Rong Zhaonan grabbed her hand and raised his eyebrows smugly: "It was the teaching material that Boss Ning gave me, telling me to study it carefully. I thought Boss Ning was very satisfied on New Year's Eve."
Ning Yuan blushed.
She didn't return to Mr. Tang's dormitory until midnight on New Year's Eve.
Later, he could only reluctantly come up with an excuse that he was taking her and Chen Chen to the Bund to watch the fireworks to appease his older brother.
The excuse was clumsy and ridiculous. Her older brother didn't say anything, but she felt guilty and worried him for half the night.
Rong Zhaonan looked at her, lowered his head slightly, and smiled: "If you are not satisfied, please give me some pointers tonight. Boss Ning knows that I am always eager to learn and improve."
That night, he deliberately seduced her and tormented her for half the night. Perhaps it was a bit despicable and petty, but he was never a good person to begin with.
Wei Heng should stick to being the eldest brother; he can only have one lover.
Rong Zhaonan's aloof and handsome features were hidden in the shadows.
His sharp eyebrows and delicate eyes were now tinged with a wicked and unrestrained charm that was completely different from his original ascetic and aloof demeanor.
The Taoist priest and Tai Sui, having broken their vows, reveal their inherent alluring wildness, like the sudden burst of sunlight.
It's really weird... it can kill people!
Ning Yuan's heart was pounding like a drum. She tried to pull her hand away, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice, "No... we'll be very busy tomorrow when we open."
If she can't resist the temptation, she'll be the one in trouble tomorrow.
Seeing that the curly-haired rabbit wasn't taking the bait, Rong Zhaonan clicked his tongue and said, "Boss Ning is so stingy. As a helper who's going to work tomorrow, it's not unreasonable for him to ask for some compensation, is it?"
Ning Yuan was taken aback, then watched as he lowered his head and kissed her soft lips without ceremony.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. It'll just be a kiss, nothing else," Rong Zhaonan said in a hoarse voice, his fingertips digging into her slender fingers.
Ning Yuan's soft, gentle breathing and her small, delicate body always made him want to hold her close and take her away.
When I miss her, I take her out and kiss her.
"No...didn't you say you'd kiss me right away?"
"Um... I meant kiss here."
"Never mind... never mind..."
"Then let's change to this kiss... just one kiss... I know. You like it too, Aning."
The man's cool voice was tinged with a seductive and tender allure.
Ning Yuan gave a muffled hum, powerless to resist him; he actually called her A-Ning—
"Stop...stop...you liar...you broke your word...ugh...you filthy soldier..."
...
When Grandma Xia and her grandfather returned, Ning Yuan's hair had already dried.
She sat quietly on the sofa, her cheeks flushed, hugging her knees, looking a little listless.
The room was filled with the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.
Rong Zhaonan sat upright on the side, clearly having taken a bath, his hair still damp.
The key point is that he was feeding the girl cooked sweet potatoes with a spoon, just like an old man feeding a baby.
Grandma Xia found it amusing; this silly boy was really something... she wondered where he had learned such strange tricks to coax girls.
Grandpa Tang smiled and put Ah Hei and Ah Bai inside, then winked at Grandma Xia: "It's past ten o'clock, Xiao Nan, it's time to go home. We all have to get up early tomorrow."
It's about time to give the two children some time to spend together.
It's understandable for young people to be clingy, but the young lady still has a lot to do tomorrow!
They were all people familiar with the situation. Rong Zhaonan squatted down and touched Ning Yuan's round face.
Ning Yuan shrank back, her face flushed as she glared at him. "You shameless soldier scoundrel, what are you pretending to be so serious for? You're the first to learn bad habits!"
His handsome, aloof face softened with tenderness: "You go to sleep first, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning, okay?"
Ning Yuan didn't want the two elders to notice anything, so she gave him a small eye roll and mumbled, "Mm."
Uncle Rong smiled happily, turned around and left, looking quite energetic.
...
The next morning, students returned from winter break and started school. In the 1980s, college students were the pride of heaven.
They were all chatting and laughing, full of energy, as they carried their luggage toward school.
Their spirit and energy were completely different from those of the students who returned to school from home with long faces decades later.
The front and back gates of Fudan University were bustling with activity, filled with people seeing off guests, arriving on their own, faculty and students, and a constant flow of people.
Meanwhile, at Ning Yuan's coffee shop near the back entrance, more than twenty blond, blue-eyed foreigners of all kinds were squatting outside early in the morning...
Well, a group of Europeans and Americans and Soviets, who were mortal enemies behind the Iron Curtain in the 1980s, achieved a perfect unification when it came to drinking coffee.
They shook hands and made peace in this quaint coffee shop, entering their "honeymoon period".
Everyone is craving it, eagerly awaiting the triumphant return of the great barista, Mr. Tang, to satisfy their taste buds.
Coffee shops close during the Chinese New Year.
The few coffee shops in Shanghai that exist only serve very ordinary and cheap food, which cannot satisfy the discerning palates of those who have been spoiled by the Heart of the Era.
Even Old Master Tang was startled; upon arrival, he was greeted by a group of foreigners with eyes gleaming with greed.
"That scared me to death! I thought the Eight-Nation Alliance had attacked again," Miss Xia muttered to herself as she greeted them in fluent English.
These guys were squatting there like hungry cats.
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