"Young master, dinner is ready." A good-natured female servant in her forties, wearing a blue denim cardigan, came out of the kitchen, smiled, and took a look at the prey that Lin had brought back.
Qiao Ruo Chu looked at him coldly.
"You got lucky, and now you're here to eat." When Lin Junyi returned to the mansion, he seemed to have been freed from a slaughter. He was relaxed, his face was bright and handsome, and he had a rather amorous demeanor.
Qiao Ruo's eyes were wide open as she sat down at the dining table.
A table full of dishes.
Longjing shrimp, West Lake vinegar fish, West Lake Ulmus fish garden soup, osmanthus glutinous rice root, rose shaped wooden lotus core...
Qiao Ruo looked at them one by one. With the arrival of the gluttonous bug, she had completely forgotten that she had a sinister and dirty man by her side.
Lin Jun gracefully finished a small bowl of soup and picked up a prawn for Qiao Ruoxi.
Shrimp from the river shrimp, tender and smooth, delicious, neither bitter nor astringent, with the fragrance of Longjing before the rain, a clear appetite, endless aftertaste.
The soft and sweet fragrance of the glutinous rice lotus, along with the rich fragrance of the osmanthus flower, made one unable to stop.
Qiao Ruo's attention was fully focused when she was eating.
She elegantly picked up the food with her bare hands and gently put it in her mouth. Her manner of eating was dignified and elegant. She had the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.
Lin Junyi looked at her steadily with a slight smile on his face.
She treated him like air, one heart in food.
When she was done eating, she silently cursed: "All of them are useless people, bandits."
"Are you full? Let Mother Liu teach you how to serve me. " The smile on Lin Junzhu's face deepened a little, and he looked straight at Qiao Ruoxi with his deep and teasing eyes.
The good mood that Qiao Ruo Chu felt after enjoying the delicious food was instantly ruined.
She did not move or speak.
Mrs Liu thought that Qiao Ruo was a sweetheart that he brought back. She brought two white porcelain cups over and said to her, "Sister, after the meal, the young master will rinse his mouth with tea and bring this to him."
Qiao Ruo was stunned for a moment and then immediately refused. "I am not an aunt."
Mrs Liu looked at him awkwardly, but he was not annoyed. He took some tea from Mrs Liu's tray, washed it a few times, and put it back.
You're pretty particular about it.
Qiao Ruo's face showed disdain.
"Give it to her." he told his mother.
Mrs Liu placed the teacup in front of her. Qiao Ruo Chu could smell the fragrance of the green tea. She hesitated for a moment, then like him, she rinsed her mouth and put the cup back.
Lin Junyi trembled, and then he carried Qiao Ruozhu in his arms and stomped up the stairs.
The second floor was the master's bedroom and study, decorated with a heroic air and elegance.
He threw Qiao Ruo Chu onto the bed in the master bedroom. Before she could get up, she was suppressed. He moved to her lips with a groan, and she tilted her head away from his lips.
Annoyed, he pressed his hand against her head, clamped his bitter tongue with tea, and pried open her lips, sweet with jasmine, greedily sucking on her scent, and in a moment pried open her teeth and fell in even deeper love with her.
A pair of large hands had already drilled into her clothes, reaching straight for her chest.
Qiao Ruochen's mind buzzed.
She pushed him away with all her strength.
Perhaps he wasn't prepared for this, so she quickly went to the window and opened it, "If you continue to be disrespectful to me, I will jump down from here."
Her voice was firm, but her legs were shaking.
Lin Jun Mai's cold eyes swept across her and he fell silent for a moment.
She didn't want to give herself up. She wanted to be a chaste girl.
What era was it? The Qing dynasty was long gone, the chastity archway was almost an antique, the newspapers advertised women's liberation every day, and there were good stories of cohabitation and elopement everywhere.
Was there still a need to seek death for this?!
He found it funny, but he resisted the urge to laugh.
When she wasn't prepared, he grabbed her and threw her back in his arms.
Qiao Ruo who was initially shivering on the blanket was confident that she wouldn't be able to beg for death today.
Cold tears flowed down her flower-like cheeks, crystal sad, a beautiful scene of pear blossoms and rain.
Lin Junmai's heart itched as he watched, his mind was filled with thoughts of her indulgence.
Qiao Ruo Chu sobbed. She was very rhythmic and also very sad.
After struggling to pull himself to a point where he couldn't feel anything at all, Lin Jun Mai put his hands in front of her and looked down at her.
"Little darling, what are you crying for? I gave you my first kiss. Do you still want my first night? "
Qiao Ruo Chu ignored him.
He lifted her chin with his big hand. Her hazy eyes were full of grievance. Tears welled up in her eyes like a crystal clear spring.
This little girl is very funny, Lin Junmai thought.
Seeing that Lin Junzhu's cold expression had returned to normal, and he no longer toyed with her, Qiao Ruozhu's heart eased a little.
When she heard him say that it was his first kiss, Qiao Ruo Chu cursed in her heart. Wasn't that too hypocritical?
Thinking about how he almost touched the girl's tender spot just now, a strong sense of shame rose up in her heart.
He clenched his fists tightly, hating himself for his weakness just now.
The phone in the study rang, and Lin left her to answer it.
After a while, he came back, brimming with energy. "Let's go, Ruoxi. I'll take you home."
Giorgio nodded dumbly and patted her head twice with his large hand as if he were coaxing a child.
"I didn't bully you right? I am a man of honor. " Qiao Ruo Chu almost broke down.
After waiting for a while, his military jeep arrived. An adjutant came down and opened the door, and Lin got into the jeep first, and then he pulled Qiao Ruoxi up beside him and sat him down.
The aide-de-camp respectfully handed over a boat-shaped handbag embroidered with light gold and embroidered with Xiang Fangzhu. It wasn't big, and it was one of the most fashionable ladies in Shanghai that went out to hold in their hands.
"This is for you." His voice was valiant, full of warmth and charm.
Qiao Ruo initially wanted to delay it. She knew it was useless, so she gave up.
"Thank you." She said indifferently.
The handbag had been bought by his aide-de-camp, and Lin Junbao had told him to buy the most elegant one. How could he know what it was? He had no choice but to run to the most expensive place in the department store and listen to the waiter's recommendation.
Seeing that Qiao Ruo had just picked up the phone, Lin Junyi smiled and whispered into her ear, "Don't be polite with your man."