h4Chapter 146: Chapter 132: Pig/h4

    Listening to the incessantughter beside him, Bao Ye pressed his lips together and chose to ignore her, walking quickly with his long legs.

    Gradually, Jiang Ruan couldn’t keep up.

    This section of the road was under construction, making the ground difficult to walk on. Earlier, Bao Ye had carried her, so she didn’t really feel anything.

    Now walking by herself, she felt ufortable, especially as she was wearing high heels.

    Looking at Bao Ye walking ahead, indifferent to her struggles, Jiang Ruan bit her lip, refusing to believe it.

    She deliberately eximed loudly.

    The tone was full of surprise.

    Almost instantly, the figure ahead stopped and quickly turned around to look at her.

    Jiang Ruan bent over her back, and Bao Ye immediately returned to her, walking with determination, and with a tense expression and furrowed brow, he supported her: "Sprained?"

    Jiang Ruan nodded: "I think so."

    "Bao Ye, my foot hurts ~"

    "I guess I can’t walk."

    She looked at him pitifully.

    In the moonlight, she looked like a wounded little rabbit.

    Bao Ye snorted lightly, with a cold expression: "Weren’t you showing off just now?"

    "Why aren’t you keeping up the act?"

    "Wearing such high heels to a club, if not you, then who would sprain an ankle."

    "..."

    Jiang Ruan found it amusing and exasperating.

    Does this childish man have to be so immature?

    Taking revenge, is it?

    She didn’t sprain it, no need for him to carry her.

    She was muttering inwardly.

    In the next second, she was suddenly swooped and lifted by the man.

    Jiang Ruan’s eyes immediately lit up.

    She wrapped her arms around his neck, the scent of his cologne lingering around her nose, exceptionally pleasant, as she leaned against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

    Jiang Ruanzily yawned and shut her eyes: "So sleepy."

    Bao Ye carried her, stepping steadily forward, noticing her closed eyes, he suddenly felt like teasing her.

    Deliberately provoking her.

    "What’s the term for eating and then sleeping?"

    A bit dizzy in the head, Jiang Ruan spoke without thinking: "Pig."

    After speaking, there was silence for two seconds, and then she suddenly realized.

    She opened her eyes: "You tricked me!"

    Bao Ye: "The words came out of your own mouth."

    Jiang Ruan grumbled: "A pig is a pig."

    "But don’t forget we’re of the same kind. If I’m a pig, you’re a pig too."

    She said proudly.

    Bao Ye: "..."

    Is this considered digging a pit and burying himself too?

    Jiang Ruan was really tired, nestled in his arms, her cheek resting against his chest as she quickly fell asleep.

    Suddenly, it became quiet around.

    Bao Ye felt inexplicably unustomed, looked down to see her asleep, her small face peaceful and gentle, with none of the previous feisty demeanor.

    She was very slim, holding her felt weightless.

    Bao Ye had instructed the servants to take good care of her diet, especially to ensure she got enough nutrition.

    But Jiang Ruan was wild by nature, and for the sake of body management.

    If he didn’t keep an eye on her, she wouldn’t eat.

    Breakfast was just iced Americano.

    Though iced Americano was good for reducing swelling, drinking it on an empty stomach hurt the stomach.

    He had told her, but she didn’t listen.

    Porridge was the best choice in the morning.

    If the stomach gets damaged, nothing can be eaten.

    Thinking this, Bao Ye carried her to the car, freeing a hand to open the car door, lowered the passenger seat, and then ced her down.

    He took a thin nket to cover her.

    Then he closed the door and came to the driver’s seat.

    Jiang Ruan was deeply asleep, perhaps partly due to having drunk alcohol.

    She did not wake up throughout the journey.

    Late at night, the all-ck Rolls Royce cruised smoothly on the night road, Bao Ye didn’t drive too fast, afraid of disturbing her.

    The passenger seat was very spacious and soft, crafted from custom materials Bao Yemissioned.

    It was no different from a big bed.

    Jiang Ruan slept soundly.

    She didn’t wake up even when they arrived at the vi, Bao Ye carried her out of the car and back to the bedroom.