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The Maybach was driving on a long highway.

The trees on the roadside are lush with green leaves, and clusters of wild flowers can occasionally be seen under the trees, swaying in the wind under the not-so-hot sunshine, like a vast painting.

Ye Kong opened the window, but did not look at the scenery outside.

She folded her arms and remained in deep thought for a long time, occasionally turning her head to glance at the person next to her.

Wen Can sat very still, without even glancing to the side. His bony fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, and he seemed to be working very hard.

The question Ye Kong asked just now did not get an answer from him.

The man just said "Get in the car" and naturally skipped the topic of "falling in love". Ye Kong did not ask any further questions. After moving the easel and various tools to the trunk, he got into the car.

A long silence followed.

Until now, the only sounds in the car are the sound of the wind and the sound of typing on the keyboard.

In the sound of the wind, Ye Kong suddenly let go of the arms he had been holding for a long time.

She turned and looked at Wen Can again.

This time he stared at me and never looked away.

Wen Can's fingers paused slightly, but he still didn't look back. In just two seconds, he continued to tap smoothly.

The atmosphere in the carriage gradually became strange.

Wen Can was immersed in his work, while Ye Kong was immersed in staring at people.

From the hair, to the forehead, to the eyes, to the bridge of the nose, to the lips, to the jaw, to the neck, to the faintly visible chain on the neck, and to the clavicle half-hidden in the collar...

Watch it once, and then watch it again.

From the hair, to the forehead, to the eyes...

The man's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the typing movement also slowed down slightly without being noticed.

The gaze of the girl beside him seemed to have become an invisible and intangible pen, carefully tracing every inch of his body.

The most fatal thing was that perhaps she was watching too intently and her body was involuntarily moving closer and closer, with both hands on the seat, like a cat approaching humans silently.

Wen Can: ...

The finger finally hovered in mid-air.

The next second, Wen Can suddenly leaned back, and while distance was increasing, he finally turned his head and bumped into the girl's dark eyes that were staring straight at him.

Even after being caught, she showed no sign of retreating, she just blinked and continued to look at him.

Wen Can: ...

Really like a cat.

He looked at the girl calmly, turned off the computer, and finally asked her: "Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm waiting for you to express your opinion."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you want to date me?"

"..."

The driver, who was driving seriously, almost stepped on the brakes. The sound of his gasp was particularly clear in the car. After Wen Can in the back seat glanced at him lightly, he immediately became quiet again, almost holding his breath and concentrating to reduce his presence.

Wen Can looked at the girl in front of him who was staring at him waiting for an answer, and after a moment he said, "Miss Ye San, we are in a cooperative relationship."

"Cooperation doesn't affect love."

"……do you like me?"

"I don't like it." She said very straightforwardly, and then added, "But it won't affect our relationship."

"Generally speaking, men and women have to like each other before they can fall in love."

"It's okay. I can be the one who breaks the rules."

"…Why do you suddenly want to fall in love?"

"I'm already 21 years old and I've never been in a relationship. How embarrassing it would be to tell others about this?"

After she said this, she seemed to have thought of something, glanced at Wen Can, and said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that you're 27 and haven't been in a relationship yet."

"..." Wen Can choked, thought for a moment and asked again, "If I reject you, will you look for someone else?"

"It's not that urgent." Ye Kong sat back and hugged her arm again, "After all, apart from you, there is no other suitable candidate for the time being."

“Why am I the right person?”

"Because you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen, but most importantly, you have experience."

"You just said I've never been in love."

"It's not the experience of falling in love, it's the experience of being liked by others." Ye Kong turned his head to look at him, "As far as I know, there are many people in this city who like you. Since so many beautiful young ladies like you, it means that you should be a man who is very worthy of being liked."

"..." Wen Can suddenly turned on the computer, tapped the keyboard a few times, and turned the screen to Ye Kong.

Ye Kong looked at it in confusion.

This is news that just came out today.

A popular young actor who has been frequently seen in major business districts for a long time was found to be dating eight women at the same time, three of whom were his fans.

Because the evidence provided by the paparazzi is conclusive, all the news about him is trending on the hot searches now.

Some fans were howling and screaming in disbelief of the facts, while others had already quit being fans and were cursing even more fiercely than passers-by. At the same time, many other seemingly true black materials were dug up, and the hot searches were extremely lively.

Ye Kong didn't understand Wen Can's intention of showing this to him, so he turned to look at him.

"We hired him as a spokesperson for a product under our company. When we were doing background checks, all the information we collected was positive."

Wen Can said slowly: "He has been a sunny and cheerful person since his debut. He has a good reputation online. He often does charity work, works hard, and is even a feminist. He respects women very much, so many people like him. He has thousands, even millions, of fans."

He tapped on the computer: "Now? Do you think he is a likable person?"

"Are you trying to say that even if a lot of people like you, it doesn't prove that you are someone worth liking?"

Ye Kong looked at him and said, "But how can you compare with a star? Stars are a special profession. They wear masks to show themselves to the public. What fans see can't be the real him."

"Then how do you know I'm not wearing a mask?"

"No, I know you're wearing a mask."

Ye Kong said, suddenly leaning closer, "But I think I can see through your mask, just like now, although you look calm..."

She stared into Wen Can's eyes, suddenly raised her hand, and slowly pressed her palm on Wen Can's chest: "But your heart is beating very fast."

"..."

That's where the heart is.

With only a layer of shirt between them, the girl's palms and five fingers were firmly pressed there.

So the heartbeat under the shirt and under the flesh was transmitted to her palm almost without any obstruction.

Wen Can leaned back in his chair, his expression unchanged. He only looked at the girl with his eyelids slightly drooped and said, "Your hearing is very good."

As he spoke, he grabbed Ye Kong's wrist and tried to take her hand away.

But Ye Kong struggled a bit, then stubbornly pressed his chest harder and moved closer.

It's almost like a kissing posture.

In order to avoid her face, Wen Can had to lean closer against the back of the chair and hold her wrist more tightly.

"What?" His voice was a little tense.

"It's jumping faster...why?"

Ye Kong felt the heartbeat under his palm, murmured, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

"Do you like me?"