Chapter 62: Please enslave me to your heart's content
She has a clear conscience, but how can it be worth the public opinion that kills people. Besides, her father's status means that she cannot be involved in such a family feud.
Is it because he has pinched her life again and she can only listen to his words?
"Where is this?" She had no memory of such a luxurious house in a third-tier city like D City.
"S City, where we met."
City S... Is he crazy?! He actually brought her to City S! Isn't he afraid of being discovered by his fiancée?
"Don't worry about it. I have my own sense of proportion. As long as you don't cause any trouble for me, I won't have any trouble. Well, do you want something to drink? I'll get it for you."
She thought for a while and said, "I'd like to drink lemon juice, thank you."
He nodded, "Would you like some dessert? Black forest cake?"
"Is there any fruitcake?"
"What fruit?"
"casual."
He nodded again, slowly stood up and walked towards the white building. She was thinking, I won't eat even if you bring it.
Ten minutes later, he came to her with the newly squeezed juice and the cake he had prepared before, "Please enjoy."
She took a sip of lemon juice and said, "It's so sour!"
He took another bite of the cake and said, "It's too sweet."
"You did it on purpose, right?" He put his hands on the edge of the table, leaned over and looked at her with no expression on his face.
She blinked and smiled sweetly, "Yes, on purpose. You don't have to do it if you don't like it."
He also laughed, not angry at all. He liked being played with by her very much, because in the end, she was definitely moved.
"Okay, please enslave me as much as you want. So, this beautiful and lovely lady, do you want to change to something else, or do these two things again?"
"Re-mix the juice. If you don't eat the cake, you will gain weight."
"OK, just a second."
Ten minutes later, he came back with a tray with six glasses of juice on it...
The corners of her lips twitched, and she took a symbolic sip, then pretended to want to vomit, "It tastes terrible, I don't want to drink this anymore."
"Then may I ask, what would you like to drink?"
"Apple juice, thank you."
Ten minutes later, when apple juice was served, she was equally disgusted and asked for grape juice instead.
Grape juice was served, but I continued to reject it and replaced it with orange juice.
After changing so many kinds of juice, she herself had to think about what other fruits could be squeezed when he went to squeeze the juice...
It’s really depressing. Why does he have all kinds of fruits?
What she didn't know was that in such a big building, with cold storage and greenhouses, he could prepare anything he thought of.
He knew that she loved to eat fruits, almost all kinds of fruits, so he was quite prepared.
There are also many kinds of flowers in the greenhouse. The bouquet of flowers tonight was personally selected and tied into a bouquet by him.
I don't remember how many glasses of juice I had changed. Xia Yifan was a little sleepy and a little cold. It was dark today and the sky was full of stars.
When the pineapple juice was served, Xia Yifan was a little stunned when he saw a folded blanket on Chu Ningfei's arm.
As he wrapped her in a soft blanket, she opened her mouth blankly, took the straw he handed to her mouth, and drank several sips of pineapple juice before she reacted.
After spitting out the juice, she stood up and said, "I want to drink soup!"
"What soup?"
"Well... uh... let's drink porridge."
"What porridge?"
"Sweet potato porridge." If you don't believe it, he even has sweet potatoes... She remembered that she didn't like sweet potato porridge before.
"Then you go back home and watch some TV first. The sweet potato porridge will take some time to cook."