Chapter 169: 0169 Eat more… meat Chapter 169: 0169 Eat more… meat His tongue fleetingly licked her finger gaps, his tone ambiguous and sensual.
“After all, our Ranran is quite shy.”
The sensation on her palm made Su Ran shudder violently, and she broke free from the man’s confinement, turning to head towards the door.
“I… Grandma is calling us to have dinner.”
Watching the girl’s flurried departure, Fu Qiyuan slightly curved his lips, a pampering yet indulgent smile crossing his eyes.
The old lady sat on the sofa, her happy eyes nearly closing with delight.
“It’s all about the right timing, location, and harmony. It’s up to that stinky boy to grasp it.”
Aunt Wu handed the old lady a glass of water, placing it in her hand with a smile:
“Rest assured, Madam, the young master will not waste all your efforts.”
The old lady pursed her lips.
“With his blockhead, if he ever understood my heartfelt intentions, he’d already have a son.”
Su Ran came downstairs, just in time to catch the old lady’s words, her delicate face slightly flushed with embarrassment.
Aunt Wu was the first to see her, calling out with a smile.
The old lady turned her head abruptly, feeling a bit regretful in her heart, but upon seeing Su Ran’s swollen lips, her expression instantly unfolded into a smile.
“Xiao Ran, have you finished delivering the medicine?”
The old lady waved Su Ran over.
Hearing the word “medicine,” Su Ran couldn’t help but feel a little awkward.
She smiled faintly, nodded, and walked towards the old lady.
Fu Qiyuan changed into his clothes and came downstairs quickly; dinner was also ready, and they began to take their seats.
The man sat beside her, having changed out of his bathrobe into casual home clothing. Despite the distance between them, Su Ran seemed to catch the crisp fragrance emanating from him.
His back was ramrod straight, yet his whole being exuded a sense of lazy charm, accompanied by a uniquely noble air.
Cultured restraint, composed and understated, made his presence impossible to ignore.
Throughout the meal, Su Ran quietly pushed her rice around, and suddenly there appeared a peeled shrimp in her bowl. Su Ran looked up, only to meet the man’s deep gaze.
He chuckled softly and leaned in closer, his deep and sensual voice rippling by her ear.
“Don’t just eat rice, have some more… meat.”
Su Ran’s grip on her chopsticks tightened, looking at the old lady and Aunt Wu, who both smiled suggestively. She took a deep breath, smiled at Fu Qiyuan, and then continued to focus on her dinner.
Fu Qiyuan’s lips curved slightly, and he continued to serve her food, peel shrimp, and debone meat, quickly piling up a small mountain in her bowl.
Without exception, they were all pieces of meat.
The old lady watched the interaction between the two, her smile blooming.
This blockhead had finally shown a tender side and learned to be considerate.
Yet, while the old lady was pleased, she also felt somewhat dissatisfied with her own grandson.
He had never been so attentive to her over the years.
This is her own grandson!
A short while later, as night had completely fallen, Su Ran did not intend to linger and got up to take her leave.
Fu Qiyuan also stood up, picking up the car keys from the table.
Thinking about everything that happened in the room, Su Ran subconsciously wanted to refuse; she really didn’t know how to face Fu Qiyuan now.
“Or do you want to stay the night here?”
Fu Qiyuan, as if knowing what she was about to say, cut her off directly.
“That’s right, Xiao Ran, why don’t you stay over tonight? There are many rooms on the second and third floors. If you don’t like Qi Yuan’s room, there are a few more villas in the back…”
The old lady looked at Su Ran with some reluctance.