in the living room.

Ruan Xingwan watched Zhou Cishen eating expressionlessly, and suddenly began to estimate in her mind that if she kicked him out, there would be several layers of chances of winning.

Not at all.

The strength of men and women seems to be inherently very different.

What's more, she is still facing a cheeky dog man.

She could only be forced to give up.

Ruan Xing didn't want to stay here for a minute, she felt that the air around her was suffocating.

Just as she was about to get up and go back to the bedroom, a spoon suddenly came to her mouth.

Ruan Xingwan subconsciously leaned back and looked at the approaching man with a wary expression: "What are you going to do?" ”

Zhou Cishen glanced at the spoon in his hand, and said concisely: "Drink." ”

"I don't ......"

"I'll leave if you drink it."

It's a temptation and an irresistible reason.

After Ruan Xingwan weighed the pros and cons, she still decided to compromise, but when she was about to reach for the spoon, Zhou Cishen said, "Open your mouth." ”

She vehemently refused: "I'll do it myself!" ”

Zhou Cishen didn't speak, and looked at her calmly with dark eyes.

Ruan Xingwan: "......"

She turned her head: "Don't drink anymore." ”

Threaten whom, when who's out of temper or what.

Zhou Cishen licked his thin lips: "Or do you want me to feed you with your mouth before you are willing to drink." ”

"......" Ruan Xingwan frowned tightly, and said in disgust, "Are you sick?" ”

"Then hurry up and drink."

Ruan Xingwan looked at him extremely unpleasantly, pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, and clenched his fists.

Zhou Ci's dark eyes stared at her for a moment, and after waiting for a few seconds, he suddenly leaned forward.

Ruan Xingwan was taken aback, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly went to drink the soup in the spoon next to him.

Seeing this, Zhou Cishen hooked the corners of his lips and continued to scoop the rest.

Ruan Xingwan grinded his teeth and could only drink one bite after another.

The whole time, they didn't speak.

The atmosphere in the room was a little weird, and there was a little more inexplicable ambiguity.

I don't know when it started, Ruan Xingwan's irritable mood calmed down a little bit, and she just looked at him quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

After the soup was drunk, Zhou Cishen pulled a piece of toilet paper from the coffee table sideways and wiped the corners of her lips.

The man's slender fingers ran lightly across her lips, with a faint body temperature.

Ruan Xing was a little stunned for a while, and he looked up and was about to say something, but met the man's dark and calm eyes.

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