Lu Wanwan, drowning her sorrows in alcohol, went to the wrong door and ended up sleeping with her handsome neighbor. They had agreed to a one-night stand, no strings attached, and to not bother eac...
Apart from that incident, it seemed like there was nothing else to talk about in private.
Why...
She really wanted to ask, but she didn't dare.
After all, I'm not so narcissistic as to think Rong Luchi likes me.
I like it when I think of it.
Suddenly Song Wanwan burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Rong Luchi looked at her.
"Nothing." Song Wanwan didn't dare to look into his deep eyes and pretended to pick up chopsticks.
But she just wanted to laugh.
I think it's impossible, but I just want to laugh.
Rong Luchi glanced at her when he took the meal she had served him.
When I took the bowl, I touched her hand.
Song Wanwan felt that the temperature of the hot rice through the porcelain bowl was not as hot as his fingertips.
She immediately stuffed the bowl into his hands and sat aside.
It’s such an honor to have dinner with the CEO for the first time.
But Song Wanwan just wanted to concentrate on eating.
"Is there no food in my refrigerator? Or do you think you'll go bankrupt by eating me out?"
Rong Luchi took a look at the simple dinner on the table.
It’s not fancy, more like a home-cooked dish, quite warm.
"I thought you said two and a midnight snack."
Song Wanwan was a little hungry, and the mouthful of rice in his mouth was bulging.
Like a squirrel.
"Don't talk while eating."
"You spoke to me first."
"I haven't eaten yet, but your mouth is full of rice." Rong Luchi sat upright in the main seat.
Even at the dining table, he sat upright, looking like an elegant and well-educated gentleman.
Unlike Song Wanwan, who is obsessed with eating.
"Then you eat more, I've had enough."
Song Wanwan didn't have a big appetite, he was just a little hungry.
"Make more tomorrow."
"Ah? Tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Rong Luchi responded.
Song Wanwan was a little confused.
"Is tomorrow a special day? I'm curious. The Rong family's villa halfway up the mountain is ten miles in radius.
Why don’t you go home?”
"Don't talk while eating."
Rong Luchi ate his meal elegantly and politely without replying.
"Mr. President, if you need a nanny, you can consider me. The salary is negotiable."
Song Wanwan said this casually.