The man stood up, sat back in his seat, and ate the clumpy noodles with an expressionless face.
Yan Yuning: “…”
Just now, my aunt wanted to serve him some soup, but he refused it. Now it’s all right.
"Go on, what next?" Yan Yuning saw Xuan Yanyu's face full of displeasure and asked.
The man's expression didn't relax at all. He took out a napkin and slowly wiped the corner of his mouth, then stood up from his chair and prepared to go upstairs.
"Sit down and finish your meal."
Xuan Yanyu drooped his eyelashes and continued to walk out, "Sorry, I only listen to my girlfriend."
Yan Yuning held her forehead with her hand. She was angry. Just now he said he didn't have it, and she said he did. Did she misunderstand that she was deliberately rejecting him with this reason?
I have to say that Yan Yu Ning really understands him well, and Xuan Yanyu was indeed angry because of this.
From the moment they met, in his eyes, Yan Yuning was very dissatisfied with him. He said that he met her requirements, and Yan Yuning asked him to think about it and said that she had seen it.
She even said that she had seen him in his bed. How could he not be angry when he rejected her with such a ridiculous reason?
Yan Yuning sighed silently, finished her noodles, and carried the bowl and chopsticks along with the remaining noodles of Xuan Yanyu to the kitchen.
"Miss Yan, please leave it here. I'll take care of it." Aunt Feng, who was cooking sobering soup, heard footsteps and hurriedly took the bowl and chopsticks from Yan Yuning.
Yan Yuning smiled and said, "No, I just brought it over."
"Ms. Yan." A Ci greeted politely.
Yan Yuning's eyebrows curved, "Who are you?"
"Miss Yan, his name is Aci. He used to be Mr. Xuan's bodyguard. Later, he was taken away by the second lady. Now he works as a driver for Mr. Xuan." Aunt Feng explained happily.
"Oh." Yan Yu Ning nodded with a smile.
"Okay, Xiaowan, take it to the second young lady." Aunt Feng poured the sobering soup and handed it to Xiaowan who was standing beside her.
Ah Ci lowered his hand that was hanging in the air and nodded towards Yan Yu Ning, "Miss Yan, I'll go down first."
"good."
A Ci left the kitchen dejectedly. Yan Yuning said hello to Feng Ma and left the room.
After taking a shower and taking care of her skin, she opened her phone and saw that it was only half past eleven, not too late. She opened the door and went to the house opposite, knocking symbolically. The door was not locked, so she pushed it open and went in.
The man in the room had just finished taking a shower and was wearing only a pair of black shorts. His hair was still dripping with water. He was holding a towel in his hand and was about to wipe his hair.
Smooth waist and abdomen, strong chest, thin and narrow hips, tight abdominal muscles. Yan Yuning swallowed helplessly and stared at him straight.
"Hasn't your brother ever told you that you're still a little pervert?" The man pulled the bath towel on the bed around himself and glanced at the uninvited girl.
Her long, half-dry hair was draped behind her. She was wearing a light pink printed suspender nightgown with very thin straps, revealing her tender skin. She had a pair of slender long legs, red lips and white teeth, and a beautiful face, which was charming and seductive.
Although he was not standing close to him, he could smell the faint fragrance of her hair and the fresh scent of milk shower gel.
Xuan Yanyu lowered his eyes and wiped his hair, hiding the heat in his eyes, "Yan Yuning, I am a man."
"I know." Yan Yu Ning looked at him in confusion.
Doesn’t she know he is a man???
"You still know?" Xuan Yanyu's eyes fell on her fair skin. He suppressed the heat in his body and asked with narrowed eyes, "When you were at your brother's house, did you often take a shower and run to his room in your nightgown?"
"No, why would I go to his room?"
She won't leave the room after taking a shower. Even if she occasionally leaves the room, she won't run around in her nightgown. She will change her clothes before leaving the room.
"Put it on." The man threw a shirt into Yan Yuning's arms.
"Hello." Yan Yuning obediently put on his shirt.
Xuan Yanyu stopped looking at her, took a deep breath, picked up the hair dryer and started blowing her hair.
Yan Yuning half-reclined on the swivel chair, waiting for the man to finish drying his hair and go to the bathroom to get dressed, then she asked softly, "Xuan Yanyu, I have a question for you."
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