CHAPTER 317: CHAPTER 297: FIX IT TOMORROW

Jiang Ruan blinked, not understanding: "Huh?"

She saw the man lean over, getting closer to her cheek. His sharply defined face exuded a certain edge, as his thin lips slowly uttered a few words: "Your smile is so sweet."

"It makes people think you’re asking for something."

The last two words, Bao Ye said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruan blushed immediately, almost biting her own tongue: "Enough, Bao Ye."

"Fine, then I won’t smile at you, alright? It’s clearly your unhealthy mindset that’s making you think that way!"

Bao Ye had already stood up straight, the pajamas on him looking particularly proper, his laziness exuding an air of elegance.

He said, "Seems like your stomach doesn’t hurt anymore, now that you have the energy to argue with me."

"Tsk."

"I spent all that effort making this bowl of soup, and I didn’t even hear a thank you from you."

"I won’t make it again in the future."

Just as Jiang Ruan was about to pick up the bowl, she hurriedly said upon hearing this: "Oh, don’t be like that, I just forgot."

Jiang Ruan beamed at him: "Thank you for making the red sugar water for me, I’m really touched, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Her tone was indeed sincere.

Seeing her face, smiling like a flower, Bao Ye tugged at the corner of his lips, suppressing the curve, and lightly coughed.

Very aloof: "You’re welcome."

The red sugar water quickly cooled down.

Jiang Ruan picked it up, scooped a spoonful, and drank it. It was sweet, with a bit of ginger flavor, but not spicy.

Overall, it was a flavor she quite liked.

Bao Ye was leaning against the bedside table reading a book. He had a habit of reading before bed, which had been maintained for many years.

Hearing the sound of the spoon in the bowl, Bao Ye’s thoughts were interrupted, he looked up to see her drinking, and couldn’t help but ask: "How is it?"

"I added ginger, is it spicy?"

Jiang Ruan looked over and replied: "Not spicy, the taste is just right."

Jiang Ruan praised: "Seems like Mr. Bao has a talent for cooking."

"Keep it up in the future."

Bao Ye: "..."

He sneered lightly: "Pushing your luck."

But Bao Ye never expected that one day in the future he would really cook three meals a day for her.

After finishing the red sugar water, Jiang Ruan asked the maid to take the bowl away.

Her mouth full of the taste of red sugar, she was just about to go wash up when, with a glint in her eye, she thought of something and moved teasingly towards Bao Ye.

Her small hand grabbed his pajama sleeve: "Bao Ye, do you want to taste something sweet?"

Bao Ye had just closed his book, and hearing this, he glanced at her, already knowing what she was thinking.

"No."

"Go rinse your mouth."

Bao Ye was a bit of a clean freak, especially after washing up.

Jiang Ruan, however, licked her red lips and teased him: "Really not even a little taste? It’s really sweet."

She blinked her big, sparkling eyes.

Facing her temptation, Bao Ye: "..."

His dark eyes squinted, and he said in a low voice.

"I’ll give you two choices."

"First: go rinse your mouth."

"Second: fight with me."

"Your choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, in less than three seconds, the person in front of him hurriedly scrambled off the bed, stepped into her slippers, and rushed to the bathroom.

The speed was astonishing.

Bao Ye froze for a second, and only when the bathroom door closed did he retract his gaze, a light chuckle escaping his lips.

This woman... truly...

Being with her, he’d either die of anger or be amused by her.

Bao Ye shook his head helplessly, feeling like in a past life he owed her, so in this life he’s paying it back.

Soon, Jiang Ruan finished washing up.

Lying in Bao Ye’s arms, he was like a big furnace, and she snuggled up against him.

During her period, Jiang Ruan felt cold, her body always icy.

Bao Ye knew, so he held her in his arms.

Only a nightlight was left in the room.

The dim yellow light cast down, lighting up the foot of the bed, making the bedroom excessively quiet.

Neither of them fell asleep, as it was so quiet they could hear each other’s breathing.

After drinking the red sugar water, Jiang Ruan’s abdomen felt better but still not completely comfortable.

Unable to resist, she raised her hand, just as she covered her belly, Bao Ye’s voice sounded in her ear.