Darling, Don't Get Rid of Me novel Chapter 114

After getting out of the elevator, Harriet threw the garbage into the classified dustbin, but Len felt strange and said, "Why do you throw them away? They are quite new."

Harriet looked at Len, “Why? Do you want the garbage?”

“NO! I just think you might be able to keep these as souvenirs.” Len's ears were blushing, and he looked like an innocent college student who had never been flirted.

The men around Harriet were always open and talkative due to the environment in the entertainment industry. Although Wesley Smith looked indifferent, he was still very good at flirting.

After graduation, it was the first time she met a shy man like Len, and couldn't help flirting with him.

"There is absolutely no need to keep souvenirs. It will only make me depressed." Harriet said, squinting at him, with a slightly teasing tone, "You have so experienced, so do you keep things of your ex-girlfriend?"

Len’s face became even more red, "I...I haven't had a girlfriend yet."

Harriet felt a little unbelievable, and let out a laugh.

Len looked at her inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Mr. Davis is so easy to be shy, and ordinary girls definitely can't resist your temptation. How cute you are!"

Harriet's casual teasing made Len's face burning, and the words in his mouth began to hesitate, "Men shouldn't be described as 'cute', right?"

"Why not? If a woman thinks you are cute from the bottom of her heart, then you are very important. This is more special than describing a man handsome, chic, or cool."

He had a dry cough, followed her for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to ask, "According to what you said, am I special to you?"

Harriet pressed the elevator switch and replied smoothly, "Yes, I have never seen a man who is as easily shy as you."

She also had never seen a man so weak and thin.

Len touched his nose embarrassedly, and continued to ask, "By the way, your new movie is going to be released, right?"

"Yes, it seems you are quite concerned about me."

They talked and laughed all the way, and went back upstairs. But Harriet noticed that Len wanted to say something but stopped, so she simply asked him, "Do you have anything to say? You said we are neighbors. If you have any comments, please feel free to tell me"

"It's not a comment." Len quickly corrected, "I... I just want to have your signature, is that okay?"

Harriet was stunned, "Are you a fan of mine?"

Len pursed his lips and lowered his head in embarrassment, "Yeah... I should tell you earlier."

It suddenly dawned on Harriet and she said with a smile, "No wonder your rent is so low. I thought it was just good luck, but it turned out to be something else."

At the same time, she quickly reached out her hand, "Where is the pen? Where do you want me to sign?"

Len was flattered, turning around to open the door, and said, "Wait a minute, I will be back soon."

Harriet couldn't help laughing when she saw this man was not proficient in chasing celebrities. When Len came out with a pretty poster of hers, Harriet was even more surprised, and sign her name on it, holding back a laugh.

"Miss Harriet, don't worry, I won't never reveal your home address." Len said solemnly, as if swearing, "Although I am a big fan of you, I will definitely not do anything to harass you. Please don't move away."