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She subconsciously retreated, pressing her back against the edge of the counter. The water in the cup that had yet to be finished started to vibrate.
Lu Yiyao faced her and put his hands on the counter. Confining her whole body in his encirclement.
Bending over, he whispered softly while attaching himself to her pink earlobes.
"I want to eat you."
"Lu Yiyao, you?"
Lin Ange's face turned red. She felt as if the cup of water in her hand was falling out of her grasp.
Lu Yiyao grabbed it with his big paw and took the glass away.
He reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
The cool smell of mint carried the chill and moisture outside.
This familiar aura caused Lin Ange to feel inexplicably safe. She unconsciously wanted to rely on it, wanted to rely on it …
She didn't know what was wrong with her.
Why was she so fond of him?
Could it be, just because the two of them had a relationship?
No, absolutely not.
Lin Ange was well aware of this point.
"Little girl, are you going to let me eat it?"
The low, clear, and cold voice pierced her eardrums, striking at Lin Ange's heart. The lake of hearts shook, and water splashed everywhere.
This was the first time Lu Yiyao said such shameless words.
"Lu Yiyao, why are you so shameless?"
Raising his head, he met the unfathomable Mo Tong's eyes with a pair of eyes that were covered in a layer of faint anger. The image of each other was reflected in the other's eyes.
The temperature in the kitchen rose bit by bit.
Lu Yiyao couldn't hold it in anymore. He leaned down and his cold lips struck towards her pearly white lips.
Lin Ange had no way out, and her eyelids were stretched to the maximum.
A chill came over her, and her lips were filled with that cold and thin taste.
After a few raids, Lu Yiyao's passion was growing stronger and stronger. He wished that he could set her up here.
Breathing in and out.
His heartbeat quickened.
Lin Ange's mind was in a mess. At the same time, she was worried that Gong Nanling, who was on the first floor, would wake up.
If she let him see, she would truly be ashamed.
Lin Ange struggled wildly and accidentally bumped into Lu Yiyao's injured leg.
Lu Yiyao's thick eyebrows creased, then his sharp lips retreated unwillingly.
"What's the matter with you?"
His strangeness caused Lin Ange to feel uneasy.
"I'm fine."
Lu Yiyao pouted and said indifferently.
"Are you hurt?"
Lin Ange thought about what Gong Nanling said and asked tentatively.
"Small wound."
Lu Yiyao said it casually, but Lin Ange was shocked when she heard it.
So it turned out that the person who had seen blood was him?!
"Where?"
Lin Ange asked anxiously. She didn't realize that her reaction was a bit abnormal.
She often told herself that it had nothing to do with this man and that she shouldn't be too concerned with him.
Unexpectedly. Unknowingly, this man had already invaded and influenced her life.
In her heart, there were also some inexplicable feelings towards him.
However, she hadn't realized it herself.
"Leg." Lu Yiyao said quietly.
"What's wrong with your calf? Quick, let me take a look! "
Lin Ange reached out and grabbed his sturdy arm, preparing to push him away.
"Nothing? "Stop looking."
"Gong Nanling said he saw blood. He must have hurt a lot …"
Lin Ange did not believe him. Her delicate eyebrows were knitted together, her long eyelashes were clearly visible, and she was slightly nervous.
Lu Yiyao was pleased and touched by her nervousness.
In his lonely life, there was finally someone who truly cared for him and was nervous about him.
He extended his hand and pinched her beautiful cheek.
"I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?"
"I want to eat you."
"You …"
Lin Ange was so angry that she vomited blood. She was clearly discussing about his injury just now, so why did it return to the previous question.
"Alright. "I'm really a bit hungry. Is there anything else to eat at home?"
Lu Yiyao forcefully suppressed the burning passion in his stomach and smiled.
"Let me make you a bowl of noodles."
Lin Ange thought for a moment, then raised her head and asked.
"Alright."
Lu Yiyao had to kiss her heavily on the lips to be unwilling to let go of the big hand that was wrapped around her waist.
Lin Ange ran out of his encirclement and slapped her face that was burning red. She could smell him all over her body.
Lu Yiyao felt a warm feeling in his heart as he watched her busy back.
The atria were congested.
All his fatigue disappeared at this moment.
Lin Ange made him a bowl of simple tomato and egg noodles, carried it to the dining table and handed him chopsticks.
"Eat."
"Yes, it's delicious." Lu Yiyao smirked.
Lin Ange pouted. Have you eaten yet? "
"As long as it's something you make, it's delicious."
Lu Yiyao smiled and began to stir the noodles.
"Yo, it's the middle of the night, and I'm even eating dog food. I'm really drunk."
A teasing voice came from the entrance of the restaurant, accompanied by a soft chuckle.
"Gong Nanling, why did you get up?"
Lin Ange raised her eyebrows and looked towards the door.
"Little Aunt, I'm hungry too. Can you cook a bowl for me too …?"
Gong Nanling rubbed his stomach and begged bravely.
"Don't you have your own hands?"
Lu Yiyao did not look up, but Gong Nanling already felt a chill all over his body.
He shouldn't have 'teased' them just now, he should have retreated quickly.
You still want to make An Ge cook noodles for you? Isn't that just courting death?
"I was afraid of blowing up the kitchen, wasn't I?"
Gong Nanling held his forehead, not daring to look at Lu Yiyao as he braced himself to explain.
"…"
Lu Yiyao stopped talking and lowered his head to eat the noodles.
Waves of fragrance stirred the gluttony in Gong Nanling's stomach. He licked the corner of his mouth, then embarrassedly turned around to return to his room to continue sleeping.
When Lin Ange saw his expression, she was both angry and amused. She pursed her lips and said flatly.
"Sit down first."
"Thank you …" "Thank you, Little Aunt …"
Gong Nanling sat down at the dining table, keeping his distance from Lu Yiyao.
"Let him do it himself."
Just as Lin Ange was about to walk towards the kitchen, Lu Yiyao stopped her with a stern voice.
"I'm afraid he's really going to blow up the kitchen."
Lin Ange smiled and walked into the kitchen.
Gong Nanling sat there nervously with a smile on his face.
"Tomorrow morning, move out immediately."
Lu Yiyao glanced at him arrogantly, then he opened his lips and completely destroyed the dream of him staying here for a long time.
"Little uncle, I promise that from now on, I won't disturb you and Little Aunt anymore …"
Gong Nanling raised his hand and swore solemnly.
"…"
Lu Yiyao ate his noodles with a dark face.
"Little uncle, I really don't want to go to my old house. "What if it's the same as today?"
"Your father is coming back tomorrow morning."
Lu Yiyao suddenly replied.
"Eh …"
Gong Nanling's rebellious eyebrows frowned again as he pleaded.
"Now that he's back, I want to stay here even more."
"Not convenient."
Lu Yiyao was rarely not angry, he only spat out two words coldly.
Lin Ange was just walking over with a bowl of noodles.