Bao Jingyan is such a gentleman, and Su Ruanruan is quite speechless.
She’s so reserved she wouldn’t pester anymore.
Burying her small face into the white pillow, pretending to sleep, her responses to Bao Jingyan were lazy.
"What’s wrong?" Bao Jingyan deliberately leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "Thinking about it?"
"No! You’re disgusting." Su Ruanruan pushed him.
She wanted to go to the bathroom.
But Bao Jingyan pulled her back and tenderly nibbled on her little nose: "So, my Ruanruan likes doing disgusting things the most."
Her little face turned bright red.
Looking like she was about to cry, she simply got out of bed hugging the blanket.
She refused to sleep with him any longer.
Bao Jingyan leaned against the headboard, calling out to her, "Not sleeping with me, for real?"
Su Ruanruan, holding the doorknob, turned her head, "President Bao is injured, you should rest more."
He chuckled with a hint of naughtiness, "It’s just a small wound, doesn’t matter at all."
"Shameless." Su Ruanruan ran away.
Bao Jingyan still smiled.
Moments later, he took a cigarette from the bedside box, lit one, and casually scrolled through his phone.
His handsome face was full of scheming.
After smoking two cigarettes, he guessed Su Ruanruan must have fallen asleep, then he sneaked downstairs quietly.
He spent two to three hours in the basement, and when he came out, it was deep into the night.
His deep blue nightgown had a trace of a bloody scent.
Bao Jingyan took a shower, casually throwing his nightgown into the trash can.
Early in the morning.
Su Ruanruan slipped back into the bedroom.
Bao Jingyan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows making a phone call.
He was dressed in a pale blue shirt with charcoal grey trousers, freshly cropped hair, looking mature and handsome.
Hearing the door open, he turned his head.
Su Ruanruan, wrapped in a small blanket and looking like a little bug, came in.
Bao Jingyan silently appreciated her for a while, then pointed towards the bathroom, signaling her to wash up.
About two minutes later, Su Ruanruan ran out from the bathroom.
Bao Jingyan had just ended his call.
She glared at him, "Bao Jingyan, where did you go last night?"
She wrinkled her little nose, "Your nightgown had bloodstains."
Bao Jingyan chuckled lightly, "A small cut reopened on my shoulder."
Su Ruanruan didn’t believe him.
He found her face with toothpaste foam cute, reached out, and pulled her into his arms.
He wanted a kiss; Su Ruanruan refused.
Her small hand pressed against his shoulder, busy unbuttoning his shirt.
Bao Jingyan laughed lightly, "What’s this, so early in the morning?"
Su Ruanruan had already unwrapped the bandage on his shoulder.
The supposedly injured skin was perfectly fine, not a mark of rupture.
"You lied to me!" Su Ruanruan accused.
Bao Jingyan slowly buttoned up his shirt and straightened his tie.
He smiled, "You don’t like those violent affairs; I had to hide it from you."
Su Ruanruan was furious.
She bit her tender red lips, softly saying, "You don’t treat this as a home! If you cared about this place, you wouldn’t bring people here to torment."
She didn’t want to say more, quietly heading towards the bathroom.
The next second, she was hooked by her waist.
She fell into a warm embrace.
Her back pressed against his firm chest, she could even feel his heartbeat.
Bao Jingyan’s face buried in her delicate neck, his voice muffled.
"In the past, I just considered this place for sleeping. Ruanruan, do you think this is home?"
She was angry, refusing to entertain him.
Bao Jingyan called her name softly again.
Su Ruanruan lowered her little neck, softly saying, "You are so reckless, how can you think about the future?"
After speaking, she glanced at him and struggled free.
Bao Jingyan felt an emptiness in his chest.
After a while, the sound of washing up echoed from the bathroom.
He couldn’t help but walk over, leaning on the doorway.
He called her name again: "Ruanruan."