Lingling didn't answer, but she tilted her head slightly and took the initiative to kiss the man.
In the cold office, a man and a woman embrace each other affectionately. The wait during this period of time was not in vain after all.
After a long time, Dongzi left Lingdang's lips and kissed her neck. He tossed and turned, controlling his heavy breathing.
The strange feeling in her body made Lingling feel very unfamiliar. She shyly avoided Dongzi's kiss and said, "I'm hungry."
"Let me hold you for a while." Dongzi held Lingdang's waist and moved his body, slightly avoiding the part where he was reacting, and buried his head in her neck and shoulders to relieve himself. Lingdang nodded, and sat on Dongzi's legs motionlessly, waiting.
"What do you want to eat?" Dongzi coughed lightly, his voice still a little hoarse.
"I want to eat the food you cook." Lingling leaned on Dongzi's arms, her voice soft and sticky, without any trace of her former strong woman image. She had heard from people in Chaoyang that Dongge's cooking was delicious, and now that she had the chance, she naturally had to make a request.
"Then let's go to my house?" Dongzi stroked Lingling's arm gently with his fingers as if coaxing a child, and patted her lightly from time to time.
"Go... to your house?" Hearing this, Lingling didn't know what she was thinking about, and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. Isn't this too fast...
"Well, I can go to your place," Dongzi teased maliciously. They had just gotten together, so he wouldn't do anything to her so soon. But seeing how shy she was, Dongzi just wanted to tease her.
"..." Lingling was speechless. Is this a question of whose house to go to?
Seeing that she was very shy and seeing that it was getting late, Dongzi said, "Come to my place. We have food at home."
Dongzi habitually prepares some ingredients at home. When he is not busy, he will cook some food at home. Maybe it is because every family had a hard time in the early years, so now that he has the conditions, Dongzi enjoys this kind of life with fireworks at home.
"Okay" Listening to Dongzi's words, Lingling nodded obediently.
Dongzi helped her up, tidied up her messy clothes, put her coat on her, and then pulled her out of the office.
Lingling lagged behind Dongzi a little bit. Looking at the man holding her hand, Lingling felt warm in her heart and was filled with happiness.
Dongzi walked to the front of the car, took the car key from the reception room, opened the passenger door, and waited for Lingling to sit in the passenger seat before he got in.
When he was buckling the seat belt for Lingling, Dongzi rubbed her head in amusement as he saw the girl staring at him with a silly smile.
"Why are you so silly? Think about what you're going to eat. I'll make it for you."
"I want to eat sweet and sour pork, roasted gluten, and..." Lingling sat in the passenger seat and talked a lot, most of which were local dishes of Shanghai. Suddenly, she remembered that Dongzi was not a local, so she changed her words and said, "I want to eat whatever you cook."
Dongzi's heart was filled with joy when he heard the girl's soft voice.
"It's okay. If you don't know how to do it, I can learn. We can do it slowly in the future."
"Okay," Lingling responded happily.
The car stopped at the door of Dongzi's house, which was a two-story villa. It was not as good as Erye's new home, but it was also quiet and had a high value in the current Shanghai market.
Listening to Nanqiao's teachings, in recent years, not only Dongzi and his friends, but also Lingdang have bought houses in Shanghai. They have more than one house, all in good locations. At first, Lingdang's mother lived in Shanghai for a while when she was receiving treatment. After she recovered, she still felt that the village was lively.
Lingdang had no choice but to buy land in the village and build a new yard. She also paid the neighbor next door to take care of it every month before she agreed to let her mother go back.
So Lingling usually lives alone. Her home is usually deserted. It is considered good to have an egg or some fruit in the refrigerator.
Now when she entered Dongzi's house and saw the tidy room and the full refrigerator, even Lingling, who had known him for such a long time, was surprised.
"I have to say, your family is more popular than mine..." She really didn't expect that Brother Dongzi was such a person who loved life, which was really inconsistent with his usual cold image.
"Go sit on the sofa and watch TV or something. I'll be quick." Dongzi pulled Lingling and sat on the sofa. He gave her a glass of juice and went to the kitchen to work. The refrigerator was full of ready-made ingredients. It was just the two of them. They fried two dishes and cooked some rice.
Lingling was pulled over by Dongzi, and she sat on the sofa and watched TV obediently, looking towards the kitchen from time to time. Dongzi had untied his tie and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt. While he was holding the pot, he could see the bulging veins on his arms, which was so sexy.
As the sky gradually darkened, the house was filled with the aroma of food, the sound of the television, and the sound of spatulas colliding. Under the slightly yellow light in the house, Lingling felt at ease. Being able to be with the person she loved and live such an ordinary life was what she had always dreamed of.
Thinking of this, Lingling stood up and walked towards the kitchen. She stood behind Dongzi, hugged his strong waist, and put her cheek against Dongzi's vest intimately.
"What's wrong?" Dongzi noticed that someone behind him was hugging him, and asked with his head slightly tilted, with one hand still protecting the bell and gently resting on his waist. The girl's arms were delicate and tender, and it would be terrible if they were splashed with oil.
"It feels so unreal. I want to hug you." Lingling said, hugging Dongzi tighter.
Hearing Lingdang say this, Dongzi turned off the fire, turned around and hugged Lingdang tightly in his arms, and kissed her on the forehead, "Silly girl, I usually see you say what you mean at work, why are you acting silly now?"
"What? I'm smart, so I won't be stupid." Lingling raised her head from Dongzi's arms and argued to herself unconvinced.
Dongzi put his hands around Lingling's waist. Both her shirt and skirt were tight-fitting. He suddenly thought of something and said to Lingling, "Do you want to change your clothes?"
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