Nine
The Gentleman→ ←
Rian felt someone poking her cheeks as she laid on the bed, curled into a ball after she had finished packing clothes that she needed. “Hmm.. 5 more minutes.” Rian mumbled, turning around to face the other side while the person chuckled, “5 more minutes?” Lay asked, “Then I guess we'll have camera-man taking pictures in our wedding day.” He added, making Rian opening her eyes and straightening her clothes and hair.
“I'm ready!”
Lay laughed as he pulled the Rian's suitcase down the stairs and to his car that was already switched on and ready to be used. “Gosh, woman. How many clothes did you bring?” Lay asked, “We're only going to be there for at least 2 days.” Lay added while Rian laughed, “Well, I dress to impress.” Rian explained while Lay smirked, “Me?” He asked, making Rian frowned, “No.. someone nicer and better than you.” Rian replied, making Lay pout and ignored her.
“Are you not going to talk to me?” Rian asked while Lay walked past her inside the rest-stop to get some food for the rest of the ride. Lay fought with his mouth fighting to not say a word to Rian who followed him around as he bought some chips and drinks, he bit on his lips as he wanted to say some remark about Rian following him like a lost puppy. He was hurt, of course – He got the nickname 'Gentleman' from China as his heart was soft and made of gold because he had always open the door for someone who was busy, holding loads of paper and he let the ladies goes
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