Chapter 139

The man's deep eyes fixed on her white cheek, and said slowly, "I want you to say, you love me!"

Xiang duo's fingers on the table suddenly stiffened, and his eyes were staring at the plate of fried potatoes with beef. The taste of beef in his mouth just now dissipated.

Luo Jingchen looked at the black head in front of him. His newly washed hair was very bright. He raised his hand and touched it. His palms were soft and his eyes were soft. He had been in touch with women since he was a teenager. He had seen all kinds of women, pure, charming, mature and tender.

I always feel that those sweet love words are just candy, which can only decay teeth and have no other effect. But today, he seems to feel that he needs such a promise, which belongs to her. He wants to hear with his own ears that he loves him. She is too like a loach to catch. Only in this way can he feel satisfied.

She slowly raised her face, a little dull expression, the color of the pupil set to condense again, "I think, this joke is not funny at all."

The relationship between them always has a thin layer of paper in the middle. As long as they don't break it, they can go on in peace. If they don't talk about love, they won't see the truth clearly.

Luo Jingchen picked the tip of his brow. "I'm not kidding. I think I like you now." Do not want to see her sad, see her tears will be distressed.

He asked her to say love to him, but he only liked it. This is unfair.

Hum in a low voice, "you are so bad to me, still want me to say love you?" If you want to be strong, you have to be strong.

The man gently raised her chin, and her handsome face was full of determination. Even her voice was full of weight. "But I think you love me to death, don't you?"

I don't know if he stripped her of those thorns, so she became more and more courageous in front of him. She would not hide her anger or sadness. Maybe this is a good thing.

Sharp eyes seemed to penetrate her soul, "don't deny that you have no other attitude except coldness towards the mother who only gives birth to but doesn't support. But for me, I just told Qi Rong later. You are sulky and refuse to let me touch you. I'm a little stronger and you cry."

Xiang duo's breath trembles, is she too obvious? Or is he too smart? The acupoints of the whole body seem to be held still.

The air was still wafting with the smell of food. Luo Jingchen saw that she was sitting quietly and didn't have to force her to answer. He put his chopsticks in her hand and said, "you can eat. You can sleep at home in the afternoon. Don't go to the cast."

Seeing him changing the subject, Xiang duo was also relieved and muttered, "my assistant director is like a soy sauce maker. Maybe I will lose my job in a few days."

Ask for leave in two or three days.

He laughed, the noise with intriguing charm, "you are Mrs. Luo, who dares to fire you?"

Xiang duobai gives him a look. She doesn't rely on the relationship. Don't say that she seems to be able to suppress people with power. From tomorrow on, she will really go to work, or she will get angry sooner or later.

He poured a bowl of soup and sipped it. He asked casually, "where's my car?"

Luo Jingchen went to the sofa, picked up the suit jacket and put it on. He looked like he was going out. "I've got someone to drive it back for you."

Walking back to the woman, he leaned over and kissed Xiangduo's forehead. "There's a dinner party at noon, so I won't eat with you. When I come back in the evening, I'll take you out."

She raised her face, thinking that he would sit down and eat together, "you don't eat all these dishes?" But he did it all. She couldn't finish it all by herself.

He walked outside. "I always said I wanted to eat. I did it at your request." I want to laugh when I think of her haughty face in the study.

Xiang duo bowed her head and moved unnaturally to put food in her mouth. She just wanted to embarrass him. She didn't know that the food he made was so delicious. She turned her head and looked at the man who was changing shoes at the entrance. She walked over and stood in front of him. Her slim fingers smoothed the wrinkles of her shirt collar and said softly, "drink less wine. If you drink, don't drive. Let the driver pick you up."

The top of his head was a man's joyful laughter. "Look at you, it's really like a little wife at home."

She raised her eyes and suddenly stood on tiptoe to kiss the man's hard jaw. She looked like a good wife. "Mr. Luo, drive carefully."

Luo Jingchen's eyes darkened. Then he pressed her on the shoe cabinet and gave her a deep kiss. He released his hand and said in a low voice, "believe me, eh?"

Xiangduo looks at his tall and straight figure disappearing at the door, closes her eyes, and naturally understands what his belief means. But she has always been a person who believes in herself by herself. This time, should she believe him?

I really want to tell him that she is timid and cowardly. She can't bear the failure of hope.

After dinner, he cleaned up the table, turned on the computer, chatted with jueshe for a while, and then went back to the bedroom to sleep. He was right. She seems to like sleeping more recently.

Sleep to more than six o'clock, wake up after a look at the sky, the rain has stopped, touch the mobile phone, made a phone call to Aunt Ru, know Dong Dong is very good also rest assured.After lunch, he went to bed directly, so he didn't feel very hungry. He sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV. He didn't focus on the program. He said that he would take her out in the evening. Where would he go?

There was the sound of the car stalling outside. She peeped out her head and looked at it. Soon the door was opened. The tall figure came towards her, straightened up to duo, and smelled his upper body. It seemed that she didn't smell any wine, "didn't drink?"

It's impossible. If you don't drink at dinner, how can you talk about it.

Luo Jingchen looked at her and sniffed at him like a puppy, and thought she was checking the perfume of a woman's perfume. Her face smiled, "only a little wine."

It's really not much. Five cups of white wine is less than usual. There's no way. According to China's national conditions, there's no way to start business without talking about wine culture at the dinner table.

With a bad smile, he raised his lips. "Do you need further examination?"

After that, he pretended to lower his head and kiss her. He hid behind the flower and covered his mouth. "You drink, don't kiss me." For some reason, he couldn't smell any wine, but she thought there must be something in his mouth.

He didn't mind, "I'll take a bath and change."

As he walked towards the bedroom, the man began to undress, jumped down from the sofa to duo, followed him, took his clothes and asked, "where are you taking me?"