The Queen They Buried

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Chapter 428

She’d gotten up at the crack of dawn to wash and style her hair. After all, it’s said that the highest courtesy for a girl meeting someone is to show up with freshly washed hair. She had to admit, there was some truth to that.

Aubree’s makeup was light. She was a classic natural beauty, her delicate features striking even without any help. With just a touch of light makeup, her face looked even more refined.

She tilted her head up to gaze at Bowen, who lowered his head slightly, sunlight filtering through the leaves and scattering little flecks of gold across her face. Her voice was soft and a little coy, with a playful, almost spoiled lilt that made his throat go dry. “I just got here,” he replied.

However, that wasn’t really the case. He’d had to politely turn down quite a few people who came up to ask for his phone number.

The group of girls watching from nearby got even more excited when Aubree showed up. It wasn’t that they recognized either of them, but seeing such a gorgeous guy and a stunning girl together was just pure eye candy.

Someone even snapped a photo of Bowen and Aubree and posted it online, and the shot actually blew up a bit on social media.

“Let’s go

then. The exhibition is about to start, Aubree said.

“Okay,” Bowen replied.

ten–minute walk away. As they walked side by side, Bowen glanced at Aubree, who had braided her hair today and wore a white dress with sandals, giving off a fresh, youthful

the way Bowen was dressed, they looked like a

side. After a moment’s hesitation, his fingers brushed lightly against hers, skin touching skin. When she didn’t react, he raised

hand in his

the surface, he looked cool and unbothered, but

But on this official date today, walking side by side like this… the feeling was hard to put into words. It was almost refreshingly innocent. Every time he wanted to do something,

felt like a clueless teenage boy, suddenly all flustered

move, took charge instead. Her fingers twitched, brushed against his warm, dry palm. Then, she flipped her hand to

honestly felt a tingling rush all the way up his

“Who knew that just holding hands in

his body was focused right where their hands met. It was nothing like any of the other intimate moments

movement of her fingers, just a gentle brush, sent a tingling

into the cool, air–conditioned exhibition hall that some of that restless energy

together, trying not to laugh. She never expected Bowen to have

exhibition wasn’t large, so when they finished walking through it, it

today were just like any regular