novelraw Chapter 240 - 226: Could It Be a Fever?
Chapter 240 - 226: Could It Be a Fever?
"Really?" Bao Ye said, "I can’t tell you’re being forced. You seem rather cocky."Jiang Ruan: "..."
She took a deep breath: "Isn’t it just feeding you? Fine, I’ll feed you."
Jiang Ruan gave him a mischievous smile: "But a friendly reminder for Mr. Bao."
Bao Ye, plainly: "Go ahead."
"I ate snail noodles for lunch."
"And also had stinky tofu."
Jiang Ruan grinned: "Didn’t brush my teeth!"
Bao Ye: "..."
His face instantly darkened.
"Feeding you isn’t really a big deal, as long as you don’t mind, because there’s still the taste of snail noodles in my mouth, maybe the dish I’m feeding you might even carry a bit of..."
Before she could finish, Bao Ye pinched her waist and pushed her off his lap.
Jiang Ruan was caught off guard: "Hey, hey."
"Why are you pushing me?"
Once she stood up, Bao Ye retracted his hand.
He picked up the chopsticks, didn’t look at her, and coldly spat out three words: "Brush your teeth."
Bao Ye had an extreme cleanliness obsession, and Jiang Ruan had directly hit his bottom line.
Seeing she successfully grossed him out, Jiang Ruan secretly laughed inside, while seriously saying, "Alright, Mr. Bao."
"I’ll go brush my teeth right now, hope you enjoy your meal."
She finished speaking and darted to the bathroom.
The sound of the door closing could be heard.
Only then did Bao Ye look up, his gaze icy.
How could he not have guessed that this was another one of her silly ideas?
Snail noodles and stinky tofu indeed.
The lunch they cooked didn’t contain either of those.
Jiang Ruan probably never expected that he took the time amidst his busy schedule to watch their recorded video.
Hmph.
Did she really think he was dumb?
He kept account of this little incident.
He’ll deal with it slowly tonight with her.
Thinking of this, Bao Ye’s lips curled up into a smile.
Jiang Ruan came out after showering, already an hour later.
Women shower differently from men.
It includes showering, skincare, and moisturizing.
Everything done, and unknowingly over an hour had passed.
She opened the door, fragrant all over, the dining table was already empty, cleaned spotless.
The serving cart was gone too, probably someone had wheeled it away.
Bao Ye was reading on the sofa.
Seeing how focused he was, she didn’t disturb him, tossed the clothes she needed to wash into the washer, and cleaned the bathroom.
After tidying everything up, Jiang Ruan came out.
With nothing else to do, she picked up her phone and sat beside him, kicked off her slippers, and curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone.
She saw the Director sent a red envelope in the group chat, wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival today.
Jiang Ruan clicked in, 199.99.
Lucky.
Jiang Ruan’s red lips curled up, thanked the Director.
Exited the chat, replied with thanks and blessings to those who wished her a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and were on good terms with her.
She saw Feng Meiling sent her a message.
First wishing her a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
Then saying she had arranged a date with Si Chen for the evening.
In the end, Si Chen was too busy with work and forgot.
Left her all dressed up for two hours and waiting at the date spot for over an hour.
Calls couldn’t get through.
Angry, Feng Meiling went straight home.
By the time Si Chen remembered, two hours had passed, he phoned Feng Meiling, and she angrily scolded him.
Listening to Feng Meiling’s complaining words, Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but laugh: "Pfft."
In the quiet living room, this laugh was particularly prominent.
Remembering he was reading, Jiang Ruan quickly covered her mouth and sneaked a glance at him.
Right into the man’s dark and profound eyes.
"Ahem... I won’t laugh anymore, I’ll hold it in, you carry on." Jiang Ruan said a bit awkwardly.
Little did she know an hour had passed.
Bao Ye had only read two pages.
Compared to his usual efficiency, it was as if he hadn’t read at all.
He closed the book, rubbed his tired temples with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice: "Headache, not reading anymore."
Hearing this, Jiang Ruan’s expression turned worried, she leaned in to look at him: "Why did you suddenly have a headache?"
"Could you be running a fever?"
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