"Mr. Jin, I'm sorry, if our service is ......"

"Get out!"

The waiter hurriedly went over and picked up the red rose, but he didn't dare to look at his gloomy face, and quickly left with the dining cart.

Inside, there was silence all at once.

In the next second, a delicate and somewhat arrogant voice echoed in the air, "Xiaolin, come over for a moment...... What the...... You left with Brother Hua? Where did it go? ”

Jin Zeming turned around and saw that Luo Xingchen didn't know when he jumped on one foot and went to the sofa to sit and make a phone call.

may have received an answer she didn't like, and when the words fell, a cloud had already cast on her fair face.

She put down her phone, lifted her chin, and looked at him fixedly.

Her hair was curly because of attending the event, and although it had been washed, it would still be fluffy and lazy on her sleek shoulders.

She didn't wear makeup, she was more pure, like a flower blooming in the morning light.

Thinking of the feeling of fullness that held her in his arms last night, Jin Zeming's throat slid slightly.

A strange emotion flowed through his body, and then stopped in his heart.

Little by little, it scratched him, like the wind on the riverside blowing through the well-growing miscanthus grass.

Itchy, warm.

Luo Xingchen stood up on the sofa, and he followed her movements, but she glared angrily, and he stopped.

Then, he changed direction and sat down at the table.

He pushed the newspaper in front of the table to the side, and he couldn't read anything like this, because his mind was full of the woman in front of him who could still maintain his arrogance no matter how down.

He took a sip of milk, and when he saw that she was still standing there stunned, his heart ached, but he said, "What are you doing there?" Do you want to call someone to serve your mother? ”

Luo Xingchen glared at him fiercely, his chest rising and falling.

She bit her lip, unable to hold back the panic of hunger, but still cautiously jumped over and sat down.

Her breakfast is the same as Jin Zeming's, milk, whole wheat bread and bacon omelette, but she has one more, yam and lily porridge.

This pairs ......

She pouted with a little disgust, and reached out to grab the bread, but came into contact with Jin Zeming's indifferent eyes.

Subconsciously, her hand brought the bowl of porridge in front of her, and Jin Zeming seemed to be satisfied.

Breakfast is so simple because Brother Hua reported to him that Luo Xingchen drank some wine at the event last night.

He was afraid that she would have an upset stomach, and he could see it at Mingxi Villa that time, but she endured it and did not show weakness, so he didn't need to care.

"How can you see yam and lily porridge everywhere?" Luo Xingchen drank the porridge that was just right, and his stomach felt a lot more comfortable.

Jin Zeming still ignored her and still dined elegantly.

After breakfast, the three waiters came up to clean up the room and changed the bed in the bedroom.

However, the faint smell of Chinese medicine in the room still did not dissipate.

Luo Xingchen sat on the chaise longue under the window of the living room, just enough to see the strange bustling city at his feet.

D City, she is still here for the first time.

In the past, there were also rushes, but they were all in more remote cities.

And City D, like City K, is a first-tier megacity that can stand side by side with City A.

So, as far as the eye can see, the bustling city is in full view.

After sitting for a while, she quietly turned her head and glanced at Jin Zeming, who had not spoken.