Rong Yan leaned his slender body against the wall and lifted his head back, and blew out some white fumes of smoke from his coral red lips, which gradually dissipated into the air.
After finishing countless cigarettes, he finally stopped when Auntie Li came downstairs. He snubbed the cigarette butt with his foot and glanced at Auntie Li inquisitively.
Holding the tray, Auntie Li shook her head and explained, “I managed to convince Young Madam to eat a few mouthfuls but she told me to take the rest away.”
Rong Yan nodded and went upstairs while Auntie Li stared at his receding figure and shook her head resignedly.
One of them was all cooped up in the bedroom in agony while the other was feeling upset downstairs.
Sigh, what has happened to the two of them?
…
At five in the morning, Luo Anning felt extremely thirsty and hence, woke up to go downstairs for some water.
As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted with a shocking sight!
She wondered how much he smoked, for the hallway was full of the odor of smoke. He was leaning against the wall and his head was hung low with a lit cigarette between his fingertips.
There were cigarette butts scattered all over the floor.
Luo Anning frowned slightly and Rong Yan looked up as he heard the sounds of the door opening, only to make eye contact with her.
Fatigue was written all over his face and his eyes were bloodshot too. When he saw her coming out, Rong Yan immediately threw away the cigarette and walked towards her.
Seemingly having thought of something along the way, he froze and stood rooted to the ground.
Luo Anning did not know how to describe her current mood. She was mad at him, but her heart began to ache when she realized he had been smoking in front of the bedroom door all night.
Noticing that she was staying still, Rong Yan dared not approach her and instead stared at her. “Why are you up so early? Are you feeling unwell?”
His alluring voice had turned husky because of him smoking all night.
Luo Anning glanced at him and went downstairs without uttering a word while Rong Yan froze before he too followed suit.
Luo Anning poured herself some water and as soon as she took a sip, she noticed that Rong Yan was leaning against the kitchen door and staring at her.
Luo Anning choked on her water when she met his icy cold eyes, after which she began coughing violently.
Rong Yan strode forth and held her while patting her to calm her down. “Why are you so careless? How could you choke on water?”
Feeling terrible because of the choking, Luo Anning’s face turned red and she quickly pushed him away before glowering at him.
Rong Yan pressed his lips together and hugged her firmly while pressing his hand against her waist, making it impossible for her to move at all.
“Anning, will you cut it out? Can we not argue?”
She was almost going to vomit up bile and finally coughed up the water that she had choked on. Supporting herself against the basin, Luo Anning tried to catch her breath.
Upon hearing his words, she immediately pushed his hands away and walked towards the basin to wash her hand.
After she turned off the tap, Rong Yan handed her a clean handkerchief and stared at her conscientiously.
Luo Anning decided not to let the handkerchief go to waste. She grabbed it in a hostile manner and wiped her hands before shoving it back to him. She then turned around without speaking to him.
She returned to the bedroom and closed the door but Rong Yan squeezed in and kicked the door shut.
Rong Yan leaned his slender body against the wall and lifted his head back, and blew out some white fumes of smoke from his coral red lips, which gradually dissipated into the air.
After finishing countless cigarettes, he finally stopped when Auntie Li came downstairs. He snubbed the cigarette butt with his foot and glanced at Auntie Li inquisitively.
Holding the tray, Auntie Li shook her head and explained, “I managed to convince Young Madam to eat a few mouthfuls but she told me to take the rest away.”
Rong Yan nodded and went upstairs while Auntie Li stared at his receding figure and shook her head resignedly.
One of them was all cooped up in the bedroom in agony while the other was feeling upset downstairs.
Sigh, what has happened to the two of them?
…
At five in the morning, Luo Anning felt extremely thirsty and hence, woke up to go downstairs for some water.
As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted with a shocking sight!
She wondered how much he smoked, for the hallway was full of the odor of smoke. He was leaning against the wall and his head was hung low with a lit cigarette between his fingertips.
There were cigarette butts scattered all over the floor.
Luo Anning frowned slightly and Rong Yan looked up as he heard the sounds of the door opening, only to make eye contact with her.
Fatigue was written all over his face and his eyes were bloodshot too. When he saw her coming out, Rong Yan immediately threw away the cigarette and walked towards her.
Seemingly having thought of something along the way, he froze and stood rooted to the ground.
Luo Anning did not know how to describe her current mood. She was mad at him, but her heart began to ache when she realized he had been smoking in front of the bedroom door all night.
Noticing that she was staying still, Rong Yan dared not approach her and instead stared at her. “Why are you up so early? Are you feeling unwell?”
His alluring voice had turned husky because of him smoking all night.
Luo Anning glanced at him and went downstairs without uttering a word while Rong Yan froze before he too followed suit.
Luo Anning poured herself some water and as soon as she took a sip, she noticed that Rong Yan was leaning against the kitchen door and staring at her.
Luo Anning choked on her water when she met his icy cold eyes, after which she began coughing violently.
Rong Yan strode forth and held her while patting her to calm her down. “Why are you so careless? How could you choke on water?”
Feeling terrible because of the choking, Luo Anning’s face turned red and she quickly pushed him away before glowering at him.
Rong Yan pressed his lips together and hugged her firmly while pressing his hand against her waist, making it impossible for her to move at all.
“Anning, will you cut it out? Can we not argue?”
She was almost going to vomit up bile and finally coughed up the water that she had choked on. Supporting herself against the basin, Luo Anning tried to catch her breath.
Upon hearing his words, she immediately pushed his hands away and walked towards the basin to wash her hand.
After she turned off the tap, Rong Yan handed her a clean handkerchief and stared at her conscientiously.
Luo Anning decided not to let the handkerchief go to waste. She grabbed it in a hostile manner and wiped her hands before shoving it back to him. She then turned around without speaking to him.
She returned to the bedroom and closed the door but Rong Yan squeezed in and kicked the door shut.
