âYes, my dear wife!â
In the restaurant, Luo Anning was extremely hungry. She buried her head in her food and her mouth was red from the heat. From time to time, she used her hands to fan the air beside her face in an attempt to cool it down.
âEat slowly. No one is fighting with you.âShe pulled out a tissue and leaned over to wipe the fine beads of sweat off the tip of her nose.
Luo An was happy to enjoy his service. She took a few bites of the egg white and said indifferently, âWho told you to squeeze me? HMPH!â
âOkay, my fault.âRong Yan admitted his mistake in a good temper. Then, he said thoughtfully, âNext time, before I Squeeze You, my husband will feed you first.â
Only by feeding her could she feed him, right?
No matter what, this was a very good deal. He would not suffer a loss!
âYou still dare to say that!âThe moment she mentioned Luo Anning, she became angry. This man was like a wild man who would not stop playing once he got up.
He had to make her whole body go limp. Only after she died once would he let her go.
âWhat, did I say something wrong?âRong shaote blinked his seductive Phoenix eyes innocently. He was extremely charming.
âYou didnât do anything wrong. It was all my fault. I couldnât keep up with my physical strength. Is that okay?âLuo Anning rolled her eyes at a certain shameless man and lowered her head to continue fighting for the bowl of noodles.
Her Chin was suddenly turned away. Rong Yanâs handsome face was magnified in front of her eyes. A heavy kiss landed on her lips. She widened her eyes in shock and Rong Shaotte let go of her with satisfaction, he said lightly, âAlright, since you have such a good spirit of self-reflection, then Iâll reluctantly forgive you. âBut itâs true that your physical strength canât keep up with it. Well, how about this, you have to train diligently in the future. âStrive to increase your physical strength so that it can be more in line with my rhythm...â
âGo to hell!âLuo Anning took out a tissue and rolled it into a ball and threw it at him.
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Young Master Rong leisurely avoided it. He stopped laughing and didnât bother her anymore. He raised his hand and rubbed her head. âHurry up and eat. I Wonât bother you anymore.â
âOkay, you eat the egg yolk. Donât waste food.âLuo Anning finished the egg white and only the egg yolk was left. She handed the egg yolk to him casually.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Rong Yan nodded and took the egg yolk. Then he put the untouched egg in his bowl into her bowl. âHelp me eat the egg white.â
âNo Problem!âLuo Anningâs eyes sparkled as she grinned.
With one hand supporting his face, Young Master Rong slowly picked up the egg yolk. Luo Anning did not see it, but his handsome brows were almost knitted together. Finally, he took a look at the little woman who was munching on the egg white happily and swallowed hard, he stuffed the entire egg yolk into his mouth as if he was ready to die.
He chewed randomly a few times, picked up a glass of water at the side, drank some water, and swallowed it.
âPhew...âafter successfully swallowing the egg yolk, young master rong heaved a huge sigh of relief.
When Luo Anning heard the voice, she raised her head and looked at him suspiciously. âYou donât like to eat egg yolks?â
Young Master Rong choked for a moment, then returned to his usual demeanor. The corners of his lips curled up, he sneered lightly. âWhat a joke. Would I force myself to eat something I donât like? Stop talking nonsense. Didnât You Say You Were Hungry? Hurry up and eat that egg white for me. I want to eat the egg yolk.â
Luo Anning was skeptical, but when she saw that young master Rongâs usual temper was acting up again, she replied with an âOhâand buried her head into eating the egg white that she liked.
The manâs phoenix-like eyes stared at her deeply, and there was a hint of indulgence in his eyes.
He was right. If he didnât like it, no one could force him.