"You bully patients and exploit employees! Humph!"
Rong Luchi was buttoning her clothes from behind, while Song Wanwan lazily lay on his shoulder, looking quite fierce.
"I held you the whole time, and you didn't even touch the ground. I was the one doing the hard work, and I was the one serving you. Whose boss is so nice? Hmm?"
Oh! This guy is quite shameless.
No matter how hard he is exploited, it becomes a welfare.
"Anyway, I'm tired, so I blame you!"
"It's only been an hour. I've been very restrained. Let's eat later."
Song Wanwan frowned and her face fell.
"You go back at night. I'll let Mianmian stay with me."
She's in a bad mood.
Rong Luchi said firmly: "No."
"Hmm~~"
"It's no use acting like a spoiled child."
Song Wanwan was so angry that he bit his shoulder.
"Hiss..." Rong Luchi's hand, which was bitten, trembled, and the button he almost buttoned came off again.
"Be good, this button is hard to button!"
Seeing that he had been busy for a while and hadn't buttoned up three rows of buttons yet, Song Wanwan laughed.
"It seems you're not omnipotent. You're so good at taking it off, but why are you so bad at putting it on?"
Not even a single button can be fastened.
Judging from the tone, he seems to be a bit competitive and angry.
"no?"
Rong Luchi paused and looked down at the little woman beside him who was laughing wantonly.
The heavy aura on his body suddenly came flooding in.
Forehead……
She stepped on a landmine!
"It's okay, come on, button it up quickly, or I won't wear it!"
Song Wanwan said deliberately.
Although this is a ward, all the doctors and nurses are women.
Mu Sen and his bodyguards just stood by the door and didn't come in.
When Rong Luchi heard that she couldn’t wear it anymore, his face darkened.
Then continue to button it up carefully.
It seems like he is competing with others and refuses to admit defeat.
Song Wanwan really felt that the contrast was cute.
But she didn't rush him and let him do it slowly.
After buttoning her clothes, Rong Luchi quickly put her clothes on as well, carried her out and sat her down on the bed.
Then he returned to the bathroom, took the hair dryer in his hand, walked out quickly and plugged it in.
"I want to eat first."
Song Wanwan was tired and hungry. She sat obediently on the edge of the bed, looking pitifully at the handsome man in front of her.
She was really hungry.
The kind that makes you feel more tired and hungrier than running ten kilometers.
"If you don't dry your hair, you'll catch a cold. It will be fine in a moment."
Wait until Mu Sen knocks on the door and brings the food.
He and the nurse were both a little stunned.
The man of noble status and cold and arrogant air stood by the bed and gently blew Song Wanwan's hair.
The nurse was shocked by the beautiful scene before her.
Song Wanwan started to feel a little embarrassed.
"Someone's here, let's eat."
She motioned for him to stop.
He is the president, and it would be undignified for him to blow-dry her hair if someone saw him.
Besides, his men were standing outside watching.
"Come in." Rong Luchi glanced at the person standing at the door and said calmly.
The nurse came in pushing a dining cart with a smile on her face.
When serving the food, did you look up at the two of them?
The ambiguous look made Song Wanwan's little face blush, and it had just returned to its white color, but it was now flushed again.
On the other hand, the man seemed unaffected and focused on blowing her hair.
Don't care about other people's opinions at all.
Wait until the nurse has served the dishes and leaves.
The door closed again.
Rong Luchi put down the hair dryer in his hand.
"You have thick hair, so blow-dry it first. I'll blow-dry it after you finish eating."
Rong Luchi put down the hair dryer, turned around, tugged at his trouser legs, and sat next to Song Wanwan.
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll feed you."
He took a look at the five dishes and one soup in front of him.
He asked Song Wanwan very naturally and gently.
At this moment, Song Wanwan felt like he was being pampered to the sky.
No! He had tortured her so much just now!
How come she would be so moved just by blowing his hair, dressing him, and feeding him?
Song Wanwan shook her head, and the sweet smile on her face immediately disappeared, returning to her cold and calm expression.
Rong Luchi raised his eyes and looked: "Not to your liking?"
"No, it all looks good. I want to have a sip of soup first."
"good."
Rong Luchi depended on her.
I took a spoon and scooped some appetizing soup for her.
Song Wanwan leaned over and drank it.
"Okay, now I'm going to savor it slowly."
Song Wanwan pretended to be arrogant, frowned, and then ordered Rong Luchi to serve her food and drinks.
She acted like a queen, high and mighty throughout the whole process.
"Have you finished eating? Designer Song?" Rong Luchi put down the bowl and spoon, looked at Song Wanwan with a satisfied look on his face, and asked.
This guy is totally out for revenge.
The beef was stir-fried with green beans and carrots. She only ate the green beans and beef and insisted on picking out the carrots.
Or, you need to coat the cola chicken wings with some sauce after eating each bite.
He agreed to everything she asked.
"Okay, I want to eat dragon fruit, but I don't want the seeds. Can you help me pick them out?"
Song Wanwan pointed at the dragon fruit in the fruit basket with her delicate chin.
"You're pushing for more, aren't you? Huh?"
After feeding her, Rong Luchi picked up the leftovers and ate them.
He is the young master of the Rong family. Not only does he eat her leftovers, he also picks out the seeds from the dragon fruit.
"Why won't you let me chew it and feed it to you? Huh?"
"Eh hey hey!" Song Wanwan gave him a look of disgust.
That cool and beautiful little face was a little arrogant.
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