Zhuang Nainai jumped on the carpet twice. Except for the slight soreness in her ankle, it really didn't hurt at all. Then she looked at the clock hanging on the wall.
It's already eight o'clock in the evening!
Thinking of Si Jingyu and Shi Jinyan downstairs, Zhuang Nainai hurriedly said, "Sister and brother-in-law..."
"I let them eat first." Si Zhengting responded coldly.
He put the massage oil away and then walked to the bathroom to wash his hands.
Zhuang Nainai felt sorry for herself, so she followed him and stood at the door of the bathroom, "Is it really okay if we... don't eat with them?"
It seems that Si Zhengting left suddenly just now, not because he was angry because he didn't tell him the truth, but because he wanted to go downstairs and tell them
Is he doing this to prevent himself from being embarrassed
Si Zhengting washed his hands very carefully, his eyes seemed to be fixed on his fingers, but out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the person at the door through the mirror.
After seeing her swaying, his eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, and then he said calmly: "How can I accompany you when you look like this?"
Hard-spoken but soft-hearted!
Zhuang Nainai curled her lips and looked at him with a coquettish smile.
Si Zhengting simply couldn't stand her gaze, so he wiped his hands before walking out, "Crying sometimes, laughing sometimes, do you think you are a three-year-old child?"
The scolding tone was unknowingly filled with intimacy.
Zhuang Nainai took his arm and licked her face in a flattering manner and said, "I won't do this next time."
Si Zhengting still had a tense expression on his face, but he slowed down as he walked to the bedroom because he was concerned about someone's feet. When he reached the bed, he sat down, picked up the landline and called downstairs, and the call was connected. He simply said, "Send it up."
Zhuang Nainai was wondering what he wanted to bring up, and saw Si Zhengting pointing at the bed to her.
Zhuang Nainai blinked his eyes and wanted to say something, but seeing the look on his face that he couldn't refuse, he didn't say anything. He walked over obediently, lay down on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and leaned against the head of the bed, under the quilt. , but his hands covered his stomach.
At noon, because I had been worried about who this person TZ was, I didn’t eat much. Now I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back!
When I was complaining in my mind that this man was too domineering and authoritarian, I heard a knock on the door.
Si Zhengting stood up and walked over.
Because at home, Si Zhengting dressed more casually, a white shirt and a pair of black trousers, but this outfit still could not hide the nobility of his body.
When the door opens, a scent of aroma hits your face.
Zhuang Nainai's eyes suddenly lit up, and she craned her neck to look at the door.
Smells like chicken noodle soup
While he was guessing, he saw Si Zhengting coming over with a bowl of steaming noodles. He first put it on the coffee table, then took a small table and propped it up on the bed, and then brought the noodles over.
Zhuang Nainai:…
Such a thoughtful gesture, such meticulous tenderness, made her a little uncomfortable.
But when Si Zhengting put the chopsticks in her hand, she lowered her head and shook it. The hard feeling of the chopsticks in her hand made her sure that she was not dreaming.
The tip of Zhuang Nainai's nose felt sour for a moment, and she felt the urge to cry again. She immediately lowered her head, concealed her emotions, picked up the noodles, and ate them quickly.
And just then.
"Gu Gu..." Suddenly, a strange voice came out.
(End of chapter)