The man was not thirsty, but for some reason he nodded and said, "Give me a drink."
Rong Shu hummed, picked up another cup, poured a glass of water and handed it to him.
"Thank you." Fu Jingting took it.
"No need." Rong Shu waved her hand, then lowered her head to drink water.
Fu Jingting held the water glass but did not drink it, and kept staring at her.
After drinking the water, Rong Shu put the cup down and was about to say that she could go back to her room when she suddenly heard a cooing sound.
She subconsciously looked in the direction of the source of the sound, which was Fu Jingting's belly.
Fu Jingting didn't expect that his stomach would growl at this time, and for the first time a look of embarrassment appeared on his usually cold and expressionless face.
Rong Shu saw it and curled her lips slightly, wanting to smile.
After all, Fu Jingting like this is rare to see.
"That..." At this time, Fu Jingting's Adam's apple slid twice and he suddenly spoke.
Rong Shu looked at him, "What's the matter?"
"Can you help me make something?" Fu Jingting lowered his eyes and asked.
Rong Shu raised her eyebrows, "You want me to make you food?"
"Yeah." Fu Jingting nodded.
He is indeed hungry.
Rong Shu pursed her lips, feeling a little ironic in her heart.
In the past six years, she had learned to cook in order to capture his heart, but he never ate it, or even looked at it.
But now he took the initiative and asked her to cook him food, which was quite ridiculous.
Seeing Rong Shu's delay in agreeing, Fu Jingting's eyes darkened slightly, and he felt a little disappointed, but he said nonchalantly: "Just pretend I didn't say that."
"No, I'll do it for you." Rong Shu looked up at him.
Fu Jingting was startled for a moment, then looked at her in surprise, "You agree?"
Rong Shu nodded, "Just thank you for showing me the way. Let's go to the kitchen."
Fu Jingting raised his thin lips and said hum.
The two came to the kitchen.
Rong Shu opened the refrigerator and found that there were very few vegetables left, only some leafy vegetables.
She thought for a moment and turned her head.
Unexpectedly, Fu Jingting was standing behind her, bending slightly, looking at the refrigerator with her.
Then Rong Shu's lips touched Fu Jingting's lips.
Both of them were stunned.
A few seconds later, Fu Jingting was the first to react, took a step back, stood up straight, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."
He didn't expect that she would suddenly turn around.
Rong Shu blushed slightly, covered her lips and replied awkwardly, "It's not your fault, it's me who should apologize."
It was only when she turned around that she met him.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, and the huge kitchen became extremely quiet, with only shallow breathing coming out.
After a moment, Fu Jingting moved his thin lips and took the initiative to break the silence, "Did you just want to ask me something?"
Rong Shu knew that he was taking the initiative to resolve the embarrassment just now, so she stopped keeping silent, nodded and replied: "I want to say, there is no more food in the refrigerator, can I make you a bowl of noodles?"
"Okay." Fu Jingting agreed.
Rong Shu took out a handful of vegetables and walked towards the sink.
Fu Jingting followed her step by step, illuminating her.
Soon, a bowl of noodles was ready.
The two came to the restaurant.
Rong Shu put the noodles on the dining table and said, "Eat."
"Thank you." Fu Jingting looked at the noodles that were hot and exuding a rich fragrance, and said his thanks with a gentle expression.
Rong Shu yawned, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and urged in a sleepy voice: "Okay, eat quickly. After you finish, take me back to the third floor."
"Okay." Fu Jingting looked at her impatient look and felt inexplicably cute.
Afterwards, Fu Jingting pulled up his chair, sat down, and started eating noodles.
Rong Shu sat next to him, holding his head, waiting for him to finish.
However, after waiting for a while, her yawns became more and more frequent, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and her head started to rise little by little, looking very sleepy.
When Fu Jingting saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes that he didn't even know he had, and he ate noodles faster.
But before he finished eating, Rong Shu couldn't hold it in any longer and fell asleep on the table.
Fu Jingting was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed.
But soon, he calmed down his expression, put down his chopsticks and stood up. He walked behind Rong Shu and pushed her gently, "Rong Shu, wake up, let's go upstairs."
Rong Shu was dreaming at this time. She dreamed that she was caught by a monster. She immediately frowned, pouted and muttered: "Don't touch me, let go!"
Fu Jingting thought she was awake and subconsciously took her hand away.
But after a while, he didn't see Rong Shu stand up, so he knew that she hadn't woken up at all and had just been talking in her sleep.
Rubbing his eyebrows helplessly, Fu Jingting also gave up the idea of waking Rong Shu, directly picked her up and walked upstairs.
Arriving on the third floor, Fu Jingting saw an open door at a glance and guessed that it should be Rong Shu's room.
He carried Rong Shu in and walked to the bed with the limited light of the mobile phone flashlight. He bent down and put Rong Shu on the bed. Unexpectedly, Rong Shu held his neck and wouldn't let go.
Fu Jingting couldn't stand up, so he could only look at the woman on the bed with his back hunched over, and said in a low voice: "Rong Shu, let go."
"Don't go." Rong Shu suddenly spoke, with a slightly frightened expression on her face, as if she was having a nightmare.
This was the first time Fu Jingting saw her like this. His heart moved and he said softly: "Okay, I won't leave."
Perhaps because she heard it, the fear on Rong Shu's face gradually dissipated, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Fu Jingting stared at her lips, and suddenly thought of the unexpected kiss in the kitchen just now.
Although it was just a brief touch, the soft touch of her lips was deeply engraved in his memory.
He couldn't help but lower his head, locked Rong Shu's lips, and kissed her.
It felt just as good as he remembered, soft and sweet, making him want more.
In fact, Fu Jingting did the same.
He knelt on one knee on the bed, reached out and lifted Rong Shu's chin, and the moment her lips opened, his tongue slipped in.
"Well..." Rong Shu snorted, her voice soft and long, with a hint of temptation, which made Fu Jingting's eyes look deeper and the kiss deepen.
Gradually, Fu Jingting became a little dissatisfied with this, and stretched out his big hand towards Rong Shu.
Even the kiss gradually moved down to Rong Shu's neck.
But at this moment, Rong Shu suddenly called out a name, "Aqi..."
Fu Jingting felt as if he had been sprayed with cold water. He suddenly woke up and his face turned dark and ugly.
He threw Rong Shu's arms off her neck, stood up straight and stood beside the bed, staring at the woman on the bed with gloomy eyes.
She was actually underneath him, calling other men's names.
But what annoyed him the most was that he actually did something he shouldn't do to her again, and this was already the third time.
Thinking of this, Fu Jingting turned around and left with a heavy face.
Rong Shu turned over, hugged the quilt, and spoke again with a dissatisfied tone, "Aqi, don't steal my little bit..."
That night, Fu Jingting stayed up almost all night, wondering why he did such a thing to Rong Shu, and why his mood was affected by her and became unlike him.
So when he woke up the next day, Fu Jingting's face was full of fatigue, and there was a faint blue and black under his eyelids.
Gu Manyin saw it and quickly asked with concern: "Jing Ting, did you not sleep well last night?"
Just as Fu Jingting was about to answer, Cheng Huai came from the side with a bottle of beer, "Hey, Jingting, it seems that the nightlife was good last night. The dark circles are coming out. Let the chef get you some oysters to replenish your kidneys later, otherwise you won't be able to do it in the future."
Give Miss Gu enough happiness."
Gu Manyin understood, her face turned red, and she lowered her head in embarrassment.
Fu Jingting frowned, with a cold face, and directly gave Cheng Huai a word, "Get out!"
