"Scoundrel!" You Tong was so angry that she wanted to curse, but she couldn't curse, so she had no choice but to throw out these two words. However, she felt that the force was too weak, so she couldn't help but push him.
"Why are you such a scoundrel, eh?!" Rong Yuchi still looked so scoundrel, with the corners of his lips slightly raised and the corners of his eyes smiling. Seeing her flushed and confused, he felt relieved.
You Tong averted his eyes, he couldn't say it, but he could always hide!
She turned around and walked randomly to other rooms. Because she had never been there before and didn't know the layout of the house, she randomly broke into a room and it turned out to be his bedroom!
The black kingsize bed was rolled with silver-edged sheets, like a demon on a moonlit night. He didn't even fold the quilt, it was piled in a mess!
When I looked again, I saw that the door of the closet next to me was half open. The clothes inside were in a mess, with several shirts on the floor and ties scattered everywhere. They were all wrinkled!
What happened?! Isn’t he a germophobe?! How could he leave the room in such a mess?! Didn’t he even hire a servant?!
You Tong was surprised. He subconsciously looked down at the slippers on his feet, then turned to look at him, "What's going on?!"
"Hmm..." he trailed off and answered nonchalantly, "I don't like letting outsiders in."
"Then you still let me come?!" she asked without thinking.
"Are you an outsider?!" His eyes suddenly became sharp again.
"..." You Tong opened his lips cowardly, but did not say a word. His face turned the color of a tomato again.
Seeing her embarrassment, Rong Yuchi couldn't help but want to bully her even more. He walked closer, lowered his head and stared at her with deep eyes and a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "Who are you to me, huh?!"
You Tong was stunned, his eyes were blank, his heartbeat was pounding, he didn't have the courage to answer, he bit his lip subconsciously, lowered his head and said with difficulty, "I'm going to cook."
With that said, he turned around to go out, but was grabbed by him.
You Tong couldn't help but feel a little suffocated and wanted to resist, but she couldn't escape his grasp. The next second her breath was taken away again.
It wasn't until she was panting and about to faint from lack of oxygen that he slowly let go of her. Then she heard him gasping slightly, biting her ear, and said in a deep voice, "What did you do this morning? Give it to me now."
do what."
My chaotic mind finally regained some clarity. What did I do in the morning... a lunchbox?!
You Tong suddenly understood why he had to call her here. It turned out to be because she made lunch for Rong Chen!
How did he know?! She was powerless to pursue it.
She is not an outsider, she is his...lover, a lover for trade, and an exclusive lover. She does not have the freedom to make things easy for others.
Thinking of what had just happened in the car, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"Rice, soy sauce beef, homemade chicken wings, cold green bamboo shoots, fragrant lotus root slices." She said calmly, but she couldn't help but have a tremor in her voice.
"Are you angry?!" His eyes were deep and clear, but at this moment, there were elusive and profound emotions hidden in them.
"No." She suddenly met his gaze, but her heart skipped a beat.
Their bodies were so close to each other, his straight nose was gently rubbing against hers, and his pair of black eyes as deep as a well were shining like glass, with a mysterious light, flickering, as if they could
Peep into everything in her heart.
He curled his lips, with a hint of ridicule appearing on the corners of his thin lips, and said in a low voice, "It seems that we have some differences in opinions, but it doesn't matter. Let's communicate better."
"What else do you want to do...ah..." She suddenly exclaimed because he pressed her directly onto the bed.
The unfolded quilt became a bit obstructive at this moment. He threw the quilt and the pillow to the floor, leaving only the two of them on the big bed.
The skin all over her body showed a lovely pink color, which made people want to take good care of her, but her forbearing look of biting her lip, frowning, and breathing rapidly made him want to destroy her persistence and torture her even more.
Conquer her.
"You can only cook for me from now on, you hear me?!" He pushed deeply into her.
"Well..." She answered vaguely, unable to tell whether she was positive or negative, but her muffled whimpering made him even more passionate, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the man's handsome face.
That arc of laughter was too intriguing and had too many things mixed into it, including coldness, dominance, victory, cruelty and ridicule... It was so complicated that it was impossible to distinguish even a single bit. The only thing that could be distinguished was the fiery desire in those deep black eyes.
You Tong didn't know how long she had been tortured, she didn't know when the tears on her face fell, and she didn't know if the sweat on her body was his or hers. She only knew that her strength was scattered, her consciousness was erratic, and she could only let him do whatever he wanted.
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In the quiet room, the air was still filled with the confusion factor after the joy, and the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly broke the silence of the room.
Rong Yuchi frowned slightly and reluctantly answered, "The company has something urgent."
He lowered his head and kissed her forehead and murmured, "I'm going to the company. You can sleep first and cook later."
He just insisted on letting her cook!
After saying that, he reluctantly got up, went into the bathroom, took a quick shower, then unpacked a new set of clothes, changed them from inside to outside, grabbed the car keys and went out.
You Tong lay slumped on the bed, very tired and sleepy, but her eyes were wide open, no longer sleepy, looking at this huge room, so quiet that she could only hear her own heartbeat.
After being dazed for a while, she came to her senses, wrapped herself in a sheet, got up and went to the bathroom. She cleaned herself briefly and then started to tidy up the room.
The sheets and pillowcases were all changed one by one, and all his clothes and ties were picked up and sorted into categories. The washable items were all thrown into the washing machine, and the unwashable items were packed in bags for dry cleaning.
The refrigerator was empty, with only a few bottles of cold beer and not a single vegetable leaf. She couldn't help but wonder how he was spending his days.
He would rather be hungry and have a messy house than hire a servant to clean up, and he doesn't want others to step into his territory. This man's stubbornness is really terrible! No, he is simply crazy. He actually called her from Taipei just for a lunch.
Come to Tainan! Are men’s desire for exclusivity so terrifying?!