Chapter 111

Wan Jingting didn't realize the little girl's shyness. He put the tip of his tongue against his mouth and said, "you can't always wear such a cartoon when you grow up..."

"Get out of here!"

“……”

Wan Jingting looked up and said in a low voice, "I'll just drink boiled water."

Tong en didn't know that many thoughts flashed through the old man's mind. He just went back to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the orange juice, and shook the shaker. "I'll drink this. Do you want it?"

Wan Jingting's eyes shrank, and he stared at her for a moment.

He was right. Tong en shook his head and denied: "I smell the milk and it makes me sick. Of course I don't like it."

He said softly, "I'm not ashamed. I'm enjoying myself. Milk is nutritious. Don't you like it?"

Sitting on the sofa, the silent man suddenly looked up at her, his eyes burning. Tong en looked at him with his neck.

Tong en's heart was full of resentment against him. He shrugged and said, "No." Still feel puzzled hate, she deliberately cold hum muttered: "grow so big to drink milk, you shame?"

Then he opened the bread and asked her, "is there any milk?"

Wan Jingting picked it up and said faintly, "when are you leaving?"

She went into the kitchen and came out again, carrying a bag of bread and shaking in front of Wan Jingting: "here you are. You can eat and go."

Bow your head and start to reflect on yourself.

He seems to forget all about what happened just now. Tong en begins to suspect that his attitude is too bad because of his innocent laugh.

Wan Jingting looked at her as usual and drew a harmless and gentle smile: "why do you always drive me away?"

Tong en was reminded of the embarrassment he had just seen. He came over here with a shriveled mouth and said in a low voice, "I didn't prepare your breakfast. You can eat outside. You can leave my house. Now it's not raining."

He heard a voice coming from the side of the stairs. He looked over here and gently picked his eyebrows to look at what she was wearing today.

It's that cold and arrogant look again.

After going downstairs, the man sitting in the living room had already changed his inappropriate clothes, white shirt and black suit pants. He folded his legs like an elite, put one hand on the sofa and squinted at the opposite TV program.

Down the stairs, she tried to calm down, keep smiling, remember all kinds of evil deeds of the old man Wang Yi, don't forgive him!

She adjusted her breathing and dressed neatly before she opened the door and went out. She overcame the impulse to hit Wang Yi. If she could, she would like to hit the man named Wang Yi with a hammer like a woodchuck.

Inside the door, Tong en quickly put on his clothes. It took him two minutes to button up.

……

You can't tease her like that.

A faint smile on his lips, really pure.

Annoy Tong en, a roar, the man from the bed was rushed out of the door, wearing an ill fitting sportswear, standing at her door, hesitant, seems to realize why she is angry.

In order to let him leave her home quickly, Tong en also poured him a glass of water. They sat in the living room eating breakfast and watching TV.

A bag of bread is soon finished. Tong en looks at the only piece of bread left in the bag and looks at the man who is holding the cup to drink. He quickly reaches for it. The next second, his wrist is gently pinched. Tong en frowns and looks at him.

"Do you like this bread, too?" Then he put down the glass, thin lips gently open: "unfortunately, I also like it."