NOVPUBChapter 907: Chapter 907: A Bit Thoughtless_1 Chapter 907: Chapter 907: A Bit Thoughtless_1 She had had a look at Lyke Zhekova’s looks before.
But at that time, it was little more than a fleeting glimpse.
Especially when she just arrived at the competition site and accidentally splashed snacks on Lyke Zhekova’s face.
In such a hurry, she was too embarrassed.
How could Peggy Lewis have the time to take a good look at Lyke Zhekova’s face?
Besides, under such circumstances, she wouldn’t dare.
Now, Lyke Zhekova insisted she take a good look at his face.
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Peggy Lewis finally had a good enough reason to look openly at Lyke Zhekova, without fear of embarrassment.
Nor did she fear being talked about.
Even though it was dark inside the car.
But there were lights on both sides, along with the illumination from the office buildings.
Although it wasn’t as clear as in the light, Peggy Lewis’s vision was not affected at all.
Peggy Lewis could still see Lyke Zhekova clearly.
Moreover, because of the alternating light and shadows, Lyke Zhekova’s features were even more prominent.
There was only a faint trace of smile lines at the corners of his eyes.
He didn’t know if it was because of the night light, but his gaze was surprisingly soft, as if it contained a faint trace of a smile.
It was completely different from what she saw during the daytime.
Even the corners of his mouth tilted upward with a hint of a smile.
There was a barely perceptible curve to his lips.
Peggy Lewis was drawn in by this curve, wanting to see clearly whether she was hallucinating.
Or whether he was really smiling.
Lyke Zhekova’s smile was really too unnoticeable.
Peggy Lewis couldn’t help but stare, trying to determine whether he was indeed smiling or not.
Her gaze unintentionally fixated on the corner of his lips.
The more she looked at it, it looked like a hook, hanging there.
The corner of Lyke Zhekova’s mouth, it seemed…
indeed…
there was a slight curve.
He was smiling, wasn’t he!
“What’s up?” Lyke Zhekova saw that Peggy Lewis was spacing out.
He followed her gaze, and it seemed like she was looking at his…
lips?
Lyke Zhekova wasn’t so sure, but the more he gazed at her, the more he thought that was where she was looking.
Especially the corners of his lips, which were getting warm.
Lyke Zhekova didn’t know what was wrong with him, his lips felt dry and uncomfortable.
He wanted to moisten them.
Lyke Zhekova’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he instinctively licked his lips.
Then he thought that the heater in the car might be too high.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
Lyke Zhekova’s “What’s up?” was soft and hoarse.
It seemed like it was about to melt in the cozy warmth of the car.
And right after he said that, he licked his lips.
This was killing her!
Peggy Lewis’s face suddenly went hot.
Thankfully, it was dark in the car, so even if her face was blushing, he probably couldn’t see it, right?
Peggy Lewis quickly averted her gaze and inwardly berated herself.
Even though she was definitely a sucker for good looks.
She really loved looking at good-looking people.
From the time she was a kid watching stars on TV, she liked the good-looking ones.
Even when she grew up, although she did not, like fangirls, chase stars relentlessly.
Like going to the airport to see off stars, making signs to support them at their events, or crunching their statistics on Facebook.
After all, she was a white-collar worker, really busy with work, and truly did not have that much time to do these things.
But she was an earnest fan of her steamed buns.
Whenever her steamed buns got an endorsement deal, she always supported them.
Peggy Lewis was definitely someone who could spend money for good looks.
She knew herself all too well.
That’s why she berated herself so harshly in her mind.
It was one thing to fawn over the looks of her steamed buns, but how could she have inappropriate thoughts about Lyke Zhekova?
This was really wrong.
She can’t just have ideas about someone because he’s good-looking!
That’s not realistic!
Lyke Zhekova, at his age without being married.
Either he has really high standards, or he’s a bachelor by choice.
Or…
he’s gay!
Putting her heart into a man like Lyke Zhekova would lead to no result.
Peggy Lewis knew herself well.
She had already thought it over.
Considering how serious of a beauty junky she was, finding someone with just ordinary looks to marry probably wasn’t possible.
Peggy Lewis couldn’t even imagine how she could live happily every day seeing an ordinary-looking or even ugly person.
Seeing him as soon as she opened her eyes and when she came home from work.
And even when they’re…
you know…
Peggy Lewis thought she must find someone good-looking enough for her to accept.
Peggy Lewis was not saying that she wanted to find someone who is widely considered good-looking.
As long as she thought the person looked good.
Just like her steamed buns, she thought they were good-looking, but her mother didn’t.
So, aesthetics is a very personal thing.
But if the person she thought was handsome didn’t like her, she wouldn’t force it.
She could just stay single, chase her steamed buns, fawn over the stars, spend money on them.
That was fine too.
The important thing was that she was happy.
She worked so hard to earn money so that she could pamper herself.
In case she could one day find a handsome guy, that was possible too!
All these things could potentially happen.
But as for Lyke Zhekova, that was absolutely impossible.
So, this unrealistic thought, Peggy Lewis immediately cut it off.
Since it was all about looking at faces she can’t have, she might as well look at her steamed buns.
After all, they were far away and she could never touch them, she would never have unrealistic fantasies.
At this point, the traffic light turned green.
Lyke Zhekova could no longer insist on Peggy Lewis looking at his face.
He had to focus on driving first.
But he didn’t forget to ask: “You saw everything clearly, right?”
“What?” Peggy Lewis didn’t react in time.
She found Lyke Zhekova’s words a bit confusing.
Lyke Zhekova then said: “My face, did you see it clearly?”
“Got it,” Peggy Lewis nodded.
“Can you call this face, Uncle?” Lyke Zhekova asked.
Peggy Lewis: “…”
She really couldn’t say it.
However, calling him Fourth Uncle seemed different from calling him Uncle.
Nevertheless, Peggy Lewis didn’t explain this in great detail.
“Hmm?” Lyke Zhekova didn’t know what came over him, suddenly flirting with her with a “huh”.
Peggy Lewis startled and decided to go along with him: “No, absolutely not!”
Lyke Zhekova nodded contentedly, emphasizing once more: “So, as I said, there’s only a ten-year age difference between us, it’s not that big.”
Peggy Lewis didn’t think much about what she was saying at the time.
“It’s a bit strange though!
Now, I’m 27 and you’re 37, it seems like there isn’t that big of an age difference between us” Peggy Lewis said.
Lyke Zhekova nodded in agreement: “I think so too.”
Who knew, Peggy Lewis was not finished.
Right after Lyke Zhekova expressed his agreement, he heard Peggy Lewis say: “But if we go back a bit, when you were in college, I was just starting primary school.”
