Chapter 287
After saying that, Wanda’s face became even redder, like a ripe apple. She looked so cute that Carlisle wanted to plant a kiss on her face.
However, there were several passersby in the area. He didn’t mind it as he didn’t care about what people thought, but Wanda was easily prone to shyness.
“Shall we stroll along the river?”
“Okay!” Wanda flushed and nodded fervently.
Then, they walked hand in hand to the riverside.
Breaking the comfortable silence, Wanda suddenly asked, “Carlisle, what’re you going to perform at the bonfire party?”
“It’s a secret.”
“But…” Wanda pouted.
She suddenly recalled how Queenie acted cute in front of Zachary. It was obvious that Zachary liked it. Every time Queenie acted cute, Zachary would give in.
Later, Queenie explained to her, “Boys can’t resist girls who act cute.”
Should she act cute too? But she had never acted cute before!
Seeing that she was getting upset, Carlisle said with a smile, “The bonfire party is the day after tomorrow.
You’ll find out then.”
Wanda pouted again to express her dissatisfaction.
Girls were curious creatures.
The more he tried to hide it from her, the more she wanted to know.
After a moment of hesitation, Wanda halted her steps.
“What’s wrong?” Carlisle became nervous and wondered if she was really angry.
That song he would be performing was meant for Wanda, but he still wished to sing it to her during the
bonfire party.
“Please tell me…” Wanda tilted her head as she grabbed Carlisle’s arm with both hands and swayed it lightly. She was emitting soft, endearing sounds.
What the fuck? Was she acting cute?
Carlisle stared at Wanda in disbelief. He was thoroughly amused.
Feeling deathly ashamed, Wanda’s gaze dropped to the ground. She didn’t dare to look up at all, even her
neck was starting to turn red.
She couldn’t believe that she had made such sounds just now.
She sniffled. “I’m not talking to you anymore…”
Before Carlisle could react, Wanda had run away in shame.
“Wanda, don’t run. I’ll tell you.” Carlisle quickly caught up to her.
Wanda had put in so much effort to satisfy her curiosity. It wouldn’t be nice if he continued to hide it from
her.
The riverside was a long stretch, but there were only a few people around:
The night wind blew, carrying with it a slight fishy smell. The dim street lamps flickered intermittently.
Carlisle and Wanda walked hand in hand on the pavement. In the end, he told Wanda the song he was
going to perform.
“For Once‘? Whose song is that? Why haven’t I heard of it?” Wanda asked Carlisle with a confused look.
She could be considered a music enthusiast of sorts. She had an album collection of more than 20 popular artists at home. There were no popular songs that she had never heard of.
“You can
say it’s a song of my own making.” Carlisle touched his nose sheepishly and smiled.
In truth, the song would be released ten years later. That said, no one would know even if he said that it was his original work now.
“You can even write songs?”
