Chapter 108 I Want to Get Closer to You

n pull a few all-nighters, it's nothing tiring,” Lu Qinan did look a bit fatigued on his face, “If we don't go find him now, Zhi Mu will still dispatch a massive amount of manpower and resources... Yo..."Where are you going—"

Zhu Xiaowei, drunk and emboldened, seized Qiao Baier's arm with both hands, refusing to let her go. "Qiao Baier, we haven't settled our scores yet, you can't leave—"

Jo Bao'er looked at this person actually having a drunken fit, trying to reason with her, "I'll explain it to you tomorrow, now..."

"Don't go, don't go!"

"Zhu someone simply started acting like a scoundrel, " Qiao Bao'er, tell me! When did you start getting involved with my boss!"

"She wants to go home and rest."

A low voice came from behind them.

Zhu Xiaowei froze, her vision blurring as she stared at the cold and stern face before her. Instinctively, she loosened her grip on Qiao Bao'er's hand.

"Little Zhu drank a lot tonight..."

Jo Bao'er looked back with some worry for her best friend.

But the man beside her was expressionless, staring at her coldly, and she felt a chill down her spine.

Qiao Baoer immediately decided to ignore Zhu Xiaowei's life and death, anyway Jun Zhimu had already told the people in the manor to take care of her, no one would dare to touch her.

"Don't push yourself to help others." he reminded gently.

qiao Bao'er lightly pursed her lips, wanting to retort, but ultimately chose silence.

She thought, in Junzhi's eyes, most people were probably just "others." How many people could he truly see

They walked out of a red-mountain villa, it was around 10 o'clock at night now. The bustling alleys were twinkling with lights, and the two walked side by side. Under the warm lights, their elongated shadows leaned against each other. In the hazy glow, there was an unexpected sense of harmony and warmth.

Qiao Baoer lowered her head to look at the two figures on the ground. The surroundings were quiet, and her heart was beating fast for no reason. She rarely walked like this with him now.

Perhaps once they left this alley, Jun Zhimu would call a driver to pick them up. But suddenly, Qiao Baier wished the alley were a little longer, and that her steps were a little slower, slower…

Suddenly, she felt a weight on her shoulders. Her expression was startled, and she looked up at the man to her left.

A black suit jacket hung on her.

His movements were natural as he casually adjusted her coat, "Stay still."

The clothes felt warm against my skin, carrying the heat of his body.

Jo Bao'er didn't dare refuse. Perhaps the streetlights were dim, casting a hazy blush on her cheeks.

Shepherd of the people.

She still lowered her head, looking at the figure of the two of them leaning against each other on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "Junzhi Mu, why did you become an assistant teacher at my school that year"

The man beside her raised an eyebrow, glancing sideways at her slightly flushed cheeks.

She now looks like a shy little woman, which is completely different from when they first met. Back then, she made a deep impression on him.

That year, his father passed away. He came back from America to attend the funeral. He hadn't been back in a long time, and Junjia felt very strange and irritable to him.

That day, he went to the city to see an old friend. He was dressed casually in comfortable clothes, wearing white headphones, listening to music as he strolled along nonchalantly.

As the sun began to set, the wide street in front of First High School felt strangely cold. Under the fading light, the opposite prestigious university stood solemn and imposing, with fallen leaves swirling outside its walls, creating a melancholic atmosphere.

He hadn't expected at all that under the old locust tree, at that bend in the road, a girl would drop down from the sky.

She just barged into his world so unexpectedly, her soft and warm body pressing straight against him.

The afterglow of the setting sun had a hazy beauty. He looked at her...

At that moment, he was stunned.

His mind even flashed a strange thought, he thought, he had stumbled upon the angel from Brogloo's oil painting.

"Hey, watch where you're going!"

But the next second, her voice made him snap back to reality. She quickly climbed off of him without apologizing, and instead, she accused him first.

He was about to speak, but the girl in front of him didn't even glance at him, the victim, and ran away.

He smoothed down his clothes and stood under the old locust tree, staring fixedly at her fleeing figure. Her movements were a little hurried. Now he understood, she was actually very nervous, just putting on a brave face.

I can't quite describe how I felt, it was a mix of confusion and hesitation. During those days, he became even more agitated, that figure kept flashing through his mind.

He just, can't forget her...

I suddenly feel like seeing her again.

I don't know why, I just really want to.

"...I don't know."

The streetlights cast a dim, hazy glow. The night was eerily silent. He suddenly turned to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. His deep-set eyes locked onto hers. “ Qiao Baoer…” he whispered her name softly.

Qiao Bao'er was a little stunned. She asked him why he became a teaching assistant at school, and he actually said he didn't know.

Her eyes slightly opened, watching him lean down and get closer to her. Her heart beat a little erratically, her whole body stiffened, his thin lips lightly kissing hers.

He kissed her with a tenderness he didn't usually show.

"Don't do that..."

Her cheeks were flushed, her heart racing, and she pushed him away nervously.

He abruptly stopped, his eyes boring into hers with intensity. They were so close, their breaths mingling in the air between them.

"Jo Bao'er, don't forget that you are my wife now. How much longer do you want me to wait!"

His words were infuriating, and to Qiao Bao'er they seemed incomprehensible.

The shepherd didn't know what he was angry about. He walked away with a cold face, not saying another word, leaving her leaning against the wall, staring blankly at his back...

"Hey—"

"Hey, Junzhi Mu—"

Saying clearly the nervousness that arose in her heart, she hurried after him.

Unable to keep up with his long legs, Qiao Bao'er felt a bit wronged and a little angry. She acted like a child and sat directly in the middle of the alley, "Jun Zhi Mu, my feet hurt!"

The tall figure in front suddenly stopped, turning his head to look at her. His deep eyes seemed momentarily startled.

She was just sitting on the road like that.

"What's going on" he replied, walking towards her with hurried steps.

Qiao Bao'er puffed up her cheeks, lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, muttering, "My feet are swollen and cramped."

It's possible I walked too much today, pregnancy can make your feet swell and cramp easily. While it's not as bad as she makes it sound, she's not lying either.

"Hey, what's up..."

"It's so embarrassing, let me down, let me down..."

Wow, suddenly her expression became extremely awkward, she struggled and shouted.

"Joe!"

Jun Zhi Mu directly lifted her up, lowering his gaze and glaring fiercely at the woman in his arms. He gritted his teeth and called out her name.

She froze for a moment, then immediately fell silent.

Junzhi's 1.85 meter tall frame, he also enjoys boxing and martial arts in his daily life, he picked her up very easily, every step he took was very steady.

And she nestled in his arms, her cheeks flushed, unable to deny the feeling of security that washed over her, as if with him by her side, nothing could possibly go wrong.

"Her husband is so handsome, I want a princess hug too, hurry up..."

"Honey, you're a little too heavy for me. You should lose some weight first, my small frame can't handle it."

Across the road, a man and a woman looked over at them. The woman glared playfully at her man, clearly displeased. "You, with your skinny frame, have the nerve to say that! How could I have possibly fallen for you back then"

"That man immediately began to appease and beg for forgiveness, "Honey, their family must be feminist, look at that guy, he's so...well, he must be relying on his looks to eat soft rice. Honey, I'm different, I quietly take care of you..."

Qiao Bao'er's gaze met with the two people opposite Ma Dao, and her face flushed suddenly.

"Junzhi Mu, you let me down, I can walk by myself... A lot of people are watching." She whispered in protest.

The strength of his embrace tightened slightly, the man above her gazing down at her. After a long silence, he finally spoke in a gruff voice, "Oh, Qiao Ba'er, so you can blush too."

When she first heard him criticizing himself, Qiao Bao'er widened her eyes slightly, her expression a little dazed.

Jun Zhi Mu looked at her dazed expression, suddenly, he felt a little annoyed, not knowing whether to be angry at his past actions for being too foolish, or at this woman for being too slow to understand.

"Joe Bao'er, raising you is really a hassle."

His voice was low, with a hint of anger but mostly resignation.

As they reached the end of the alley, more and more people passed by. She leaned her head against his chest, burying her face in it, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. At this moment, she didn't really want to let go.oer had always been sleep-deprived. The pressure of her studies meant she had to work tirelessly on practice exams, and she also worked the night shift at a bubble tea shop. On top of that, she had ov...