Chapter 127 Show off
After Lin Rushang left, He Tingchen nodded at the dog's nose again.
"You just acted like a lickspittle. Don't you think I have any dignity?"
Shuangshuang whimpered twice in grievance, then lay down at He Tingchen's feet with dog eyes.
When Lin Rushang came out of the bathroom, water was still dripping from her fingertips. She shook it off and asked He Tingchen.
"Mr. He, there's no hair in your bathroom..."
As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at He Tingchen. The man had his back to her, his upper body naked, with smooth skin and a tight line around his waist, a mixture of strength and wildness.
It’s not like Lin Rushuang hasn’t seen He Tingchen’s figure before, but she is always amazed every time she sees it.
He Tingchen heard Lin Rushuang's voice and turned around.
"If you don't have a towel, isn't it the same to wipe your hands with a paper towel?"
Lin Rushuang's open mouth had not yet closed, and she only came to her senses when she heard He Tingchen's voice.
"Oh, okay."
She walked to the dining table, took out two tissues from the box, wiped her hands, and asked him.
"Why did you take off all your clothes?"
He Tingchen was stunned: "Didn't you ask me to take it off?"
Lin Rushuang didn't know whether she should laugh for a moment.
"I asked you to take off your clothes, but I didn't ask you to take them all off."
"You didn't ask me to take off only half of it."
He Tingchen spoke with confidence.
Lin Rushuang was smart enough not to argue with him. She couldn't even defeat He Tingchen, let alone a dog that was eyeing her covetously.
She walked to He Tingchen's side and picked up the medicine on the coffee table.
"Turn around."
He Tingchen turned his back to Lin Rushuang. Lin Rushuang took off the blood-stained bandage on his back and threw it into the trash can.
The wound was coiled like a centipede, and the skin and flesh were split in the middle. Lin Rushang took a deep breath, and her old illness started to recur.
At this moment, she felt goosebumps all over her body.
Lin Rushang took a deep breath, readjusted her mood, picked up the clean gauze and medicine and applied it to him again.
When wrapping the bandage, Lin Rushang had to wrap it from the back and then go around He Tingchen from the front.
He Tingchen didn't feel anything at first, but suddenly he felt something pressing against his waist, and his back stiffened.
Lin Rushang felt the tension in his body.
"What's wrong? Did it hurt you?"
He Tingchen's low voice was obviously a little hoarse.
"No, stay away from me. It's too hot to lean against me."
Lin Rushuang hadn't reacted yet: "Too hot?"
When she suddenly lowered her head and took a look, she realized that she had been too close to He Tingchen.
Her cheeks flushed instantly.
"good."
Lin Rushang was applying medicine to He Tingchen very carefully this time, when a man's lazy and frivolous voice suddenly rang out.
"Sister Lin, doesn't Li Wenyuan give you food? You're almost as thin as a washboard."
Lin Rushuang was stunned by He Tingchen's sudden words, and her bandaged hands also stopped shaking.
The next second, she immediately realized the meaning of He Tingchen's words.
She looked down at herself.
What does it mean to be as thin as a washboard?
He Tingchen has seen too many of the plump and charming beauties in red clothes like last time. Not only is he picky about her mouth, but now he is also picky about her eyes.
She continued with her hand movements and clarified herself at the same time.
"Anyway, Mr. He doesn't have to marry me in the future. My figure has nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about it."
He Tingchen sneered, and Lin Rushuang always felt that this laugh was extremely mocking.
What's there to mock her about? The size of that thing is not something she can control.
Besides, she is very satisfied with her figure.
However, He Tingchen might not think so. After all, the woman in the red dress last time was indeed charming and enchanting. Even she, a woman, was amazed when she saw her.
Just a glance from her could make one feel like an electric current was running through their body.
Which man wouldn't like her? It's possible that He Tingchen had already secretly made an appointment with her.
He Tingchen straightened his back and noticed that Lin Rushang had been bandaged. He reached out and picked up the clothes next to him and put them on.
"I didn't say I disliked you."
Lin Rushang had long been accustomed to his nonsensical jokes and replied nonchalantly.
"It's not your turn to be disgusted."
He Tingchen buttoned the last button of his suit jacket with his bony fingers and said in a deep voice.
"Don't say anything too soon."
Lin Rushuang's mind was now full of cooking for He Tingchen as soon as possible. When the time came, while this gentleman was in a good mood, she would also express her needs.
She dusted off her clothes and stood up.
“Do you have any vegetables in the refrigerator?”
"have."
Although he doesn't like cooking, the cleaning lady buys the ingredients and puts them in the refrigerator every day.
Because he has a problem. He doesn't eat food, but he has to buy it. He likes to see the refrigerator full.
Lin Rushuang walked to the refrigerator and opened it. Sure enough, it was full of food.
She picked out a few items, went into the kitchen and started cooking.
He Tingchen saw Lin Rushang wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen. He suddenly took out his mobile phone, took a picture of her back, and sent it to the group.
He and a few other good friends are the only ones in the group.
Pei Wenxuan suddenly sent a shocked emoticon.
[Wait a minute, who is this girl? She looks familiar to me.]
Yuan Lang also attached a shocked emoticon.
[Holy crap, isn't this from our Brother Chen? It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him to actually send a message, and it's a photo of a girl.]
Duan Jiayi also sent a few exclamation marks.
[Fuck! Isn't this so-and-so?]
Yuan Lang: [Straighten your tongue before you speak.]
Duan Jiayi: [You... don't you recognize the girl in the photo? ]
Yuan Lang: [Do you know him?]
Pei Wenxuan echoed: "Don't mention it, I also think he looks a bit like that person, but I just can't remember who he is at the moment."
Duan Jiayi racked his brains for a moment and then quickly typed on it.
[I remember now, brothers, isn't this woman the daughter of the family that saved Brother Chen before?]
Yuan Lang also remembered it.
[This woman is Brother Chen...]
Yuan Lang did not send out the following words, and everyone knew what he meant.
Duan Jiayi: [Tsk tsk, what's the point of Brother Chen posting this? Is he trying to show off that he has someone cooking for him?]
Yuan Lang also imitated Duan Jiayi and started to act sarcastic.
[Oh, how abominable! It's because we don't have the good fortune of Brother Chen, and don't have a woman to cook for us.]
He Tingchen sat on the sofa, his long legs wrapped in suit pants casually draped over the coffee table, his eyes full of coldness and arrogance.
"Why, you feel uncomfortable because no one does it for you, right?"
Duan Jiayi: [Just show off. You must have threatened the girl into cooking for you.]
Yuan Lang: [I heard before that this girl is a little hard to tame. Brother Chen must have used some kind of threat.]
Pei Wenxuan made a mocking expression.
[That's right, maybe the girl set him up.]
He Tingchen read the message and subconsciously narrowed his eyes towards the figure in the kitchen.
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