Tang Yuchen raised his lips and smiled evilly at her, with a hint of malicious intent.
An Ruo stared at the bowl in front of her, not knowing whether to eat or not.
Don't eat it, you're hungry again. Eat it, it's filled with his saliva.
Will she eat or not?
Tang Yuchen ignored her and started eating with relish. An Ruo struggled for a while and still chose to eat.
You really brought it upon yourself, don't tease him like this again next time.
Seeing her eating, the man stopped moving and raised his eyes to glance at her. His eyes were very deep, with a complicated light shining in his eyes.
An Ruo didn't know he was looking at her. She ate very seriously and finished most of it in a short while.
Tang Yuchen suddenly poured the remaining half of his bowl into her bowl and smiled evilly at her: "I can't finish it, so you eat it all, don't waste food."
"You..." An Ruo glared at him angrily. He gave her everything he had eaten. How could she eat it?
But the man stared and said fiercely: "Eat it! Don't waste it!"
"I can't eat anymore." An Ruo put down her chopsticks, and Tang Yuchen immediately threatened her in a cold voice: "If you don't finish eating, I will feed you myself. An Ruo, you actually like me to feed you with my mouth, don't you?"
So disgusting!
An Ruo knew that he was a person who could do what he said, so after enduring it, she picked up the chopsticks again. I don't know if it was her psychology, but after finally swallowing a mouthful of noodles, she felt nauseous.
Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and vomited, her voice still painful.
Tang Yuchen walked to the door with a livid face, looked at her gloomily, curled his lips and said coldly: "Does it make you so sick to eat what I have eaten?"
An Ruo vomited for a while and felt much better.
She turned on the faucet, rinsed her mouth, washed her hands, then stood up and faced him: "I've been feeling a little unwell lately."
This is an explanation and a truth.
It's a pity that he didn't believe what she said at all. He snorted coldly, and Tang Yuchen turned around and left with a sullen face.
An Ruo cleared the dishes downstairs before going upstairs to sleep.
Pushing open the bedroom door, she saw Tang Yuchen lying on her bed. She frowned unhappily: "What are you doing here?"
"Come here!" The man glanced at her lightly.
An Ruo lowered her eyes, covering up the disgust in her eyes, and said coldly: "I'm not feeling well today, let's do it next time."
"I asked you to come over!" The voice was obviously impatient.
"I told you, I don't feel well today!"
"Who said I want to have sex with you? Since you want it so much, I can make it happen for you!"
An Ruo took a deep breath, held back the curse words she wanted to say, and reluctantly walked to the bed.
Tang Yuchen took her arm, pulled her onto the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover the two of them.
The light was turned off and An Ruo felt very uncomfortable as he held her body. She was not used to being held in someone's arms, let alone Tang Yuchen.
After a few struggles, he seemed to be deliberately against her, hugging her tighter and tighter, making her feel hot all over and making it difficult to breathe.
"Can you let go of me? I can't sleep like this."
"It's none of my business if you can't sleep, as long as I can sleep."
"Tang Yuchen, you don't want to..."
"Don't make any noise, I'm going to sleep." The man closed his eyes, found a more comfortable position to hold her, and fell asleep comfortably.
However, An Ruo kept her eyes open until it was nearly dawn, and then she reluctantly fell asleep.
When she woke up the next day, she was alone on the bed. Tang Yuchen didn't know when she left.
