"How dare you not take responsibility!" Di Mingchen burst into anger and imdiately rolled over, pinning her down, snatching the cigarette from her hand and throwing it away.
Nangong Ran frowned. Damn, she was already in excruciating pain, and now he’s pressing on her!
"What are you going to do if I don’t take responsibility?" Nangong Ran raised her eyebrows.
"I..." Di Mingchen suddenly didn’t know what to say, so he awkwardly said, "I don’t care, you have to take responsibility anyway."
Nangong Ran blinked, "Commander Di, have you gone stupid? Don’t tell you’re so pure that you need soone to be responsible after just one night!"
Di Mingchen’s already green face turned even greener, and after thinking for a while, he finally admitted defeat, "Xiaoran, just tell what you want."
"I told you, I’m not taking responsibility." Nangong Ran said with no pressure at all.
"Why not? Don’t you like ?" Di Mingchen asked persistently.
Yes, I like you, but I just want to tease you, Nangong Ran squinted her eyes slightly.
"I haven’t decided yet, I’ll let you know when I have." Nangong Ran finally said.
Di Mingchen fell silent, staring at her for a long ti, and finally could only nod and say, "Alright, I’ll wait for you, as long as it takes."
He said with the look of a loyal dog combined with a bullied little wife, and Nangong Ran almost couldn’t help but laugh.
"Alright, get up. You’re heavy." Nangong Ran patted him.
Di Mingchen hesitated, actually not wanting to get up at all. He still wanted her, but considering that last night was too intense, she might not handle it now.
So Di Mingchen finally got off her.
Nangong Ran got up, grimacing in pain, and Di Mingchen imdiately sat up, asking with concern, "Does it hurt a lot?"
"Isn’t it obvious?" Nangong Ran rolled her eyes at him, then looked at herself, and finally her gaze landed on his face.
Di Mingchen saw the bruises all over her body; honestly, it was a sight to behold. Last night he really had lost control.
"Do you want to sleep a bit more?" Di Mingchen asked.
"No, I have to go to class." Nangong Ran refused, struggling to get up and dress.
"Don’t move." Di Mingchen hurriedly held her down, "I’ll dress you."
Nangong Ran said nothing, but let him do as he pleased.
He dressed himself first, then got her clothes. Last night he had washed her. Although the marks on her body were terrible, she was clean and fresh.
He had also instructed the service staff to bring clean clothes for Nangong Ran last night.
He was quite adept at dressing Nangong Ran up, then asked her, "Xiaoran, are you hungry?"
"Hungry!" Nangong Ran nodded. How could she not be? She was worn out all night, all night!
"Then let’s go eat." As Di Mingchen spoke, he scooped her up in his arms without asking.
Nangong Ran was surprised, instinctively grabbing his shirt, and he smiled, then leaned down to plant a kiss on her lips.
Nangong Ran felt a bit dazed, licking her lips inadvertently. Emma, beauty is truly misleading!
He just happened to kiss her casually, yet she found herself almost unwilling to tease him anymore.
Di Mingchen was really quite thoughtful, carrying her all the way downstairs, then asked her, "Want to eat at Fuman Building?"
Fuman Building is the most upscale breakfast place in the capital, serving abalone, bird’s nest, shark fin, and deer antler — all high-end ingredients.
Breakfast is all about nutrition, so Fuman Building goes to the extre, exorbitantly expensive.
A al there, even just a simple order, costs several thousand. After all, even the buns at Fuman Building are abalone buns and deer antler buns, truly top-grade among dining establishnts.
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