Chapter 232: Bothering to Favor (3)
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Su Yanjue put down the work in his hand, looked at the milk in front of him, stretched out his long arm and raised his head to drink it.
Seeing this, most of the anger in Ran Yun's heart had disappeared, and he stopped and walked towards Su Yanjue again. He still has a conscience, otherwise she swears that she will never bother with him again tonight.
After drinking a glass of warm milk, Ran Yun had already walked to the desk. The corners of Su Yanjue's mouth were stained with a little trace of milk, and she picked up the tissue on the side and handed it over, "Look at what you drink, wipe it quickly." β
Su Yanjue meaningfully moved his gaze to the paper towel she handed over, his slender fingers were clearly removed from the tissue, and he put the empty milk cup in her palm.
Although Ran Yun was a little puzzled by his movements, he still withdrew his hand and held the cup.
Also, I have to take the milk cup away after drinking. Ran Yun just wanted to speak, but Su Yanjue's voice sounded in a low voice in the study, "Go out and brush the cup." β
The smile on Ran Yun's face, which had been gradually enlarged, froze for a moment, but he still asked softly, "I brushed?" Right now? β
Su Yanjue buried his head in work again, and only looked at Ran Yun with the top of his head, "Otherwise?" Are you going to wake up the maid at home so late? β
Ran Yun's smile has completely disappeared, and it is not difficult to brush a cup in the middle of the night, but she is so laborious to please her, in the eyes of Su Yanjue, she actually treats her as a maid at home?
A silent aura floated between the two, and the anger that Ran Yun was now holding back in his stomach had reached its peak after a few short seconds. She put the cup in her hand heavily on the high-end desk, and the sound was clear and loud, causing Su Yanjue to finally stop the movement in her hand and look up at her, "Is there a problem?" β
"Questions? It's a big problem. Ran Yun condescendingly looked at Su Yanjue who was at ease in front of him.
"Almost thirty years old, can you not be so naΓ―ve. I don't know what kind of anger you are angry with since you came out of the restaurant, uncle, you don't say it, Su doesn't say it, just let me guess here, guess it, guess it right, is there a prize? β
Ran Yun's anger became bigger and bigger, and the anger in his chest rose and fell, "I'll tell you now, if you love to be angry, you will be angry, and if you love to be troublesome, I won't serve my aunt and grandmother." β
She was angry and felt aggrieved at the same time, even if she was sentenced to be locked up in a small black room to think about it, she had to let her know what she was wrong with. Although these angry words didn't sound intimidating, she had to choose a way to vent it.
Ran Yun didn't take the cup on the table, but turned around and left angrily. Su Yanjue behind him didn't make a sound, and Ran Yun didn't look back. Now, she didn't want Su Yanjue to stop her, she always felt that the two of them would quarrel if they said more in their current state.
Ran Yun, who had already walked to the door, opened the study door without a trace of hesitation, but at that moment, another pair of hands pressed on her hands, forcing her to stop pulling the door.
Ran Yun struggled hard, but Su Yanjue instantly closed the door with the advantage of his height and strength, and pressed her behind the door by the way, "Don't lose your temper with me, it's you who suffer." β
Ran Yun raised his head to meet his gaze, and his eyes were full of unyielding, "I didn't make trouble, what I said was the truth, the truth from the bottom of my heart." β
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