Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart - Chapter 1265
1265 Resist The Strange Sensation
She knew very well that Lu Tingchen was not a scumbag.
Although they had never gotten along in the past, she had to admit that he was a man of virtue, which was rare for a son from a noble family. He did not have any problematic habits like other young noblemen did; in fact, he was an upright and responsible man.
However, because of the huge difference in their status, her first reaction when hearing him say something like that out of the blue was that – he was just toying with her.
“Please don’t say things like that anymore, my lord.” Chu Jiu lowered her head and tried to move past him, but once again, he tightened his hold on her wrist and gazed at her earnestly with his coal-black eyes. “Chu Jiu, I’m not joking. I’m perfectly serious, and I’ve thought long and hard about it beforehand. I discussed this with my mother yesterday, and she’s going to write to my grandmother to ask her to handle our wedding arrangements.”
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Chu Jiu gaped at him in shock. “Why did you…”
Lu Tingchen’s expression softened. “We’ve known each other for quite a while. To be honest, I’m not someone who likes arguing with women, but since the moment I saw you beside Weiwei, I’ve been picking fights with you all the time. We’ve never gotten along, and Weiwei’s always been concerned about us.
Later, you moved into the palace with Weiwei, while I followed my father here. We never met each other during that long period, so I thought we’d never cross paths again. But when you appeared in the camp that day, something strange stirred in me. The first thing that came to my mind was, ‘This tomboy’s finally fallen into my hands!’ But I didn’t get to take my childish revenge on you, because Weiwei asked me to take care of you before she left. I pretended to resist, but deep inside, I was actually delighted. The night you fainted again, I heard you whining about the cold in your sleep, and for the first time, I felt protective toward you. Now, do you understand why?”
The more Chu Jiu listened to him, the more perplexed she felt.
When he mentioned her whining about the cold in her sleep, a sinking feeling formed in the pit of her stomach.
That night, she had had a strange dream.
She had been freezing as if she had fallen through ice, but soon, her body started to feel warm. Although she was in deep slumber, she could sense someone embracing her and dispelling the unending cold that enveloped her.
She had actually been aware of all that.
Given her personality, she should have mustered all her strength to open her eyes and beat that person to a pulp.
Instead, she yearned for that person’s warmth in her sleep and refused to wake up.
Now, knowing that Lu Tingchen was the person who had held her the entire night, she felt both conflicted and disconcerted.
Why did Lu Tingchen do that?
Hadn’t he always disliked her?
She stared at him in bewilderment.
Lu Tingchen’s hand slid down her wrist and wrapped itself around her slender fingers.
“I think I’ve already fallen in love with you since long ago, but I just didn’t realize it until now.” He leaned down and whispered in her ear.
The man’s breath tickled her ear, making her uncomfortable.
She instinctively flinched to resist the strange sensation.
“Since we’re both single, I think we’ll suit each other very well.” Lu Tingchen fixed her with an intent look.
Chu Jiu took a step back, avoiding his heated gaze.
After a long while, she finally raised her head and looked at him coldly. “We don’t suit each other at all.”
“How so?” Lu Tingchen frowned. He had not poured his heart out just to be rejected with a statement like that.
“First of all, the difference in our status is just too big. Second, what makes you think I’ll marry you just because you want to marry me?” Chu Jiu wrinkled her brow, feeling a little conflicted inside because of Lu Tingchen’s words.
She could not deny that Lu Tingchen’s confession had stirred her heart.
However, she had her own reasons to stick to.
Besides, she was already considered an old maid at her age.
