistently. Everyone should have their own privacy.

"That Ms Song seemed to look at me strangely," An Lan suddenly smiled and said jokingly, "She didn't have a crush on you when she was young, did she?"

"How could it be possible?" Xu Baohan's lips twitched. "She was a tomboy when she was still schooling. If it wasn't for Mr Song, I wouldn't have known her pretty well."

"Why?"

"I didn't have a lot of friends during that time," Xu Baohan answered honestly. "My coursemates in university were quite boring. They liked to hang out and their conversation topics were either about girls or where they planned to go to have some fun. It was quite boring listening to it frequently."

"You found it boring even when talking about girls." An Lan clicked her tongue and glanced at him.

Xu Baohan raised his eyebrows and retorted, "Could it be that you liked to talk about boys with your friends in University?"

An Lan: "…"

Why did she feel that she had dug a hole for herself?

"No, I didn't" An Lan quickly answered it seriously. "I was focused on my studies at that time. I even being recommended for admission to overseas university. This showed how good my results were. I was so engrossed in my studies until I neglected to eat and sleep, especially during my sophomore year. "

Xu Baohan did not utter a word. He stretched out one hand to hold hers and pinched the back of her hand gently.

This was the most intimate gesture they had since they started dating, but there was an indescribable air of intimacy.

An Lan endured her burning hot face and pinched the back of his hand. "Drive carefully, Chief Judge."

Xu Baohan felt that his heart was numb from her pinching.

He retracted his hands and placed them on the steering wheel. All of a sudden, he said, "My teeth hurt."

An Lan was baffled. After a short space, she teased him, "While having dinner, the ribs were also being crunched by you. Why did you bite it so hard? How could your teeth not get hurt?"

"I feel uncomfortable." Xu Baohan looked at her with a complicated expression. "I'm disgusted by the wechat messages He Mingqian sent you."

"…"

Actually, when An Lan thought about it, she also felt that those messages were nauseating. She thought further that during that time, she was indeed a little touched by the messages, but now she was disgusted as if she had eaten dirt.

"It turns out that you prefer to hear flirtatious words." Xu Baohan spoke it in a slightly sour tone.

"Alright, don't bring it up anymore." An Lan said snappishly with a red face. "Didn't you mention that you could separate private affairs from the case?"

"I overestimated myself and underestimated how much I cared about you," Xu Baohan said softly.

An Lan's heart gave a throb. She lowered her head in silence, revealing only half of the rear part of her blushing ears.

There was a trace of deepness in Xu Baohan's gaze.

About an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of An Lan's neighbourhood.

An Lan took a deep breath. "Thank you for today. I will contact the witness as soon as possible."

"Okay." Xu Baohan stared at her.

"Also, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to meet Mr Song." An Lan was very excited when this was brought up.

"You'll see him more often in the future." Xu Baohan leaned towards her.

An Lan thought that he would unbuckle her seatbelt as before and she held her breath sitting motionlessly.

In the next moment, he lowered his head and kissed her unexpectedly.

The air in the car became thin at once.

An Lan widened her eyes. She felt as though her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

All these happened too suddenly.

They looked at each other. Xu Baohan only had her in his eyes. His eyelashes which were like long feathers brushed over her eyelids.

"You…," her face was burning.