Hearing Ren Tingxi lock the door, Lan Xiaolan grumbled, a little angry: "Ren Tingxi! You are pretending to be drunk."
Ren Tingxi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and stepped forward step by step, forcing Lan Xiaolan into a corner, leaving her with no way to retreat.
Then he held the wall with one hand and held her tightly under his eyes. He lowered his head and her face moved closer to him little by little.
"Don't you know how much I can drink?"
"Since you're not drunk, why did you let me take you there?"
Ren Tingxi raised his eyebrows, looking very pleased that a small fish had been hooked.
"I want to go back!"
Ren Tingxi had no intention of letting her go, he continued to slowly approach her little by little.
It was not until the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose that he finally stopped attacking.
"We've already got the pork belly, so there's no reason to let her get away so easily, don't you think?"
Lan Xiaolan was so angry that she stamped her feet: "Ren Tingxi! Who are you calling pork belly? I'm not fat at all! Okay!"
Ren Tingxi was amused by Lan Xiaolan and burst into laughter. Seeing her anxious and angry look, he felt that the little hedgehog at this moment was both pitiful and cute.
He stood up and stopped teasing her, then changed into his house slippers and walked into the house.
Ren Tingxi walked directly into the master bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked.
He had been to several drinking parties today and was reeking of cigarettes and alcohol. Now that he was back home, he just wanted to take a good shower and rest.
Lan Xiaolan had been locked inside the door by him, and had no choice but to follow Ren Tingxi in.
This is Lan Xiaolan, coming to Ren Tingxi's own house for the first time.
Ren Tingxi's house is very big, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. He has lived alone for many years.
So in addition to the master bedroom, he converted one of the larger secondary bedrooms into a study to facilitate his daily work.
The whole house is decorated in white and walnut as the main tones, with a complete set of Chinese ancient style decoration. The overall space is calm and grand.
In the middle of the living room, there is a fourteen-piece national standard mahogany rosewood sofa, on which are swirled various complex Chinese style totems, which were carved one by one by a famous relief designer.
In the center of the living room, a Chinese-style chandelier with a light luxury Zen style hangs on the ceiling. The chandelier has twelve sides, each depicting the totem of the twelve zodiac animals in the style of traditional Chinese painting.
Several reproductions of famous Chinese paintings hang in the living room, including Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains from the Yuan Dynasty, One Hundred Horses from the Qing Dynasty, and Five Oxen from the Tang Dynasty.
In addition to various copies of famous paintings, there are many uniquely shaped dwarf pine bonsai placed in various places in the living room, including boxwood, golden Zen, black tea, photinia, pine and cypress, five-story pagoda, Podocarpus, etc.
As soon as Lan Xiaolan entered the door, she felt a strong sense of luxurious Chinese style coming towards her. She felt refreshed instantly, and her previous anger disappeared in an instant.
Chinese style home furnishings are Lan Xiaolan's favorite style. So when Ren Tingxi decorated this house, he specially invited a famous Chinese style designer to design it.
Ren Tingxi walked out of the master bedroom, clothes in hand, ready to take a shower.
When he came out, he had completely taken off his shirt, and his strong muscles were clearly displayed.
However, he did not feel restrained in front of Lan Xiaolan, because this was his own home, and he had nothing that Lan Xiaolan had not seen.
"Stay here tonight. The house is big enough for us."
"It's very late now. I'm worried about you going back alone."
"I can take a taxi back. It won't be a hassle."
"As a girl, is it safe for you to take a taxi back home by yourself so late?"
Lan Xiaolan pursed her lips in anger and rolled her eyes: "Is it unsafe for a girl to take a taxi home late at night? Then is it safe for a girl to stay at a boy's house late at night?"
"Especially since that boy is now appearing naked in front of her as if nothing happened."
The angrier Lan Xiaolan got, the more Ren Tingxi couldn't help but want to tease her: "Oh? Then what kind of unsafe method will happen next? Tell me more about it."
As Ren Tingxi spoke, he moved closer to Lan Xiaolan, as if he wanted to catch her.
Lan Xiaolan kept dodging and ran to the other side of the big coffee table, playing hide-and-seek with Ren Tingxi.
Two childish guys over 30 actually act like little kids.
"Dong, Dong, Dong..." Suddenly, the large Chinese solid wood floor clock in the living room rang 10 times in a row.
"Oh no, it's already 10 p.m., I'm done. I haven't even started writing a single word for tomorrow's press conference."
"I don't want to play with you anymore. I really need to go back. I still have to work."
"You don't have to go back. You can still work well here."
"But the questions from the reporters tomorrow are still on the computer at the institute. I didn't bring them out."
Ren Tingxi smiled, imitating Lan Xiaolan's eye-rolling, which was both funny and amusing: "I'm also going to the press conference tomorrow, and I have the questions that the reporters want to ask. I was the one who sent those things to Professor Bai."
Then Ren Tingxi led Lan Xiaolan to the study where he worked.
The room is very large, and is surrounded by rows of neatly arranged bookshelves filled with a variety of books of all sizes.
There are Chinese, English, French, Japanese and even some from other countries with minority languages.
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