More and more, he felt she was like a wife, always showing her most feminine side inadvertently. Even though it was just a small complaint, it made him feel satisfied.
"You can supervise ," he said.
"How am I supposed to supervise that?" Su Jiuyi knew what he ant and said, "I can’t be by your side twenty-four seven. Besides, I can’t sleep in the sa room with you at night; n and won are different."
"Why didn’t you ntion the difference between n and won when we slept in the sa bed before?" Shi Aoju said lightly.
"Before... it was different!" The first ti was a setup, the second ti was due to being drunk. Both were accidents and can’t be lumped together.
"It was different," Shi Aoju said. "Before, we got to know each other deeply, but now even kissing is pitifully rare."
He intentionally emphasized the word "deeply," making it impossible not to think in the wrong direction, and Su Jiuyi also recalled the scenes when they were intimate, her face turning a shade of red.
Indeed, n are animals driven by desire. He usually appears so aloof and proud, cold and distant, yet he can say sothing like this.
Su Jiuyi took a sip of milk to calm herself before saying, "I probably can’t co back until tonight. What do you want to eat? I’ll bring it back for you when I return."
"I want to eat what you made yourself," Shi Aoju said.
"Sure." Su Jiuyi thought for a mont, "How about this, you tell what you want to eat, I’ll go buy the ingredients now, and bring it back once it’s done; the condition is it can’t be too complicated, otherwise there won’t be enough ti."
"I want to eat what you make in my kitchen," he said.
Su Jiuyi: "..."
Does this man have so kind of rich-person syndro? Isn’t making it in any kitchen the sa, or does he think his kitchen is more upscale, so the food will taste better?
"I want to see you before nine tonight or face the consequences." Shi Aoju’s voice returned to its cold, deep tone, carrying an undeniable authority.
"I’ll try." What might happen tonight was still unknown, and whether there would be any complications along the way, Su Jiuyi didn’t know, so she wasn’t sure when she could return to the Shi Family.
"Hmm, you can try, but the consequences might be severe." His tone lowered again, carrying a nacingly dangerous vibe.
Su Jiuyi visualized the scene of Shi Aoju getting angry and going on a rampage... and then felt a chill down her spine.
"Um, Young Master Jue..."
"Half your salary will be deducted," Shi Aoju coldly interrupted, clearly displeased by the words "Young Master Jue."
"..." Su Jiuyi was stunned.
"Hanging up."
"Beep——"
It took Su Jiuyi a while, holding the phone, to react. Thinking she might have angered him by calling him Young Master Jue, she frowned and typed a few texts to send over.
——Don’t be angry, in the future, I won’t call you Young Master Jue anymore.
——I’ll be honest, Su Zhenxiong is forcing to go on a blind date, it’s tonight.
——The blind date is with Sun Zhihao, around forty years old.
——I’m just going through the motions, don’t overthink it.
——Actually, I missed you so much last night that I couldn’t sleep, even got dark circles. When I get back, you’re not allowed to laugh at .
——Alright, that’s it, busy yourself.
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