Chapter 235: Chapter 235 Ji Jiayi’s Apology (3) Chapter 235: Chapter 235 Ji Jiayi’s Apology (3) “Disappointed to see return?” He lowered his eyes, carefully applying dicine to every part of her body.
Her skin was fair and smooth, naturally beautiful, flawless.
So much so that now any sight of a wound, even just a faint bruise, felt irritating to the eyes.
“A bit surprised, I thought you wouldn’t co back today,” Lu Wanwan observed his expression, his handso brows tightly knitted, his usual cold deanor even faintly tinged with anger.
“Blaming for not telling you in advance?” He applied the dicine, his tone casual as he posed the rhetorical question.
Lu Wanwan, seeing he seed sowhat upset, knew she couldn’t tell the truth.
She spoke indifferently, “No, you don’t need to tell .”
As soon as her voice fell, she suddenly felt a chilly gaze upon her.
Gu Annan gazed at her for a mont, that delicate little face of hers apparently not deliberately speaking out of spite.
“Is that so?” His voice was deep, as he lightly pinched her chin, “Who was it that was looking for in the middle of the night yesterday?”
Zhao Chen, the traitor!
“I was just asking casually,” she replied, very composed.
“Just casually asking in the middle of the night?” Gu Annan moved in closer, teasing her further, “I rember you usually go to bed early.”
“That was…” She wanted to say, that was when she was sleeping alone, it had been a long ti since she could go to bed that early.
He looked at the lips close before him, slightly parting and eting, and kissed them directly.
That electrifying sensation left Lu Wanwan powerless to resist.
His large hand held the back of her head, deepening the kiss again and again…
After a long while, she, grasping at Gu Annan’s clothes, begged for rcy, “I haven’t taken a shower.”
After the kiss ended, Gu Annan lingered on her lips, caressing them lightly, “I just applied the dicine, take a shower later.”
“But…”
Seeing her anxious deanor, his eyebrows raised slightly, then he let go, “What are you thinking! Go make dinner.”
“Make dinner?” Lu Wanwan, released from his grasp, almost collapsed onto the bed, fortunately bracing herself with her arms, “It’s past eight already!”
Gu Annan’s thin lips curved slightly, “If I ask you to go, you go.”
He had rushed back to Manchester as quickly as possible, not even having had the ti to eat.
“You haven’t eaten up to now?”
He glanced over, “Can’t stand up anymore?”
“…” Clenching her teeth, she imdiately got out of bed and quickly left the room.
Although it was sowhat unexpected that he hadn’t eaten at this hour, it wasn’t strange, she rembered his secretary ntioning that his eating habits were irregular when he was working.
With the ti constraints, she decided to make sothing simple—a plate of spaghetti.
When she brought it out, Gu Annan had just co downstairs.
Dressed in light grey howear, he still looked distinguished and extraordinary. Shedding his usual aloofness and sharpness, he seed more leisurely instead.
“Just this?” He stood by the dining table lazily, one hand in his pocket, scrutinizing the plate of spaghetti on the table with a picky eye.
For the past few days, she had been trying so hard every night because of work.
Now to just fob him off with a plate of spaghetti?
“It’s almost nine, anything else would take too long. Just eat it, stop being so picky.”
Gu Annan pulled out a chair and sat down reluctantly, his long fingers picking up a fork, he looked up, “It’s only nine, aren’t you being a bit hasty?”
“Gu Annan!” Lu Wanwan spoke angrily, “Are you going to eat properly or not?”
She was considering that he hadn’t eaten so late, not thinking of anything else ssy at all.
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