Xiang Yi Mo immediately fell silent. Her long eyelashes were like feathers with tiny teardrops, fluttering as she blinked.
Then, her breathing subconsciously also relaxed.
After he said this, the man let go of her, placed the clothes he bought for her on the bed and swept his gaze from her face like cool water without saying anything more.
After that, he got up and paced out of this area.
His tall back gradually went further and further away. The atmosphere fell silent, but the cold energy he emitted before leaving remained.
It was frigidly cold.
As if the warmth of the room was being drained away.
Xiang Yi Mo didn’t think much about it. She stared blankly for a few seconds. She immediately changed clothes and rolled out of bed. Then, she headed toward the bathroom.
She saw another set of toiletries that did not match Lu Wang Chen’s disposition on the bathroom sink. It was pink and girly.
The toiletries looked extremely new. It was not difficult to guess that Lu Wang Chen prepared it for her in advance while she was asleep.
The pink colour was interspersed into the high-end grey colour scheme. It was bright but did not seem out of place, just like her.
It naturally blended into his world.
After freshening up, Xiang Yi Mo walked out of the room.
She glimpsed Lu Wang Chen lying on the sofa in the clean and tidy living room’s black-white-grey tone.
Probably because his temperament was particularly prominent and distinct, he blended perfectly into the dark grey sofa even when he was dressed in a black suit. Regardless of what environment he was in, he brought the place to life.
It made one couldn’t help but look at him from top to bottom. Under his ink-like thick black hair, his eyes were as dark as the night sky.
He just sat there and raised his hand to puff a mouthful of cigarettes.
The long and slender fingers were casually clasped.
The pale white smoke rose and draped around his angular face, making one unable to see his face clearly.
His posture was quite elegant and noble even when he was smoking.
While looking at Lu Wang Chen, her eyes surveyed the surrounding environment. This kind of cold style made him appear more ascetic.
Lu Wang Chen seemed to be aware of an indifferent gaze fixed on him. It also contained appreciation.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiang Yi Mo, who was walking out.
The off-white skirt reached her ankles, and the exquisite silk muslin covered her legs layer after layer.
It was light and soft. It looked very comfortable and silky.
The top was covered with a slightly wide, fluffy, bubble-sleeve pink sweater. The clingy fabric with the whole body coarse weave twist pattern gave off a retro sense. It made her look extra sweet and adorable.
The neckline was a V-neck design that fit the neck, making her snow-white neck appear more slender. Looking at it alone makes his throat dry, and he wants to take a bite.
It must definitely be soft and juicy, like sweet strawberry-flavoured milk.
The deep jet-black eyes of Lu Wang Chen sank slightly. The tip of his tongue licked the back of his molar, and the coldness under his eyes lessened.
He pondered for a while about Xiang Yi Mo.
He didn’t want to scare her away by pushing her too hard.
The main decision was to put away his fangs for the time being and plan slowly.
Lu Wang Chen lowered his hand and crushed the cigarette that was not even half in the crystal ashtray. He suppressed the thoughts in his head that were somewhat difficult to control. His voice lowered, and he said, “Mo Mo, come here.”
He straightened his back and spread his slender legs, allowing Xiang Yi Mo to follow him to the dining room. He handed him a glass of brewed honey water.
“Drink it.” His voice was low and filled with indifference. “If you have a headache, this will slightly ease your hangover.”
Xiang Yi Mo blinked and obediently drank it. The sweet taste dispersed on the tip of her tongue.
Then, Lu Wang Chen sat her down again and brought an earthenware pot of fresh shrimp and scallop congee. He scooped up a bowl and placed it in front of her.
“Eat it. It’s salty. I remember you never liked to eat sweet stuff for breakfast when you were a child.”
Xiang Yi Mo gave a small yip.
I am surprised that Lu Wang Chen not only knew about this but even remembered it? She lowered her eyes to look at the hot salty congee in the bowl. She thought, ‘It looks good. It should not be unpalatable.’
She scooped up the spoon, blew two puffs, and brought it to her mouth. Her heart seemed to soften with the warmth in her mouth.