Chapter 63
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"I'll drive you home," Nian Junting remained silent for a while, then said slowly, "I'm not having breakfast at home. I'm going out to eat."
"But my place isn't on the way to your company, and I've already made breakfast." Luosang was a little embarrassed.
"It's alright. The company is mine anyway. I can go there whenever I want. Don't talk nonsense. I don't like it when people disobey me," said Nian Junting domineeringly, then walked downstairs.
After saying goodbye to Sister Lan, at eight o 'clock, she grabbed her bag and followed Nian Junting to the parking lot.
Because he had cooked the corn earlier, he was afraid that it would go to waste, so he grabbed a corn and munched on it as he walked.
Before getting into the car, Nian Junting turned around and saw a piece of corn on her cheek. Under the warm morning light, she looked adorable.
He frowned and didn't think too much about it. Subconsciously, he reached out to pick up the corn at the corner of her mouth.
Luo Sang was slightly stunned. She turned her face sideways and was caught off guard. His fingertips brushed across her moist red lips. It felt like touching jelly when she was little, soft and juicy.
Both of them were stunned.
Nian Junting's pupils darkened. He retracted his hand, which felt as if it had been struck by an electric current, and said with a cold face, "Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat. You must have been a pig in your previous life."
"I just don't want to waste it." Luo Sang curved her lips in an innocent and childish way.
Nian Junting snorted, turned around, and got into the car. He must be crazy to think that an old woman pouting like that looked childish.
After driving for a while, Nian Junting glanced at the small bag in her hand and said, "That's all you have?"
"Yes."
Nian Junting frowned as he recalled how she had always been wearing the same clothes. Sometimes, he was tired of looking at her.
"You can't do this." He sighed in his heart, feeling that he was really worried to death. "Women should put in more effort to dress up to attract men's attention."
Luo Sang thought of Yi Jingxi, and a mocking look flashed across her eyes.
Hadn't she put enough effort into dressing up before? Even in terms of appearance, she was recognized as the prettiest girl in the faculty. But in the end, her fiancé still found Zhong Yi, who wasn't as pretty as her, behind her back.
"I thought … men cared more about their skills in bed."
"You mean you're very good in bed?" Nian Junting gave her a fake smile and said, "But no matter how good you are in bed, you still need to be pretty enough to get a man into your bed, right?"
"I'm not good at all," said Nian Junting unhappily.
"That's why she lost everything.
She lowered her eyes gloomily and pursed her lips. The atmosphere in the air became much gloomier.
Nian Junting rubbed his nose, thinking that he might have touched her sore spot. He didn't mean to hurt her, he just wanted to give her some manly advice, hoping that she could live a better life in the future.
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"Nian Junting, do you know what I hate the most about Chinese people?" Nian Junting said with a deep voice, sounding like a man in a superior position. "They want it, but they always try to push it away. Do you want me to push it away with this money? Don't make me mad, or I'll make you stay."
"Luo Sang, do you know what I hate the most about Chinese people?" Nian Junting's deep voice sounded dignified and charismatic. "They obviously want the money, but they always pretend to push it away. Do you want me to push the money back and forth with you? Don't make me angry, or I'll make sure that you won't be able to leave even if you want to." Nian Junting's deep voice sounded like that of a superior.
Luo Sang was speechless.
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