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Wen Xin busied herself in the kitchen for 20 minutes. Although she was not an expert in cooking, she did have the skills to cook a bowl of fragrant noodles. First, she fried two poached eggs, then she took out the perfect combination of the tomato, soy sauce and tomato, and fished them out from the pot.

Two bowls of fragrant noodles, with sauce and vegetables, were cooked.

She carried a large bowl and placed it in front of Leng Jueye. She scooped a small bowl herself and sat quietly at the side, passing him a pair of chopsticks. She then said softly, "I wonder if you like it."

Leng Jueye smelled the fragrance, and picked up the chopsticks to make a ball of noodles, putting it into his mouth. It was sweet, and sweet.

Wen Xin ate quietly by the side. In that moment, the two of them in the room did not speak and only ate the noodles in their bowls.

Wen Xin was worried that Leng Jueye would despise her noodles, but his hands didn't stop moving either. He rolled and stuffed the fragrant and chewing noodles into his mouth, eating it with gusto.

To Leng Jueye, the noodles were really tasty. They were light and sweet with the right texture and texture, making him like it even more than if it was from a big hotel.

Seeing that he did not mind, Wen Xin's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. Just as the corners of his mouth raised upwards, she puckered him up, what's wrong with her? She had a trace of satisfaction?

How could this be? Right, after eating the noodles, I have to immediately ask him to leave.

Leng Jueye ate very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he had finished the big bowl of noodles. He even picked up the bowl and drank the soup, feeling that the way he ate was extremely graceful.

Wen Xin quickly finished her food, put down the bowl, then felt the man beside her staring at her. She looked up in embarrassment and asked: "What's wrong?"

Leng Jueye pursed his lips, "The corner of your mouth is smeared with soy sauce."

"Where?" Wen Xin quickly pulled a tissue off the side and wiped it over her mouth.

Leng Jueye squinted his eyes, taking the tissue from her hand, his slender body walked across the table and started to help her remove the dye on the sauce. Wen Xin was unable to dodge in time, she stared wide-eyed, and just let him wipe the sauce with his stiff body.

His movements could not be considered gentle. The soft lips became redder after he wiped them away. They were like plump fruits that made one want to take a bite out of them.

The color in Leng Jueye's eyes turned slightly dark.

Wen Xin felt rather uncomfortable being stared at by him, she subconsciously turned her face away, but felt the man's body becoming closer, she stared at him vigilantly, "What are you trying to do?"

Leng Jueye suddenly bent his head close to her lips, his eyes revealing a warm aura. "I want to kiss you."

"You ?" Wen Xin was shocked, she immediately got up and wanted to escape but was tripped by the chair corner and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Leng Jueye picked her up from the ground and gently placed her on the sofa. After falling down, Wen Xin's fall was not light, and her knees had a cyan and purple mark on them.

Leng Jueye reached out and rubbed the lump on her body, his gaze gentler, "Does it hurt?"

"Nonsense." Wen Xin gritted her teeth and snorted.

"Do you have any medicine at home?"

"No!"

"What about the wine?"

"Nor."

Leng Jueye was speechless, he could only use his palm to rub the blood off of her. When he used his strength, Wen Xin cried out in pain, "Oh ? "It hurts, it hurts ?"

"Endure the pain." Leng Jueye pursed his lips, showing no mercy, he had to get rid of the blood as soon as possible.

"Ah ?" Tears flickered in Wen Xin's eyes.

Leng Jueye's palm strength was still the same, but his eyes were gloomy. The woman in front of him, at the moment, had a face that was uncontrollably soft.

The man's body was becoming tighter and tighter, to the point where he could react instantly.

As he pedaled, she sat, her hands clamped to her tender white skin, her long legs covered by the skirt, but even with her eyes closed, he knew how beautiful the view beneath the skirt was.

"Mm ?" Wen Xin bit her red lips and groaned.

Leng Jueye suddenly raised his head in disgust, and stared at her with a warm gaze: "Are you saying that you want to seduce me?"

Wen Xin gasped, staring at him angrily. This man! What nonsense is this? She quickly pushed his hand away. "Alright, I don't feel any more pain."

Leng Jueye kept his hand. Seeing that she was so weak and easy to bully, he did not want to let her go. Right at that moment, his phone rang.

"Jueye, when are you coming home?" Xia Ran's sweet voice came out.

Wen Xin was not far from him, and only heard a small sound. She even knew it was Xia Ran, but in an instant, her blood froze, and she even held her breath. She was so nervous that she did not dare make the slightest sound.

"I'm very busy tonight. I live at the company." Leng Jueye cut off the subject and hung up the phone.

Wen Xin's eyes slightly opened wide. How could Leng Jueye treat Xia Ran like this? He was obviously here with her, so she hurriedly said, "You can go back and rest in peace!"

Leng Jueye squinted his eyes and glanced at her, "You want to drive me away?"

Wen Xin blinked her eyes and frowned, "We shouldn't have been like this in the first place."

"What about us?" Leng Jueye stared at her sinisterly.

"We... We should keep our distance. In the future, you don't need to come to my house, and you don't need to ? "Don't hold my hand." Wen Xin said with difficulty.

"You make it sound like we're having an affair." Leng Jueye laughed lowly.

Wen Xin stared at him angrily, "It's not funny at all." Tears of anger welled up in his eyes.

Leng Jueye did not want to tease her anymore, and coldly stared at the photo on the wall, "Didn't you break up with this man already? What are you doing with his picture? "

Wen Xin was startled for a moment, she raised her head, and saw the photo. It was taken when she and Duan Yang were out on a trip, and at that time, Duan Yang had washed it out and made a photo frame for her, telling her to hang it on top of her head everyday so that she could see the place.

"If you don't want to throw it, I'll throw it at you when I go out." After Leng Jueye finished speaking, he pulled with his long arm and the nail loosened. The photo was held in his hand.

"Hey ?" It was too late for Wen Xin to stop him, seeing that he was about to throw the photo away, inexplicably, she felt her heart ache, and wanted to snatch it back.

Leng Jueye snorted, "Not willing?"