Chapter 2185 Whose Phone Is It?
Ruomu seemed to be under a spell and obeyed his instructions obediently and closed her eyes.
But when you close your eyes, other senses of the body become more sensitive.
She felt the coolness and sweetness on his lips.
I don’t know whether the sweet taste of the cream came from her mouth or his mouth.
Her hearing also became sharper. She could hear his strong and powerful heartbeat, his breathing, and even the small and sticky sounds of kisses.
But the brain becomes dull.
She had ten thousand reasons to push him away, but she forgot them all at this moment.
She forgot that she was still on the busy pedestrian street, and also forgot all the rules and regulations, such as that he was her employer, that he was a high-ranking young master, and that he might just be in a whim and want to take advantage of her.
Not only did she lose the determination to push him away, she even responded to his kiss.
Ruomu almost couldn't help but open her lips and rub against him, indulging in this intimacy.
Her initiative also gave Xiao Jun an opportunity to take advantage of it. The originally gentle kiss became passionate, and the originally restrained kiss became deeper and deeper...
Ruomu also realized for the first time that kissing is not just a simple contact of lips...
The ringing of a cell phone interrupted the two of them.
Xiao Jun stopped and pressed his lips against hers for a moment, as if he was still unsatisfied.
"You...the phone is ringing..."
"I know," he chuckled and kissed her lips again: "You are much more skilled than last time."
Ruomu blushed and lowered her head.
I was thinking about the last time.
Was it the time when I accompanied him back to the hotel room to drink coffee and he forcefully kissed me?
No, they had only kissed for a few seconds that time when she slapped Young Master Xiao.
Thinking back further... I was kissed by him when I was still in the manor.
Those two times, she was indeed not skilled enough...
But what does this mean for her and him?
Xiao Jun finally left her, took out his phone, glanced at the caller, hesitated slightly, then temporarily handed the half-eaten ice cream cone to Ruomu, "Help me hold it, I'm going to answer a call."
"Oh... okay."
After the kiss just now, she didn't even have the courage to look him in the eye. She just lowered her head and nodded.
When he reached the flower bed, he answered the call.
Ruomu then raised his hot face and looked at the tall man in the distance.
Why didn’t I slap him when he kissed me this time?
Not only was she not angry, she even liked the feeling just now.
She likes being kissed by him, being hugged by him, and his gentle and doting eyes and tone. It feels like there is room for her in his world.
Just like that, Ruomu sat on the winter street, basking in the orange sunset that had lost its temperature, eating a cold ice cream cone, but his heart was like a pool of hot soup, boiling and surging.
She no longer felt cold, but only felt an indescribable sweetness that spread from her mouth to her heart.
She even had an impulse. Even if Young Master Xiao was playing with her feelings and filling his temporary emptiness, she seemed willing to pretend not to know.
Just like a moth in a lampshade, even though it knows it's a dead end, it still wants to fly in with its head stuck in.
Ruomu had finished her ice cream cone, but Young Master Xiao hadn't finished his call yet.
I don't know who called. I just saw Young Master Xiao frowning and looking unhappy. He nodded occasionally, as if he was agreeing to something from the person on the other end of the phone. Later, he stopped nodding and just listened.
He glanced at her, looked at her deeply, then looked away and continued on the phone.
After a while, Xiao Jun finally finished the call and returned to Ruomu.
"Let's go home." His voice was heavy, not as relaxed as before.
Ruomu took his half of the ice cream cone and said, "It seems that I can't eat it anymore."
Although it was winter, the ice cream cone had melted most of the way in her hand and was inedible.
"Well, throw it away." After saying that, he picked up the shopping bag on the bench and walked towards the parking lot.
Ruomu quickly ran to the trash can, threw away the half ice cream cone, and jogged to catch up with Xiao Jun.
Xiao Jun didn't look at her, but he reached out and held her hand.
Ruomu looked down at their intertwined fingers, pursed his lips, and did not struggle.
Xiao Jun remained silent for the rest of the journey. He seemed to be in a very bad mood, which seemed to be related to the phone call.
If he didn't say anything, Ruomu wouldn't ask and tried to keep quiet so as not to annoy him.
When they returned home, it was already time for dinner. The two bought some ingredients and Ruomu planned to make something simple.
She asked Xiao Jun if he wanted to eat wontons.
She learned that from Mr. Tang when she was at the vineyard. It was simple and quick.
Xiao Jun said, "All is fine." Then he went into his own room.
Ruomu had taken care of him when they were at the vineyard. In fact, this state was his normal state. He was depressed, taciturn, and like an iceberg.
It's not normal to go shopping with her in a leisurely manner and then sit on the roadside to eat ice cream cones...
Who made him return to normal?
Is it related to that Miss Su?
Ruomu silently tied on an apron and walked into the kitchen.
After a while, voices were heard from Young Master Xiao's room. He was on the phone again.
I didn't know who it was this time, but it sounded like he was talking to someone of his generation. He didn't use any honorifics and spoke in a casual tone, saying something like, "I don't know... where is it? Well, I'll find you..."
After a while, he hung up the phone.
When he came out of the room again, he was already dressed for going out.
When he passed the kitchen, he paused at the door and said to Ruomu, "I'm going to go out for a while. You can eat dinner by yourself."
After saying that, he walked towards the entrance.
Ruomu put down the vegetables she was washing and chased him into the entrance corridor, but the door had already closed in front of her.
Ruomu looked at the black security door, swallowed the words "When will you come back?", and turned back to the kitchen.
Looking at the half-processed ingredients, she suddenly lost the motivation to cook.
Since I was eating alone anyway, I cooked myself a bowl of clear soup noodles, which was enough to make the meal.
After dinner, the clothes bought from the mall were delivered to the house one after another and filled the corridor at the entrance.
She took bag after bag into her own nest, like an ant moving house, and finally almost filled up Young Master Xiao's studio.
Looking at the clothes and paper bags all over the floor and bed, Ruomu felt incredible.
I never thought that one day I would have so many clothes that I wouldn't even have a place to sleep...
But I also started to worry. Where should I put so many clothes in the future?
She thought about it and decided to send a text message to Master Xiao to ask if he could temporarily lend her two wardrobe compartments.
But the message was not sent, so I put the phone aside again...
Ruomu knew that he was just making small talk and wanted to contact him, but maybe he was busy. There was no need to send a message to ask about such trivial matters.
As for how to store these clothes, let's wait until he comes back.
Anyway, this room is spacious and has few furniture, so adding a wardrobe next to the bed is more than enough.
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