Quick Transmigration: When a Delicate Beauty Becomes Cannon Fodder

He had not yet taken off his apron, and the belt around his waist outlined his thin waist. He rested his elbows on the table and looked at her with some satisfaction in his eyes.

Ruan Ruan's eating movements slowed down. He always felt a little strange being looked at. Seeing that there was nothing in front of him, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I've had dinner."

Before she could think of what to say next to tell him not to look at her like this, she didn't want to be too direct, "But now she seems a little hungry again."

"Come eat with me. You were the one who made it. I'm not a stingy person."

He couldn't help laughing, "Then I'll get another bowl."

She gestured in agreement, still holding the chopsticks in her other hand, and buried her head when she saw that he was about to leave his seat.

Someone quickly sat down next to her, put a bowl full of rice on the table, and asked her, "Do you want more rice?"

She immediately pushed her bowl over, "Just a little."

I noticed that he had taken off his apron and glanced at him casually, almost choking.

This height was just right for his chest. The material in front of his chest was dry and hard after getting wet and then dried. It was wrinkled and had some makeup on it. It seemed like they had been outside like this just now.

She suddenly remembered something, stood up and ran to the bathroom.

In the mirror, the bright-looking woman's apricot eyes widened slightly, her face moved closer to the past, and her expression was faintly broken.

There was some sauce on her lips, but they were still oily after licking them off. The redness and swelling in her eyes had gone away a lot. Although her hair was messy, she could still see through it, and she didn't have too much makeup. But the bright-colored lipstick smeared around the lips clearly showed that she had been kissed passionately, and it was still very obvious even now, let alone before eating.

No wonder they always feel that people looking at them have strange eyes.

Wen Ci didn't even tell her!
Emulsify it with makeup remover, rub it roughly on your face a few times, turn the faucet to the maximum, and wash off the makeup on your face.

In this way, the slightly swollen lips become more conspicuous on the face.

Oh, damn, Ruan Ruan was very sure that he did it on purpose. He just ate the food he fed him a few minutes ago, but he felt justified in turning against him.

The bathroom door was opened halfway, making sure he could hear it, and said angrily, "I don't want to eat!"

He slammed the door hard, making a loud noise, and then locked the door again.

At the dinner table, Wen Ci heard the violent noise she made, with some deliberate meaning, reaching his ears as if she was saying, come and coax me.

He laughed twice, stood up and entered her room, knocking on the door tentatively, but asked, "What's wrong?" as if he was completely innocent.

An angry voice came through the door, "Who allowed you to enter my room? Get out!"

"Sorry, I'm worried about you. Can you open the door first?"

"I'll tell you!"

"Ruan Ruan..."

"go out."

There was no sound outside. She leaned on the door panel and tilted her head to look outside, but she couldn't see anything unless she opened the door.

He really left. Inexplicably, she felt a little aggrieved.

After a while, the knock on the door came again, but she still didn't open it. "Why are you back?" She faintly revealed some emotions.

"Didn't we agree that we need to disinfect it after we come back? I found the medicine box."

The bathroom door was halfway open. Although he opened the door, he still said harshly, "I didn't ask you to look through my things."