She was still holding a rice bowl and chopsticks in her hand, so panicked that she almost smashed the bowl!

"I'm not done yet......" She didn't finish her words, and his kiss had already fallen.

After Ye Luoluo panicked, he slowly settled down.

His kiss was airtight, and although it was domineering, it no longer had the coldness and anger just now.

It seems that the phone call just now was to report her whereabouts.

proved that she really didn't go anywhere, but really went home, except for Zhang Jing, she didn't have too much to do with anyone.

She was innocent, and most of his anger was gone.

But...... Ye Luoluo was not happy at all.

There was a wave of anger and grievances in his chest, and many people didn't dare to vent their complaints.

With this suffocating distrust and exclusivity of his, she felt that she was beginning to resent this life.

"Why don't you eat?" He finally let go of her lips and looked down at the bowl she held tightly in her hand.

There was hardly a bite of rice inside.

"I'm eating...... Ye Luoluo hurriedly took a bite of rice, chewed hard, and swallowed.

The tasteless rice was hard to swallow, and she felt choked halfway through it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" on the spur of the moment, eating too much......

He reached out and brought a bowl of soup, scooped a spoonful, and gently cooled it to her lips.

Ye Luoluo closed his mouth and looked at him vigilantly, as if there was poison in the bowl of soup.

Rong Yan slowly drank the soup in the spoon, and his cold eyes turned slightly: "It seems that you want me to feed you with your mouth, right?" ”

Ye Luoluo hurriedly shook her head, brought the soup bowl over and drank it in one gulp, indicating that she would drink it and didn't need him to feed it.

But the bowl of soup was too hot, and he didn't have time to stop it, she had already drunk it in one gulp, and almost immediately she was so hot that she squirted out, and the soup bowl in her hand fell to the ground and was smashed.

Rong Yan held her face and looked at her hot little mouth with pity: "How's it going?" Aunt Zhou, bring the ointment. ”

Ye Luoluo had a bag of tears in his eyes, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva before he felt better in his mouth.

Raising her eyes, she glanced at him with some resentment.

It's all him!

took such a hot soup, obviously wanting to see her make a fool of herself!

"Young master, the medicine for burns is only for external use, and it may be ...... in the mouth" Aunt Zhou came over in a panic and hugged the medicine box.

"It's okay, no medicine." Ye Luoluo had a big tongue, and the tone of his speech was very funny, in fact, he didn't burn it well, and the bowl of soup had been out for a long time, and it was a little hot, but it didn't burn people.

Listening to her muffled emphasis, Rong Yan was a little amused: "Let me feed you next time." ”

"Mr. Rong, do you like to bully people so much?" Ye Luoluo was a little indignant, she had tried her best to be cautious in front of him, but she still had to be unlucky from time to time.

One moment I was frightened by his anger, and the next I simply drank soup and burned my mouth.

"I just like to bully you." He whispered, fingers rubbing slowly back and forth against her lips.

Her lips were red and swollen, and she didn't know if she was burned by the soup or if she had been kissed by him just now......

Ye Luoluo grabbed his fingers and complained in a low voice: "After bullying for so long, won't you get tired of it?" ”

When will her bad days come to an end?

Rong Yan took the opportunity to put her hand to her lips and kissed her fingers carefully, kissing them one by one, biting them gently with her teeth from time to time.

"How can you get tired of bullying? I'd like to bully even harder. ”