Soft and beautiful, like the willow catkins floating in the spring, gently swaying, creating circles of ripples of varying depths in the lake of the heart. From then until now, it has never dissipated.
The bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. He came back to his senses and looked sideways, only to see her coming out of the room holding a set of clothes.
The hair that had been messy just now was now neatly tied up and pinned behind the head, revealing a section of snow-white neck.
Compared to before, she now looks more plain, natural and sexy.
Tang Yi narrowed his eyes and his gaze rested on her, burning and deep.
Zhao Chuning clearly felt his gaze, but pretended not to know it. He quickly walked into the bathroom and locked the door, feeling annoyed.
so terrible!
This house is too small and there is no bathroom in the bedroom, which is why it is so embarrassing. I shouldn't have let him in!
Tang Yi originally wanted to read a fairy tale book, thinking about how to make the little girl happy next time. However, the sound of water splashing in the bathroom completely ruined his mood.
This book was opened and thrown away. Then another book was opened and soon abandoned again.
Restless mind.
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After taking a shower and getting rid of the coldness in his body, Zhao Chuning changed into clean clothes and felt much more comfortable.
I wonder if Tang Yi has left now.
He asked about the child, but it seemed that there was no need to keep him.
She was thinking randomly, wiping her wet hair with a towel in one hand, and opening the bathroom door with the other hand to walk out. She almost bumped into a figure standing at the door. She came back to her senses and subconsciously stepped back.
Tang Yi was quick-witted and pulled her back by her wrist. She didn't go back to the bathroom, but was pulled by him and bumped into his strong chest.
The atmosphere was really ambiguous. Zhao Chuning's breathing became slightly unstable, but he stared at him with forced calmness, "Are you standing here waiting for me to come out and ambush me?"
Tang Yi smiled and lowered his voice, "What can you do in an ambush?"
The way he smiled was so good-looking that it was a little bit against the rules. Zhao Chuning felt that it was very dangerous. She calmed down, took a step back, and reminded him, "Mr. Tang, it's getting late."
"It's late." He closed the bathroom door behind him with one hand, his hand still on the door handle. He immediately trapped her between his chest and the door handle. His eyes were filled with suggestive charm, and his voice was hoarse, like a feather tickling her heart. "I'm hungry. What do you think we should do?"
As he spoke, he lifted her chin with his other hand and looked at her with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to strip her naked.
This guy!
Zhao Chuning pushed him away and said, "Go away. I want to go back to the hospital."
As if to prove her words, she didn't even care about her wet hair, grabbed her bag and keys and prepared to leave. However, she took just one step and was hugged by Tang Yi from behind.
He pressed his body tightly against her.
"Tang Yi..." Zhao Chuning was a little annoyed, and her breath was a little unstable. She tried hard to pry his hand away.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Yi's ambiguous voice sounded in her ears.
She glanced sideways, and Tang Yi suddenly opened his lips and bit her earlobe, "I didn't eat anything in order to come to you. Now I'm really hungry. You have to be responsible for feeding me."
She was embarrassed.
I just think too much.
"I didn't ask you to come to me." She muttered and continued to pry his hands apart.
Tang Yi grabbed her hand and said, "If you move again, I will really have other ideas."
His palms were burning hot, and her palms felt like they were on fire, burning every finger.
Tang Yi also turned his head slightly, and the two of them were unusually close. His hot breath swept her long hair. His kiss suddenly passed under her earlobe and plundered her delicate white earlobe. His kiss was not urgent, but rather soothing and gentle. The more this happened, the easier it was to fall in love with her.
Zhao Chuning was provoked by him and was trembling all over. His body became weak and he could hardly stand.
But in the end, she grabbed a trace of reason and turned away from his kiss.
"I'll go cook noodles for you now!" She gave up again, took a few steps back and stood far away.
"Is it just noodles?" He didn't look disappointed.
"... I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is anything else." Zhao Chuning threw down his bag and went to the kitchen.
Tang Yi did not chase after him. However, this was an open kitchen. Standing outside, he could see everything inside clearly.
Zhao Chuning tried to ignore Tang Yi's gaze and tied on her apron. Fortunately, there were a lot of dishes in the kitchen. Before chasing Mimi tonight, the old lady had almost finished cooking dinner, and now Zhao Chuning only needed to heat up the dishes.
She hadn't had dinner either and was hungry now.
Tang Yi stood outside, watching Zhao Chuning, who was wearing an apron and walking around in the kitchen. The distracted look on his face had completely subsided, leaving only a hint of deep thought.
Zhao Chuning could feel his gaze without looking up. She tried to ignore it, but Tang Yi asked quietly outside: "Have you ever cooked for that man?"
"who?"
Tang Yi didn't want to mention that person's name, but he still uttered two words, "Cheng Zheng."
Zhao Chuning told the truth, "No."
Tang Yi looked much better after hearing this answer. He crossed his arms, leaned lazily against the wall and spoke to her, "You've never cooked for me before."
"I didn't know how to cook before, but I learned it later."
Tang Yi nodded, as if he understood. He suddenly sighed: "In this life, you are the only woman who has ever cooked for me."
Zhao Chuning raised her head and looked at him. The desolation on his face had not yet subsided, but she took it all in.
He looked away uncomfortably.
She subconsciously recalled what Mo Liangyan had told her about his parents that day—
"Didn't your mother ever cook for you?"
"I don't want to mention her." Tang Yi's voice was cold and depressing.
"Even if she really never cooked for you, what about your maid? She must have cooked for you."
“That’s paid employment.”
"So... there isn't even a single woman who cooks for you with real love?" Zhao Chuning deliberately expressed the same expression.
Tang Yi looked unhappy, "You don't have to repeat yourself."
She deliberately annoyed him, and said in a boastful tone, "Although I don't have money, I have more people who cook for me with their heart than you do."
"I think it's better for you to feed me in other ways. At least, this mouth has no time to talk except for moaning." After Tang Yi finished speaking, he strode over and pushed the door open.
He moved so fast that Zhao Chuning didn't have time to dodge, and he picked him up and put him on the glass platform.
The pride she had just shown was completely gone. She still held the spatula in her hand and glared at him, "I'm the only one who is willing to cook for you without charging you money. Can't you cherish me and not bully me? Will that make you lose a piece of meat?"