Chapter 82: Say what you want! I can satisfy you 6
"At that time, you can ask your sister if this classmate Yin is still studying at the same school as her. Let's go! Go to dinner, don't let these trivial things ruin your mood."
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Regardless of objections, Rong Beiming kept holding Yu Nianen's waist until he sat down in a seat in the hotel's western restaurant, then let go.
After ordering the meal, Rong Beiming leaned up slightly and his eyes stayed on Yu Nianen, making her feel uncomfortable.
She subconsciously straightened her silky hair, looked down at her clothes, and then asked angrily: "What are you looking at? Is my face stained?"
"The flower has bloomed. It's pretty. I like it!" He still had that lazy and comfortable look on his face.
The corners of Yu Nianen's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but she didn't say a word. She had complicated feelings about the man in front of her.
She tried her best to keep a certain distance from him, and every time she thought of his kindness and soft-heartedness, she reminded herself to think back to the scene when she first saw him.
The image of this man will fall into pieces like delicate porcelain dropped to the ground.
After the waiter served the dishes, Rong Beiming asked casually: "Would you like a drink?"
"No!" She lowered her head and started eating.
Because she was hungry, she had a big appetite and ate a lot more than usual.
After a while, Rong Beiming's phone rang. After saying a few words, he handed the phone to Yu Nianen: "Your sister called."
Sister? Beloved? Yu Nianen stared, choked suddenly, covered her mouth and started coughing.
Rong Beiming stood up quickly, handed her the water glass, walked over and patted her back gently.
"Why are you panicking? Your sister can call you during lunch time." His tone seemed to be lightly reproachful, but it was filled with a bit of care.
I don't know why, but I just can't see her condition. Somewhere in my heart always becomes softer. This feeling is very distant and unfamiliar, but he doesn't resist it.
Yu Nianen drank the water, wiped his mouth with a napkin, then took the phone in his hand, coughed and asked: "Do you love it?"
"Sister, what are you doing? What's taking you so long?" Yu Xin'ai's coquettish voice came from the other end.
"Nothing, what's the matter?"
"Why don't you bring a mobile phone? Um...are you with Mr. Rong?"
Yu Nianen responded in a low voice, glanced at Rong Beiming, and quickly lowered his head.