Ning Yuan picked up her enamel mug and took a sip: "Hmm, with milk... Latte?"
"You seem quite familiar with coffee?" Rong Zhaonan asked, his eyes deep and unfathomable as he watched Ning Yuan lick her lips.
Ning Yuan was silent for a while before saying, "I heard my grandmother mention that she drank it when she was in the Ning family."
Where can a small-town resident like her go for coffee?
She's been very careful, but the longer you live with someone, the more slips up your tongue sometimes.
But he never bothered to get to the bottom of it.
Rong Zhaonan smiled and said, "This stuff is very bitter. If a girl wants to drink it, she should add sugar and milk."
After saying that, he pointed to the cookies: "Try them, these are butter cookies, they're from Guangzhou."
Ning Yuan took a piece to try. It was crispy and crunchy, and the buttery cookie was the perfect match for the slightly bitter, caramelized coffee.
She ate all three cookies. She was tired from doing her test, and a handsome guy brought her something delicious; she had to say something, right?
"It's delicious, thank you!"
Watching Ning Yuan happily lick her fingertips with her little tongue, Rong Zhaonan's narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes darkened slightly.
He lowered his eyes, refusing to look at her.
Now, her every move easily makes him 'get angry'. Grandma Xia is right, he should be more detached from worldly desires.
"Here, take this." He got up and fetched a small bundle.
Ning Yuan opened it with some curiosity and found a complete set of silk pajamas and a set of Friendship brand pearl face cream wrapped in soft paper and ribbon with English writing on it.
Exquisite, stylish, and beautiful!
She paused for a moment, then looked at Rong Zhaonan: "What's this?"
Rong Zhaonan coughed lightly: "I brought these back from my last business trip, but I haven't had a chance to give them to you yet. These pajamas are supposedly from the Hong Kong government!"
He asked his comrade-in-arms who works at customs to buy the imported goods this time, so he shouldn't have bought the wrong ones, right?
She usually wears old cotton clothes, but she also likes expensive and impractical silk.
He'd also seen her tinkering with skincare products in her spare time quite a bit.
I hope she'll like it this time...
How could I not be happy to receive a gift?
Ning Yuan happily opened the box and smelled the fragrance: "Thank you!"
Friendship brand face cream in its yellow box is quite common, but their pearl cream is hard to find! It's only available in the provincial capital!
She touched the silk pajamas again; the soft, flowing texture felt like water in her hands, and the pinkish-gray pattern was very elegant.
Ning Yuan couldn't help but pick it up, and winked at Rong Zhaonan, teasing him, "It's so beautiful! It's rare that you didn't give me anything weird this time..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a set of... pink and black underwear rolled out from inside.
It wasn't the typical plain underwear that's common these days; it was sexy lace lingerie... Just two tiny pieces of silk on the chest—more of an embellishment than underwear.
Not to mention triangle-tie panties, which are just a tiny piece of fabric, barely the size of half a palm, tied with fancy ribbons—they cover nothing but are undeniably alluring!
Ning Yuan: "..."
Rong Zhaonan: "..."
A blush crept onto Rong Zhaonan's usually cool and fair face, and he said somewhat embarrassedly, "Um... um... I didn't know that capitalist things were so... so decadent!"
He looked at the pajamas wrapped in ribbons and soft paper, never imagining that there was something else hidden inside!
"I didn't intend to give you something like this!" He instinctively reached for it, grabbing the briefs and stuffing them into his pocket.
What can this thing cover when she wears it?
Ning Yuan could tell from Rong Zhaonan's expression that he was lost in thought, and her face turned bright red.
She coughed lightly: "You didn't even open the package to check it, did you? Are you sure you want to put this in your pants pocket?"
Rong Zhaonan, his ears red, mumbled, "No, I would never bring back something so depraved!"
The next moment, he froze, as if his hand had been burned. Having that woman's thing stuffed in his police trousers looked...
Seeing that his fair ears had turned red, she was momentarily at a loss for what to do.
Ning Yuan was speechless for a moment. This guy coldly pinned her down, kissing and hugging her without blushing. He even pinched and kissed her in the police station interrogation room without blushing.
But when he saw a set of sexy lingerie, he actually felt embarrassed. How innocent!
What kind of weird attribute is this of his?
But thinking about it, it makes sense. At this time, Boss Rong... wasn't married, and probably hadn't been in a relationship either, right?
Otherwise, given his fierce chastity—he insisted she take responsibility after being kissed once and hugged for two nights—he wouldn't stand for it.
He must be a virgin, otherwise she wouldn't be in charge.
Maybe……
Even the most simple-minded man, once his passion and temper are aroused, will only be focused on getting things done.
Seeing him frozen there, his face flushed and neck thick, Ning Yuan reached out and took the sexy panties from his hand, rolling them together with the sexy lingerie.
"Never mind, just consider it a bonus with the pajamas."
Rong Zhaonan noticed that she didn't seem angry, unlike last time when she had given him a cold shoulder.
He turned his face away and coughed lightly: "Yes, I'll be more careful next time."
Ning Yuan looked at his red ears and neck, suppressed a laugh and nodded: "Okay."
She gulped down her coffee, stretched, and said, "Alright, I have to keep working hard. You go to sleep first!"
Rong Zhaonan watched as she took out another stack of papers given to her by Old Tang, his deep gaze lingering on the dark circles under her eyes.
He remained silent for a while, then went out and took a cold shower.
Then, when Ning Yuan went to bed that night, she found that he no longer insisted on holding her while sleeping.
Rong Zhaonan lay quietly by the window, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes casting quiet shadows on his serene, fair face.
Ning Yuan sat on the bed and looked at Rong Xiaoge, who was pretending to be a sleeping beauty, with some suspicion.
These days, as soon as they get into bed, he pulls her into his arms.
"What are you looking at? Don't you have to go to school tomorrow morning?" Rong Zhaonan suddenly asked with his eyes closed.
Ning Yuan obediently lay down: "I'll go."
Rong Zhaonan turned his back and said indifferently, "Then go to sleep. I don't think you can sleep well if you're always being held."
Ning Yuan's lips twitched—
Who could sleep well with a loaded gun pointed at their back every day? Wouldn't that cause mental stress?
This isn't because we're afraid he'll suddenly lose control and "commit a violent act with a gun!"
However, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief when Rong Zhaonan agreed not to hold her while she slept.
Ning Yuan felt relieved and her sense of security returned. She thought she would be able to fall asleep easily.
But she discovered... she hadn't fallen asleep at all!
What's going on? Has she developed Stockholm syndrome from having a gun pointed at her every day?
Without that warm embrace from behind, I actually had trouble sleeping!
Rong Zhaonan, with his eyes closed, casually made a hand seal while lying down and began reciting the "Lingbao Bifa" (a Buddhist text).
"The so-called Great Way is high and supreme; when one looks up to it, there is nothing above it, and no one can see its head..."
Cultivate your character and temperament!
...
The next morning, Ning Yuan woke up earlier than Rong Zhaonan for the first time.
Grandma Xia was yawning and placing hot buns on the table in the yard when she saw Ning Yuan come out with two panda eyes.
"Grandma, I'm going to school, I'm so sleepy." Ning Yuan yawned while carrying her schoolbag, put two steamed buns into her aluminum lunchbox, and rode away on her bicycle.
Grandma Xia was furious. Her glare instantly shot towards the tall, slender figure who had just gotten up and was rinsing his mouth with a water glass and toothbrush: "You come here!"
Rong Zhaonan: "..."
MISS Xia's mother-in-law looked at her as if she were some shameless little wife who was pestering her "husband" who was going to the capital for the imperial examination to do *that*.
But he really didn't...
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