She was not going to starve while waiting for him to finish work.
Jiang Ruan was really hungry.
She held her stomach.
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by his magnetic voice: "Not busy."
"It’s just a project, we are the clients, only the suppliers wait for the clients."
The man’s tone was calm and commanding.
Saying this, he stood up, leaned over, picked her up, and said, "I promised to have dinner with you, punctuality is a virtue."
Jiang Ruan slightly raised her elegant eyebrows, her eyes sparkling with laughter: "Alright then, punctual Mr. Bao."
Feeling content in his arms, Jiang Ruan suddenly felt like a baby being cared for.
Looking at the man’s face, she started flattering him: "It really is my great honor to have Mr. Bao dine with ."
Bao Ye placed her on the chair in front of the table, not the least bit modest: "Good that you know."
"Instead of wasting ti flattering, you might as well save your energy to eat another bowl of rice."
Bao Ye pushed her chair forward and then sat down beside her.
The table was full of delicious food, Jiang Ruan was about to pick up the chopsticks when Bao Ye stopped her.
"Drink so soup first. I had them make sea cucumber and chicken soup for you, it’s good for your body and stomach."
"You hardly ate yesterday, and suddenly eating greasy food will upset your stomach, have so soup before eating."
Jiang Ruan blinked, her dark eyes shining brightly, she smiled broadly: "Okay."
"Why does it suddenly feel like you’ve beco a different person?"
Jiang Ruan picked up a spoon, sipping the chicken soup, the temperature was just right, not hot.
It was stewed perfectly, not greasy at all, very refreshing, just to her taste.
Bao Ye was actually a bit hungry too, having been busy with work since he got up in the morning. He was waiting to have lunch with her.
He ate elegantly.
Hearing this, he unfazedly asked: "How have I changed?"
"It’s a feeling I can’t quite describe." Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, smiling: "Feels like you’ve turned into a warm-hearted guy."
Hearing this, Bao Ye was just about to speak.
Then she spoke in an excited voice.
"Feels like I’m your daughter and you’re my dad!"
"..."
Bao Ye’s lips twitched hard, his face like charcoal, he knew nothing good could co out of her mouth.
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He leaned closer to her, closing the distance, teasing her in a low voice: "Yes, I’m your dad, and we sleep in the sa bed."
"Not in the literal sleeping sense."
"It’s the inappropriate kind of sleeping."
Seeing her eyes widen, about to explode.
Even the tips of her ears turned red.
He dragged his tone.
"Be a good girl·call dad·dy."
Jiang Ruan exploded: "Bao Ye, I was using a taphor, don’t you understand?"
"It’s not cosplay."
"I know." Bao Ye stated righteously: "I was also using a taphor."
He laughed: "Of course, if you want to cosplay, it’s not like I can’t cooperate."
Jiang Ruan: "..."
She didn’t an that at all.
Seeing Bao Ye was about to speak again, she quickly used chopsticks to pick up a piece of at and fed it directly into his mouth.
"Stop, it’s a virtue to be quiet during als and not talk in bed."
The forcibly fed Bao Ye: "..."
Wasn’t she the one who started it?
"From now on, I’m going to eat quietly, I refuse to communicate with you."
Expecting her to call him daddy.
In your dreams.
Bao Ye chewed the at, swallowed it down.
Watching her eat the at, she ate so deliciously.
He smiled fondly, and said softly: "You’re doing it wrong."
Jiang Ruan glanced at him during her al: "What’s wrong?"
"It’s like only allowing the magistrate to set fires, not the common folk to light lamps." Bao Ye said, "Isn’t this kind of behavior called double standards online?"
Oh, it turns out he also browses the internet.
He even knows about double standards.
Jiang Ruan snorted: "How am I being double standards?"
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