335 So childish. So adorable. So lovely. (1/2)

”Are you sure you want to stay here? Why don't you want to stay at my place?” he asked for the tenth time. He did not want her to go back to her place, preferring for her to be at his place instead. Weren't they already back together? So, shouldn't they live together under one roof now?

”Hmm…” she reached for her bag and took out her house key. She did not want to waste time in front of her house searching for the key. And it always at the bottom of the bag each time. She smiled as she fished out the key.

”Do you want me to accompany you? It must be lonely up there alone,” he asked, still not giving up.

”Oh, shut up,” she muttered and opened the door. She turned to look at him, chuckling seeing the pout on his handsome face. Why was he being so childish suddenly? It did not match with his career as a popular singer and a successful businessman.

”You should go and work on whatever you should work on,” she said with a twitch of her lips. She tried not to laugh at his funny expression.

”I still think it is better for me to accompany you,” he mumbled.

”You…” she leaned into the car and cupped his face with her hands. Then, without a warning, she kissed his lips gently. Her hand caressed his nape gently as she pulled back her lips from his. She smiled.

”Behave yourself, babe. I'll see you tomorrow?”

He blinked for a few times. Did they… did they just kiss? She actually kissed him?

He wanted to continue back the kiss but she already pulled herself from him. She straightened up and grinned. ”Bye, babe.”

Without waiting for his response, she closed the door and went up to the elevator, giggling. She was happy to see his shocked face. She was also happy to see he was working hard to get back to her. And he was so patient with her, unlike the time when he always jealous of everyone and everything. It drove her nuts when he tried to control her and when she refused to follow his orders, they would argue. She hated their arguments a lot. It gave her so much stress she felt like ending her life.

Her phone rang when she just stepped out of the elevator. She looked at the screen and chuckled to see his name.

”What is it?” she asked.

”I forgot to say something,” he said.

”What is it?” she frowned. Did they forget something? Did she leave something in the car? Should she go down?

She turned and prepared to do so.

”I love you.” And he ended the call without waiting for her reply.

It was her turn to blink her eyes a few times in a shock. She lowered the phone from her ear and looked at the screen. It showed the call has ended. The call did not last for five minutes before he hung up.