Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

The water boiled after a minute.

When Rong Lan was making coffee, she was still a little absent-minded.

The hot water splashed on her fingers, and Rong Lan exhaled softly: "Hiss——"

Hearing Rong Lan cry out in pain, the man hurriedly stepped forward, held her little hand, and looked at the place where it was splashed. As expected, he saw a patch of redness and swelling...

"Why are you so careless?" With half-squinted eyes, Kang Jue grabbed Rong Lan's wrist, turned on the faucet next to him and started pouring cold water.

Rong Lan was still a bit belated. When she reacted, she was already half-hugged by Kang Jue, and cold water was directed at the red skin of her little hands.

Standing next to Kang Jue at such a close distance, his face had excellent contours, especially his jaw line, and his handsome eyebrows were furrowed, exuding an unruly and unhappy air.

"I...I'm fine." Rong Lan murmured.

"You're okay? Who said you're okay?" Kang Jue's whole body was filled with a chill.

Rong Lan leaned in Kang Jue's arms, close to the muscle lines on his chest. It was obvious that it was only her hands that were burned, but she felt the temperature on her face getting higher and higher unintentionally.

"I don't need you to worry about..." Rong Lan pursed her red lips and said, "You should be busy with your own affairs."

She is restraining herself and avoiding suspicion.

Kang Jue looked at her sideways, still holding her wrist tightly, his voice was as low as high-alcohol vodka, intoxicating: "The most important thing to me right now is you, don't tell me Reason, reason is useless to me now.”

"You...why are you like this?"

After saying that, Rong Lan tried to struggle out of Kang Jue's hand, but the man seemed determined and increased his strength. Her struggling and twisting would only increase the degree of skin contact between them.

Even... I touched some places that I shouldn't have touched...

"Kang Jue, someone will pass by this tea room. Do you really not care about other people's opinions?" Rong Lan whispered, which was a reminder and a warning.

There are not many people who know about the past between him and her. Now if someone sees him treating her like this, it will be of no benefit to either of them.

"What are you afraid of? A misunderstanding?" Seeing his arms tightening, Kang Jue took advantage of the situation and pulled Rong Lan deeper into his arms. The fragrance of her body lingered in his nostrils.

"It's really not a misunderstanding anyway."

The faucet was not turned off, but the sound of running water was still there.

Rong Lan only felt that everything Kang Jue was doing now was testing on the edge of danger. Maybe he didn't like He Yi and it had nothing to do with her, or maybe it was because He Yi aroused his sense of competition.

His so-called liking...maybe has nothing to do with sincerity.

Rong Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly and she asked slowly: "Then if the chairman sees it, it doesn't matter to you?"

Hearing this, Kang Jue frowned slightly, and doubts appeared in his deep eyes: "Why should I care about Ning Nuannuan's eyes?"

"Because you like her!"

"Maybe before, maybe it's not called liking. I just admired her and thought that was liking." Kang Jue said slowly in Rong Lan's ear: "To you, I have no intention of working for you. I just want you all to myself.”

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These two words... have too strong connotations of domineering and possessiveness.

Kang Jue has never been such a domineering person, but now that he is in his arms like this, Rong Lan actually feels that he is not only strong, but also a little bad!

At this moment, Rong Lan's heart was even more confused. It felt like she was carrying a rabbit in her arms, and the rabbit was still jumping around in her heart.

"I don't know what you are talking about..." she muttered softly.

Rong Lan was trying his best to avoid it, but Kang Jue didn't give him this chance at all and said in a deep voice: "Rong Lan, don't pretend to be stupid with me, you know what I'm talking about."

When Kang Jue spoke, his breath fell behind Rong Lan's ear.

wet.

hot.

The tips of her ears were dyed with a touch of red.

"I really……"

Before Rong Lan could say the next words, footsteps suddenly came from the door of the tea room.

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she was completely confused, but then the man picked her up and brought her to the refrigerator.

Rong Lan raised her face and looked at him. She was about to speak, but Kang Jue covered her mouth.