Qi Si slowly and calmly lifted his lips, his eyes moving on her face, "I don't like you keeping things in your heart, which makes us all feel uncomfortable. It's childish to get drunk at night without contacting the National People's Congress. I will control it.
If I can’t stop worrying about you, I will also get angry. Don’t do this again.”
He was so tall that Luo Yan had to raise her head to see his expression clearly. His nose was straight and his handsome eyebrows were deep and dark. He seemed to be really unhappy.
"You don't have to leave. I'm going to sleep in the guest bedroom so I won't disturb your rest."
The man's figure disappeared from the room, and Luo Yan stood still. He felt that the dizziness was no longer so severe, but there was a tightness in his chest.
After sniffing, she slowly climbed onto the bed, tossing and turning, calming down from the earlier fuss and irritability, and all she could think of was Qi Si's cold face.
He had never looked at her with such cold eyes before.
Qi Si smoked a cigarette on the balcony, but Ye Feng actually smoked more than he did.
He was reflecting on whether he had gone too far just now. Luo Yan was six years younger than him. She was not a sage, and there was no completely rational person. Occasional tempers at this age were normal, and he should not argue with her.
But it is a very bad behavior to behave like that after drinking in a bar and not be able to contact anyone when you go home. If you don't teach her a lesson this time, a similar situation will inevitably happen next time.
He was determined to get rid of her bad habit.
The next day, Luo Yan went downstairs and saw a man reading a financial magazine bathed in the morning light. His cold white shirt seemed to reflect the light. It was obviously the color of sunlight, but on him he looked distant and cold, and his eyebrows were also stern.
Sitting down at the dining table, Aunt Zhou served breakfast.
After eating a poached egg, Luo Yan found that only she had a soup bowl in front of her, not Qi Si's. She lowered her head and took a sip. It was soup she had never tasted before.
"Aunt Zhou, this soup..."
"Oh, the old lady ordered me to make tonic soup for the young madam every day from now on. Don't worry, they are all mild tonic ingredients, and they can be used to condition the body step by step, so that you can conceive children easily in the future."
"Ahem -" Luo Yan accidentally choked on the soup, and before Luo Yan could take out the paper, the other hand handed him a tissue.
"Drink slowly." The man's voice had a seductive and deep quality in the early morning.
"Thanks."
Qi Si glanced at her and continued eating breakfast.
The driver was already waiting outside the door. Before leaving, Qi Si soaked wolfberry and took a thermos cup out.
Luo Yan looked away from the door. She used to brew it for him, but today he didn't bother her.
She also went to work half an hour after Qi Si left.
She came back early in the afternoon, and Qi Si arrived home just before dinner.
He put the brown paper bag in his hand on the dining table in front of Luo Yan, "Yu Ji Baozi."
Luo Yan glanced at it and said, "Thank you."
The dinner was very quiet. Qi Si seemed to have something to do, so after eating, he went to the study.
After watching TV in the living room for a while, she felt bored. Luo Yan took Little Milk to the rose garden. The autumn wind outside was a bit cool, and the beautiful garden in the past seemed to be less attractive. She sat on the bench for a while.
I brought the little milk home again.
When I walked in, Aunt Zhou happened to come out from the kitchen with soup, "Madam, you're here just in time. Please bring this soup to the young master for me. I'm still making something in the kitchen."
"What's this?"
"It's also some nourishing soup, but this is the eldest son's. The young lady's is still being made. You can come down and drink it later."
"He also wants to make up for it?"
Aunt Zhou smiled, "Men also need to take supplements, but since I was a child, I have a good constitution and don't need too many medicinal materials. They are simple supplements and will not be overdone."
"How about you bring it up to him? I, I want to give Little Milk a bath."
"Just leave this kind of thing to the people below. If you don't bother young madam, bring the soup up and I'll ask someone to give Little Milk a bath right away."
In the end, Luo Yan took it, slowly went upstairs, and knocked on Qi Si's study door.
"Enter."
She opened the door and took a look. Qi Si was wearing a Bluetooth headset and seemed to be in a meeting.
Putting the soup on the table, Luo Yan said with lip language: "Aunt Zhou made it for you."
Glancing at the bowl of soup, Qi Si nodded, "Thank you."
Two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his sexy collarbone and his resolute and serious face. Seeing that he was busy, Luo Yan exited the study.
She went to the gym and jogged three kilometers, then returned to the master bedroom to take a shower and go to bed. She was still awake at eleven o'clock in the evening. Although her eyes were looking at her phone, her ears were carefully picking up the sounds outside.
He seemed to have come out of the study. There was a sound of footsteps and then he pushed open the guest bedroom door, and then the corridor became quiet.
Luo Yan pursed her lips, turned off the bedside lamp and mobile phone, and pulled the quilt to sleep.
Today, she finds that her initial frustration has almost disappeared, replaced by another emotion - grievance.
The focus also became, why didn't he come to coax her.
Have you lost your patience after being coaxed once?
In the past, he would look at her with gentle eyes, give her good morning and night kisses, and would immediately comfort her when she was in a mood.
But this time he seemed to be having a cold war with her. She was indeed willful last night, which was wrong, but...
But what?
Does he have to follow her little temper?
Luo Yan stared at the ceiling blankly, with two villains in her heart arguing with each other.
Maybe it's the time when everyone is tired. It's normal for him to be angry when she didn't go back so late last night, and he can't always be the one taking care of her emotions.
However, it was clear that he was the one who wanted to marry her by means of tricks. He was still so many years older than her, and he was not a particularly unreasonable person. Did he lose his patience after such a small incident?
When she is well-behaved and obedient, he treats her gently, but doesn't he want to deal with her occasional rebelliousness?
Sure enough, men don't cherish them once they get them.
Shaking her head vigorously to get rid of the messy thoughts, she forced herself not to think about him and concentrate on sleeping.
In the next few days, the two of them got along politely and distantly, as if they were not getting married in a free love relationship, but like a marriage on TV.