Socially awkward person transmigrates into a villain, and he's going crazy for romance reality

Chapter 455 Ethnic Costumes? (Revised)

"Say yes? Okay? Little Flying Flag? Boyfriend?" Jia Mingchuan was shameless and planned to use all his persuasion skills to get her to agree.

Su Ziqian lowered his head and bit Jia Mingchuan's shoulder before slowly asking, "Tell me, how small is your wish?"

Jia Mingchuan: "I'll buy you a set of ethnic clothing, you can wear it, and I want to take pictures of you."

That's it? Su Ziqian incredulously broke free from Jia Mingchuan's embrace. "I was hoping you'd make some unexpected wish... Can't you be a little more mature?"

Jia Mingchuan's voice was still a little nasal as he tried to tear off the blood-stained tissue and explain to Ziqian.

Su Ziqian: "Don't move."

Jia Mingchuan: "But he can't speak clearly, and his voice is nasal. And he's not handsome..."

He turned his head to the side, his ears turning red, which made Su Ziqian really want to tease him.

"Handsome, this is the most handsome," Su Ziqian said very casually.

Jia Mingchuan: "I don't believe you, so please promise me you'll let me take a picture, okay? I've taken pictures of so many landscapes and so many people, but I have so few pictures of you. I only have pictures from when we were together in high school..."

Su Ziqian raised an eyebrow: "Ethnic costumes? You don't mean the kind that exposes the waist, is barefoot, and requires wearing a silver headdress, do you?"

Jia Mingchuan was shocked upon hearing this, "How did you guess that?"

Su Ziqian: "..." Then please stop staring at my waist.

"It's just wearing clothes and taking pictures, what's the big deal? Do you need to put on makeup?" Su Ziqian's lips curled up.

Jia Mingchuan: "No need for makeup. Ziqian has beautiful lips and teeth, and her eyebrows and eyes are very pretty. You would definitely look better than Bai Chongxuan in women's clothing!"

"Oh? You remember it quite clearly~" Su Ziqian looked at him with a deep gaze.

Jia Mingchuan immediately waved his hand: "No, no, no, it's not that I remember clearly, but that Wang Xinyang used Bai Chongxuan's cross-dressing photo as his profile picture. Wang Xinyang also likes to post it on his WeChat Moments from time to time, so it's hard not to see it."

Su Ziqian: "..." You really know how to play games.

"Who is the one, Bai Chongxuan or Wang Xinyang?" Su Ziqian was quite curious to know.

Jia Mingchuan: "I don't know, Wang Xinyang1?"

Su Ziqian shook his head: "I think Bai Chongxuan is more likely to be number 1."

Jia Mingchuan asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Su Ziqian: "I don't know either, maybe it's about creating a contrast?"

"You seem to have forgotten that we were already together just now," Su Ziqian reminded him.

"I haven't forgotten, you already promised. So, is there anything you want to do now? I can help you achieve it, within my capabilities."

Su Ziqian rested his chin on his hand and looked at him.

"Yes, many things, such as hoping you can buy me my favorite flowers, run together in the morning, make my favorite breakfast... I won't waste a single minute or second with you."

Jia Mingchuan stared blankly at him, unsure how to describe his feelings. Was he overjoyed, ecstatic, or did he want to burst into song? That would be too childish, none of those.

These words, like a confession, make even the air you breathe sweet.

He didn't know what to say at this moment to match Su Ziqian's simple yet romantic words.

“I want to have every second of you. What you said is something I can do easily. You can ask more of me…”

As Su Ziqian watched his face slowly turn as red as a shrimp, his heart felt as if it were being slowly squeezed by someone's hand, and his breathing became labored.

Jia Mingchuan was a bit dim-witted, but what could he do when this person was his precious treasure?

"Okay, then come here."

Jia Mingchuan moved closer to him.

Su Ziqian looked up and kissed him on the cheek. "A reward."

After he finished speaking, Chuan's face turned even redder.