Huo Yunting looked at her for a moment, and then moved the glass away from her without a word . "Warm milk!" He cried .
Soon, a maid brought in a cup of milk and presented it gracefully to Lu Zhaoyang . She sipped on it without hesitation .
To Huo Yunting, impressing a girl was effortless . He did not even have to do anything for women to flock to him .
The woman in front of him right now, however, was the only exception . The only he could subdue her was by making threats .
Huo Yunting had only just begun on his plate when Lu Zhaoyang put down her fork . She wiped her mouth and threw a flat glance at him . "Enjoy your dinner . The mood is better that way, trust me . "
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to check out the clothes you bought for me and see if you have good taste . "
Huo Yunting could hardly say no to that excuse, so he watched as Lu Zhaoyang left him at the dinner table .
Once she was gone, the dining area went quiet . The candle light flickered innocently .
Huo Yunting picked up his wine glass and said, "Turn on the lights!"
A second later, the entire mansion lit up .
The candles were useless now, replaced by their electrical successors . Huo Yunting continued to eat without a word .
When Lu Zhaoyang reached the bedroom, she threw a quick glance at the new additions in the wardrobe, and then went to the bathroom .
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The wardrobe was stuffed with dresses and things . Who on earth taught him how to mollify a woman?
This is idiotic . What a waste .
When Huo Yunting entered the bedroom, she was in a loose bathrobe . The collar was slightly open, teasing with her seductive collarbone underneath . She was drying her hair with a white towel as she headed for the dresser .
An idea came to him, and he stepped forward .
Lu Zhaoyang saw his face and all the horrible thoughts that came with it through the mirror . He picked up the hairdryer before she could reach it .
"I heard that ladies on their period shouldn't wash their hair at night . It's not good for health . "
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The hairdryer was loud, so Lu Zhaoyang could only barely hear him . She chuckled and said, "Don't worry . If I really die without warning one day, it won't be because I washed my hair while on my period . "
Huo Yunting burst into a smile . "Since when have you come to understand so much? That's right . If you ever did die, it would be on our bed . "
Lu Zhaoyang frowned . Huo Chen's reappearance had made even the thought of touching Huo Yunting unbearable . It was hard to continue speaking on the issue .
She gathered herself and grabbed the hairdryer from him to do the work herself . "Go and shower . I can take care of myself . "
Huo Yunting continued staying beside her as he studied her pale face . It looked as placid as a pool of stagnant water .
He was not the one person who could make ripples in her heart . Perhaps, the only thing he could do was rake up a storm .
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"I hate you," she had said . Everything about her now echoed the same sentiment .
Her indifference was deadly cold violence .
Lu Zhaoyang turned off the hairdfryer and walked past him .
She was too tired to play his games tonight .
She had just reached the bed when Huo Yunting hugged her around the waist from behind . He breathed by her ears as his fingers undid her bathrobe in familiar movements .
Lu Zhaoyang's body tensed as she tried to stay calm . "Are you so desperate as to not mind the blood?"
"If you want to try it, I don't mind . "
It seemed that she had come to associate him with sex and only sex . In fact, he only wanted to hug her and help her remove her bathrobe .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!