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Lu Yiyao pretended not to understand, took a step closer, bent down and said coldly.
"What did she misunderstand about?"
"…"
Lin Ange subconsciously took two steps back and almost bumped into the elevator door. Her pair of powerful hands once again wrapped around her slender waist.
"Be careful."
The warmth of her palm seeped through her thin clothes and gradually seeped into Lin Ange's skin. The slight electric shock of the numbness caused all the cells in her body to unconsciously tense up.
Lu Yiyao looked down at her cherry lips. He couldn't help but want to fall over and be intimate with her.
Worried that she would move too quickly, she slowly loosened her grip on her waist.
Lin Ange's face flushed red. She was stunned for half a second before she walked towards her own door.
He pressed the password and opened the door.
Lin Ange put her bag on the sofa, pointed at the two bags of untouched items on the table, then turned around and said to Lu Yiyao who walked in.
"All the items are here. Oh, there seems to be some left in the fridge. I'll go get them for you."
"No need, I'll do it myself."
Lu Yiyao glanced at Lin Ange's blushing face and answered coldly.
"Alright then."
Lin Ange only thought that he was going to leave with his things, so she didn't say much and just turned around to go to the bathroom.
When she finished washing her hands, she saw that the two large bags were still there.
Yet, the person was nowhere to be seen?
Lin Ange pouted and muttered softly.
"Is there something wrong with this person? Did he say he was going to take the things, then leave without taking them?"
"Who did you say was sick?"
Lin Ange was shocked by the low alcohol magnetic voice.
"You … What's the matter with you? "
She raised her clear eyes to look at the man who had suddenly appeared, and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
"What?"
Lu Yiyao raised his eyebrows and spoke slowly.
"Didn't you leave?"
Lin Ange raised her brows, a light layer of anger covering her pretty face.
"…"
Lu Yiyao did not reply. He took out a box of chocolates from his snack bag and handed it to Lin Ange.
"Eat this first."
"Hmm?"
Lin Ange's mind was racing. She couldn't figure out what he meant.
He took it in panic, his face full of suspicion.
"You don't like it?"
Lu Yiyao pursed his lips as he stared at Lin Ange with his deep eyes.
"No. I really like this brand of chocolate. "
Lin Ange pursed her lips and replied.
Lu Yiyao stared at the box of chocolates and asked with a frown.
"Can't open it?"
"…"
Thousands of crows flew over Lin Ange's head, her heart was filled with worry.
What did this man want?
Is there anything you can't say that needs to be done in such a roundabout manner?
Lu Yiyao saw that she didn't say anything, so he took the chocolate and handed it to her again.
Lin Ange looked at the round chocolates. She couldn't help but peel one of them off and put it in her mouth.
It was still a familiar scent.
The corner of her lips couldn't help but reveal a hint of satisfaction.
Lu Yiyao's taut jaw slightly moved as he turned around and returned to the kitchen.
With the clear sound of vegetables being chopped, Lin Ange's throat tightened.
Was he going to 'borrow' her kitchen again?
OMG!
How could he always be like this?
Wasn't it a bit shameful to take over someone's kitchen without saying a word?
She quickly swallowed the half-melted chocolate and quickly walked to the kitchen door. She leaned against the door frame and mocked.
"Little Uncle …" Oh, no, President Lu, it's not so good for you to be like this every day, right? "
"What do I look like every day?"
Lu Yiyao put the ribs into the pot and looked back at her.
"One meal, two meals is fine. Did you get my permission to use my kitchen every day? "
Lin Ange never thought that this lofty, monarch like man would be so 'shameless'.
She could not hold it in any longer, she spat out aggressively.
Lu Yiyao turned around and walked towards her. The sleeves of his shirt had been rolled up, revealing half of his sturdy arm. It made him look even more sexy.
"What are you doing?"
Lin Ange's heart skipped a beat when she saw Jun Mo Xie approaching with a face so beautiful that it seemed as if it could break a rule. A trace of panic flashed past her eyes.
Lu Yiyao stopped in front of her. He held onto the door frame with one hand and looked down at her. A hint of ridicule flashed across his eyes.
"Did you get my permission to eat the food I made?"
"You …"
Lu Yiyao said coldly, making Lin Ange so angry that she almost stomped her foot.
She held her temper, suppressed her anger, and arrogantly raised her chin.
"It would be such a waste if you didn't eat it. Besides, you told me to eat it last night. "
"What about that lunch? Did I call you? "
"Eh …"
Lin Ange was so angry that she rolled her eyes.
Lu Yiyao curled his lips and said plainly with a playful smile.
"Even if it's a waste, it's still a waste of me."
"Who said anything about wasting your rice, oil, salt... "But mine …"
"Oh. "Ours..."
Lu Yiyao looked down at her, his dark eyes seemed to be surrounded by small flames.
No matter how one listened to these words, they seemed to have a hint of 'something else' in them.
Lin Ange gritted her teeth and punched herself in the chest.
Who would have thought that the man with the most respected Yunjing would actually have an extremely dark heart after seeing the scenery?
No.
In any case, he could not stay here any longer.
Lin Ange bit her lower lip and bluntly opened her mouth.
"Little Uncle, I need to rest now. Can you go back to your own house?"
"No."
The title 'Little Uncle' made Lu Yiyao's stern face clearly show a trace of displeasure.
Lin Ange had never expected him to reply in such a righteous and confident manner.