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Chapter 1728 Someone is Behind 9
Naturally, Wen Ruchu knew Su Chen's temper, and she persuaded him by trying to persuade him. She couldn't let him get up again and wipe out Qi Qianqian's thoughts now, otherwise all previous efforts would be wasted.

Wen Ruchu hastily stretched out his hand, stroked Su Chen's heart, stroked gently, and muttered, "Don't be angry, don't worry, Qi Qianqian didn't take advantage of me, instead, she was taken advantage of by me. She was ridiculed, she must be pissed off now."

Thinking of Qi Qianqian's face just now, Wen Ruchu couldn't stop feeling refreshed.

It was really as if a big mouthful of stale air was stuffed in the bottom of my heart, and I spit it out all at once.

Su Chen's gaze fell on Wen Ruchu's movements involuntarily. She gently placed her hand on his heart and stroked it, even though it was through the clothes and flesh, but he felt that her little hand was directly touching his heart. Caressed on his heart.

That gloom, that anger, was pacified just like that, without warning.

Su Chen raised his hand and took Wen Ruchu's hand. The big palm wrapped around her small hand, holding it tightly, as if holding his whole world.

He looked at the smile on her face, and the corner of his lips couldn't help but twitch a smile, but his voice was still deep, "From now on, stay away from her."

No matter what, it is imperative to be on guard, who knows if Qi Qianqian will think of some tricks to kill the fish and break the net.

Wen Ruchu nodded, "Don't worry, I don't want to talk to her."

"Come on, let's eat."

Su Chen propped up the table on the bed, and placed the meals on it one by one. Every meal was carefully cooked by Su Chen himself, and it was full of color, flavor and aroma.

Su Chen's cooking is becoming more and more proficient now.

Wen Ruchu looked at Su Chen's hand, it was long and thin, with well-proportioned knuckles, like an artist's hand, it was amazing to see.

She frowned, couldn't stop laughing, tilted her head, looked at Su Chen, and said, "Who would have imagined that your prince's hands control the fate of countless people, but in the end he was willing to cook for me? , Say it out, how many people will fall through the glasses!"

Su Chen glanced at her with dark eyes, his eyes sparkled, "So Mrs. Su, although you are full of shortcomings, you still have one advantage."

After a pause, he opened his thin lips lightly, and paused word by word, "That is, you have a good eye."

Wen Ruchu almost choked on his own saliva.

"Are you... are you as narcissistic as you are?"

Su Chen smiled again, "Did I say something wrong?"

"...!"

Wen Ruchu was blocked, and couldn't help but glared at him angrily, narcissism is narcissism, and she has to hurt her, how annoying!
"Come on, have some soup."

Wen Ruchu was thinking about how to fight back against him, but Su Chen had already filled a bowl of soup, scooped some up with a spoon, put it near his mouth and blew, then handed it to her mouth.

Wen Ruchu was very disappointed, and his whole body softened.

Su Chen became gentle, no woman could resist at all, she opened her mouth obediently, and drank the soup that Su Chen fed, the soup was swallowed, it was sweeter than drinking honey.

After eating, Wen Ruchu became sleepy, yawning unceasingly, and wanted to fall on the bed, but Su Chen was afraid that she would accumulate food and would not let her sleep, so he insisted on pulling her to sit.

Wen Ruchu was a little dissatisfied, but he couldn't resist him, so he could only lazily lean into his arms, half-closed his eyes, and the eyelids kept falling down one after another.

(End of this chapter)