Li Jingting did not come back tonight, and Ye Pianran didn't care much. He ate on his own and then prepared to go upstairs to go to bed.

As soon as I raised my legs and walked up the stairs, I saw Aunt An walking forward tremblingly again.

"Mrs.... It's getting late, and the young master hasn't come back yet. Do you want to call him to ask him if he will come back tonight? I can ask the kitchen to prepare food for him."

Ye Pianran lowered his head, looked at her with a slight hint of her lips.

"He won't be back tonight, so the kitchen doesn't have to prepare his meals."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp sound of parking suddenly sounded outside the door. Ye Pianran's long eyelashes moved, but there was still no expression on his face.

However, Aunt An seemed to let out a long sigh, and said to Ye Pianran with a smile: "It must be the young master who is back."

Ye Pianran pursed his lips, and then he saw Li Jingting, who had already changed into a dark red suit, coming in from outside the door.

Still handsome and elegant.

"Young Master, are you back?" Aunt An quickly stepped forward and said with a smile. "Young Master, have you had dinner? Do you need me to let the kitchen prepare?"

"Well." Li Jingting coldly issued a monosyllable.

After receiving the reply, Aunt An immediately turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Ye Pianran stood by the stairs for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze and turned around to the stairs.

Just as I took a step, my wrist was inexplicably grabbed.

She frowned and turned around, and saw Li Jingting staring at her with a frown.

"Is there anything wrong?" She picked up the end of her eyes, making the fox eyes even more charming.

"Who will let you go upstairs?"

He was very close to her, so close that she could clearly smell the pungent perfume smell coming from him.

According to her understanding of perfume, the smell of this perfume must not be used by Li Jingting.

That is to say...

This is what someone else rubs against him.

His heart tightened slightly, and Ye Pianran curled a sneer on the corner of his lips, and he directly spread the hand that was holding his wrist with force.

"It's my freedom to go upstairs, you probably don't have to worry about this!"

Li Jingting snorted coldly, and directly held her hand and dragged her to the dining table without hesitation.

He turned around and handed the soup bowl in front of her, and said arrogantly: "Supply the soup for me!"

Ye Pianran lowered his eyes and looked at the soup bowl he handed over, straightened his back and didn't reach out to receive it.

Li Jingting didn't let go, and kept holding it up, and the two of them were confronting each other.

Aunt An, who was beside her, subconsciously interrupted when she saw this.

"Young Master, why don't I... let me serve you!"

Li Jingting turned his head and looked at her coldly with black eyes.

Aunt An immediately took her hand back.

Ye Pianran's eyebrows moved, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the soup bowl, bent down and picked up the spoon in front of him.

She was wearing a white home clothes with a V-neck. She bent down like this and opened the collar, and the scenery inside was almost completely visible.

Li Jingting's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, only to feel that a trace of evil fire rose somewhere inexplicably.

But Ye Pianran's slender five fingers were already approaching him with a bowl full of soup. He was about to reach out to pick it up, but he saw that the bowl that was supposed to have fallen steadily in front of him suddenly changed its tracks, tilted a little, and the soup sprinkled directly on his "somewhere"

Fortunately, the soup was warm and although it was not burnt, the fabric of the pants was wet and spread out into a small circle on it.

It looks so evil and evil.
Chapter completed!