Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 629 Just Like Pudding
And her rosy and plump lips, how many times, when the two of them looked at each other at close range, Rong Chen almost kissed her.

The more he thought about it, the hotter he felt, Rong Chen finally opened his eyes helplessly, got up, and went to the kitchen to find water.

For the past five years, Rong Chen has taken time to come to New York almost every month. Every time he comes, he always lives here. Even in the dark, he can find the kitchen without turning on the lights.

Standing in front of the long kitchen table, he poured himself a glass of water with the faint light from the window.

Only halfway through drinking, suddenly, the door of the master bedroom was opened.

Rong Chen's movement of drinking water froze slightly, and then he heard a light breathing sound in the air.

Someone came out of the room and approached the kitchen a little bit.

Even without turning on the light, Rong Chen could still imagine Jiang Xiaonuan walking with bare feet, hair loose, and eyes closed.

The little girl must have drunk too much, she was thirsty in the middle of the night, so she came out to find water to drink.

Suddenly, he thought of the scene when he first met Jiang Xiaonuan five years ago, when she lived in his apartment, and the two met in front of the kitchen refrigerator in the middle of the night.

At that time, her eyes widened, startled like a frightened kitten, and she stared at her legs, asking why he could walk.

Thinking of this, the corners of Rong Chen's lips involuntarily raised a happy arc.

As Jiang Xiaonuan approached, her figure gradually appeared in front of Rong Chen.

Rong Chen didn't move, just watched her silently, until Jiang Xiaonuan slammed into his arms.

"Ouch!" Someone bumped into the wall and whispered. She first looked up and found it was pitch black, then moved her head closer and sniffed at the chest of the wall in front of her.

Why is it like pudding...

Rong Chen thought softly in his heart, the smile on the corner of his lips couldn't help but deepened.

Sure enough, Kitty Jiang sniffed out a familiar scent, and said, "Rong Chen, why are you here?"

There was obvious sleepiness in her voice, and she didn't fully open her mouth when she spoke, as if she had sugar in her mouth.

Rong Chen raised his hand that was resting on the long table, and accurately grasped one of Jiang Xiaonuan's hands in the dark, and stuffed the other hand into her hand, the water glass that he drank half a glass of.

"Thirsty?" Rong Chen asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Xiaonuan nodded, touched the cup in his hand, and directly raised his head to drink it.

Finally, she put the cup back into Rong Chen's hand, and was about to turn around and leave.

His hand was pinched by Rong Chen again.

Jiang Xiaonuan turned sideways and asked him, "What's wrong?"

The next moment, the black figure in front of her suddenly took a step forward, turned sideways, and stood in front of her. Jiang Xiaonuan's bridge of nose almost hit his body, and subconsciously took half a step back. Her back touched the edge of the long table behind her. .

"Rong Chen?" Jiang Xiaonuan stretched out the hand that was not held by him, grabbed the corner of his clothes around his waist, tugged lightly, and called him suspiciously.

The sight blinded by darkness magnifies the perception of other organs.

Her gentle hand was gently held in his palm, the faint fragrance of her body was in his nose, and the hand she put on his waist through the thin clothes.

In an instant, her exquisite eyebrows and rosy lips reappeared in Rong Chen's mind.

His breathing became heavier in the darkness, and the string that had been taut in his heart for a long time finally broke.

Rong Chen tightened the palm holding Jiang Xiaonuan's hand, and put his other hand on the long table beside her.

(End of this chapter)