"Rong Beiming, are you finished? I just said, you feel like you have been beaten with chicken blood. Is it interesting? You are teasing me like this?" Although her fair little face was cold, she was shaking slightly.
There was still a hint of anger in his voice.
"Is this thing over yet? If you want to satisfy me, you have to work harder!"
Yu Nianen just rolled his eyes and was completely speechless.
"You look so cute when you're angry. If you keep glaring at me like that, the consequences... it's really hard to say."
"You...that's the only thing on your mind?"
"A million a day, not a million once." He still joked as if nothing had happened, "How about you try it here?"
She opened her eyes wide and looked at him in the mirror in disbelief with her mouth slightly open, "No!" She asked for it so many times last night, wouldn't he be tired?
"Still staring at me?" Rong Beiming relaxed his hand and couldn't help laughing when he saw her cute and stunned expression, "Do you want to see you like this?"
"Who would have thought?" She picked up the toothbrush again angrily, "I want to brush my teeth."
She squeezed out the toothpaste and glanced at the bright and handsome face in the mirror. The bright smile made him look more friendly.
"What? You like me and you look at me like this?" He lowered his head and kissed her gently on the cheek before entering the shower room.
Yu Nianen breathed a sigh of relief, and all the muscles in his body relaxed. What kind of man is he? So hateful?
She stayed there for a while, then slowly put the toothbrush in her hand into her mouth, blinking and brushing her teeth in confusion.
From time to time, his eyes would glance at the steamy shower room.
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At noon, Yu Nianen went downstairs to the hotel restaurant for dinner. As he was eating, a middle-aged man came over, nodded and smiled and asked, "Is this Miss Yu Nianen?"
"You are..." She put down the fork in her hand and looked at the very unfamiliar face in front of her.
"Hello, I am Yin Xiaoxiao's father."
Only then did she realize that this man was the father of her sister's classmate, so she said politely: "Hello! Please sit down! Did Mr. Yin come to me for something you love?"
"Yes, and no!" Yin Zhiqiang sat down opposite her, took out a purple velvet jewelry box from his trouser bag, and pushed it in front of Yu Nianen, "That matter was all my fault, Miss Yu.
A lot of tolerance and a little care are not disrespectful."