Murong Rong was unconvinced: "I'm not your chef, nor your servant. Remembering to deliver food to you is a sign of affection, but not remembering is disrespectful. Why do you deal with me?"
Rong Jiuci lowered his eyes and looked at Murong Rong's unconvinced expression. He raised his hand and pinched her chin: "You are very brave to talk back to me."
Murong Rong refused to admit it: "I was just telling the truth."
Rong Jiuci's expression darkened, and he approached Murong Rong: "Say it again."
The aura of the man was too strong, and Murong Rong retreated subconsciously.
Step after step, until your back is against the wall.
A cold feeling came, and she had no way to retreat, and her front was blocked by Rong Jiuci.
Snapped--
Rong Jiuci's big hands were placed on the wall, forming a small world with his chest.
Murong Rong was trapped here by him.
"Rong Jiuci."
Murong Rong looked up at him: "Don't go too far."
"Excessive? Huh?"
Rong Jiuci chuckled: "Murong Rong, do you know what excessive means?"
When the words fell, he suddenly leaned over and kissed Murong Rong's lips.
His kiss was as powerful as him, plundering everything from her.
When Murong Rong reacted, she began to struggle.
But her strength was too weak and she was easily suppressed by Rong Jiuci.
Then, in his kiss, she softened into a ball of spring water.
In the confusion, a man's voice rang in his ears.
Rong Jiuci said: "Murong Rong, this is too much."
Murong Rong didn't know where the anger was in her heart, so she slammed her head against the man, and then ran away while the man screamed in pain.
In the kitchen.
Murong Rong put her hands on the table, her chest heaving, and her pretty face flushed.
Thinking of the passionate kiss in the living room just now, her heart couldn't help but ripples.
Soon he raised his hand and patted his face again, and kept chanting: "Calm down, calm down."
Listening to the sound of being slapped on the face, Murong Rong gradually calmed down.
Thinking that the man had been hungry until now, Murong Rong couldn't help but speed up the cooking process.
She made vegetables and shredded pork noodles for Rong Jiuci. While cooking the noodles, she also prepared a cold side dish, cut a plate of beef braised in the afternoon, and fried two eggs.
Although it is not rich, it is enough to fill your stomach.
Murong Rong placed it on the dining table and called to Rong Jiuci: "Let's eat."
Rong Jiuci was sitting in the living room reviewing documents in a depressed mood.
At the age of twenty-eight, no one dared to be so rude to him, especially after he kissed her.
Therefore, he made up his mind to ignore Murong Rong, but the aroma of food filled the living room with Murong Rong's arrival.
The glutton in my stomach started to stir like crazy.
Rong Jiuci's face darkened, and for the first time he felt disgusted with his useless stomach.
In the end, he gave in, put down the documents, got up and went to the restaurant.
"Mr. Rong, please use it slowly, I'm going back to the room."
"Stop." Rong Jiuci called to Murong Rong, raising his chin slightly: "Sit down and have supper with me."
Murong Rong didn't want to sit with Rong Jiuci for supper late at night. It always felt weird, so he refused: "No, I'll lose weight."
"Losing weight?" Rong Jiuci's eyes swept over Murong Rong's body, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned: "What kind of weight loss? Where did you lose weight? If you lose any more weight, you will be like a rib."
Don't look too disgusted.
Murong Rong couldn't help but retort: "How do you know I'm broken? Can you be responsible for what you say?"
Rong Jiuci raised his eyes, turned his gaze around her, and said calmly: "I just said this because of my responsibility. As for how I know? I measured it with my own hands that night and just now."
The word "hands on" doesn't mean much.
Immediately, Rong Jiuci's brows wrinkled again.
Murong Rong is too thin.
I have lost a lot of weight compared to the time I was in the hotel not long ago. Not only are my body full of human bones, but my waist is even thinner, as if it will break if I pinch it lightly.
"Murong Rong, don't believe that the thinner a girl is, the more beautiful she will be. She should be fleshy and soft. Do you understand?"
Murong Rong's face was already red, but when she noticed that Rong Jiuci's eyes were fixed on her chest, her face instantly turned red.
"rogue!"
After saying this, he hurriedly went upstairs.
Rong Jiuci watched Murong Rong disappear at the top of the stairs, put a mouthful of food into his mouth, and raised his thin lips to reveal a smile.
Murong Rong was lying on the bed, thinking about what just happened in the living room.
Her face turned red again.
How could Rong Jiuci treat her like this? What did he think of her?
Thinking of the difference between the two people, Murong Rong felt a little cold in her heart, and the warmth on her face gradually dissipated.
Murong Rong closed her eyes and told herself that it was getting late and it was time to sleep, but the sleepyheads seemed to have run away from home en masse.
She tossed and turned in bed all night, and didn't fall asleep until the sky got slightly brighter.
This time, Murong Rong slept a little deeply, and it was already half past nine when she woke up.
Murong Rong suddenly sat up from the bed. Thinking of the two children and one child waiting for dinner, he washed up and changed clothes as quickly as possible.
When she rushed downstairs, there was a burst of laughter in the living room.
Such joy and bustle made Murong Rong feel like a sudden intruder at that moment. At that moment, Murong Rong felt a sense of discomfort that she had never felt before.
But only for a moment.
After An An and Chen Chen saw it, they immediately raised big smiles and rushed towards her.
"Mommy!"
"Aunt Mu!"
Murong Rong subconsciously opened his arms and hugged them, and repeatedly warned An An: "Slow down, An An, you must walk slower when you walk, do you understand?"
"I know." An An nodded vigorously, and then she combed her hair into a tangled mess, looking extremely well-behaved.
Chen Chen quickly said: "Aunt Mu, don't worry, I will always take care of my sister."
Murong Rong touched the little guy's head and said warmly: "Chenchen, you are so awesome, you can take care of your sister at such a young age."
Chen Chen smiled shyly, with twinkling eyes and a very cute little appearance.
Rong Jiuci stood up and was a little dissatisfied: "Why are you still lingering? Go and cook."
Murong Rong immediately went to the kitchen after knowing that none of them had eaten breakfast.
Amidst the sound of clinking tableware, Murong Rong's heart calmed down little by little.
At this moment, she suddenly felt very lucky that she had pretty good cooking skills that were liked by them. This gave her the biggest reason to stay at this moment.
After breakfast, Rong Jiuci went to the company, and the two children also went to class. Murong Rong made some steamed dumplings in the kitchen to prepare lunch for the two children, and then prepared to go to the company.
The day after tomorrow is her personal spring show, and she has to go see how the dresses she designed are being made.