Chapter 1911 Didn't Eat Your Tofu?

Jun couldn't move anymore, and he didn't dare to call him again. She had to stay in his arms blushing.

This time, Rong Chen slept very soundly, but it was hard for Jun.

She froze in a position, not daring to move.

The breath of his body was everywhere in his nostrils, and his whole body was hot.

She could clearly feel the temperature of his body, which was very warm. He was wearing a pajamas, but the material was very thin. She was so close that she could still hear his heartbeat clearly.

Lying on the same bed with a man, Jun Liao was very stiff all over, and he dared not go to sleep.

I wanted to wake him up, but I didn't dare to use too much force.

Thinking of his red eyes, she couldn't bear it.

So Jun Liao struggled back and forth between waking him up and not waking him up, and at the end, he actually started counting his heartbeats.

Until 11:30, Jun Lie couldn't lie down anymore.

Rong Chen slept comfortably, but she felt sore and numb all over her body.

Jun Liao tried to move, this time soon, Rong Chen woke up.

The moment Rong Chen opened his eyes, Jun was stunned for a moment, and then he said angrily, "Have you slept enough?"

Rong Chen let her go, got up, stretched lazily, yawned and said: "Actually, not yet."

Jun Liao got up from the bed, sat on the bed and looked at him angrily.

Rong Chen put on his slippers as if nothing had happened, went straight out of the bedroom, and went straight into the bathroom to wash up.

"Bastard!" Jun threw the quilt angrily, and then got up from the bed.

After looking at the ball of quilt, he turned to look for Rong Chen.

Jun Liao lay in front of the bathroom door, poked his head and said softly: "I made breakfast, four dishes and one soup."

With a toothbrush in his mouth, Rong Chen ignored her.

"What time do you come back at night, what do you want to eat?" Jun said dog-leggedly.

After Rong Chen washed up, he came out of the bathroom and walked towards the dining room.

Sitting at the table and looking at the food on the table, he said lightly, "It's getting cold."

"I'll heat it up, little one." Jun Liao hurriedly ran into the kitchen to heat up the dishes.

Rong Chen rested his chin in one hand, turned his head to listen to the commotion in the kitchen, wondering what he was thinking.

Not long after, Jun Liao brought out the food, and Rong Chen was not polite.

Jun Liao didn't eat much, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Rong Chen with a pair of clear eyes.

Rong Chen didn't seem to notice, he ate calmly, and even added a bowl of rice at noon for the first time.

After a meal, seeing that Rong Chen had no intention of talking to him at all, he could only take the initiative to say: "Rong Chen."

Rong Chen raised his eyes to look at her, and said lightly: "There is no need to discuss."

"You know what I'm going to say?" Jun froze for a moment.

Rong Chen sneered: "Your thoughts are written all over your face, so you don't need to guess."

"Just give him one more chance, it hasn't been easy for him for so many years." Jun Liao pleaded pitifully.

Rong Chen said indifferently: "There is no need to discuss."

Jun became angry for a while: "Then you eat my food!"

Rong Chen raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said indifferently: "I haven't eaten your tofu, why are you so excited?"

"You, you, you... If you don't agree, you can't eat the food I cook!" Jun Li was out of breath, and he was too talkative and ruthless.

Jun Liao thought that although she was not usually a sharp-tongued person, she was not a stupid person after all.

But every time he met Rong Chen, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Rong Chen got up and went to the bedroom, Jun chased after him, convinced him, and said softly: "Even if you don't want to give him another chance, can you not write his accident in the file?"