In the evening, Rong Beiming returned to the presidential suite of the hotel.
The room was quiet, and he slowly walked into the bedroom. Under the soft light, Yu Nianen's slender body was curled up and lying on the soft white bed, with her black hair flowing like a waterfall.
Beautiful seaweed in blue water
He gently walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her calm and stunningly beautiful sleeping face, narrowing his eyes slightly, lowering his head and grabbing her red lips.
Yu Nianen, whose breathing was blocked, woke up in panic.
"Are you awake?" He raised his head slightly.
Yu Nianen's bed breath was still lingering, her watery eyes were slightly narrowed, and she only felt itching in her ears. Rong Beiming's hot breath and the rich and mellow male breath that enveloped her whole body made her feel dizzy.
"Have you eaten?" She must have been in a deep sleep just now, and she hasn't had dinner yet!
"No, I'm not hungry." As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily. Because she was in a bad mood, she hadn't even eaten lunch yet.
"Get up, go change clothes, and come with me to have dinner." He helped her up with a half-hug, and the sheet slipped down, revealing the cartoon cotton nightgown she was wearing.
He laughed softly, touched her delicate face lovingly and said softly: "Hurry up, I'm very hungry."
In fact, he just had a dinner before coming back. Although he didn't use chopsticks much, he was not hungry after a few glasses of wine and a few vegetables.
He urged her like this because he was concerned about her health. When he saw this situation, he knew that she had not eaten two meals.
Looking at her slightly pale face, slender figure, and my heart, I felt a slight pain inexplicably.
After Yu Nianen changed her clothes, Rong Beiming took her to the hotel's Chinese restaurant. It was past the peak meal time, and the large restaurant seemed very quiet.
"What do you want to eat?" Rong Beiming sat down at the window seat and handed Yu Nianen the menu brought by the waiter.
"I can do either." Yu Nianen politely pushed the menu in front of Rong Beiming.
Rong Beiming said nothing and didn't look at the menu. He ordered a few light and delicious dishes, and he didn't forget to order a cup of blood bird's nest specifically for Yu Nianen.
Soon, all the dishes were served.
"Eat more, you are too thin."
Yu Nianen smiled and nodded. In fact, no matter how hungry she was, she would not dare to eat more. The most important thing for a dancer is to control her weight.