Chapter 8 Noodles

Chapter 8 Noodles

Chapter 8 Noodles

Outside the study is a spacious living room, and directly opposite it is a small dining room blocked by a glass partition.

The floor-to-ceiling glass partition is made of frosted glass, so the situation inside the restaurant cannot be clearly seen from the outside.

However, at this moment, the lights in the living room were not on, but the lights in the dining room were on, so even through the frosted glass, you could vaguely see a figure in the dining room.

When An Rusong came out of the study, he saw the blurry figure in the restaurant at first sight. The figure seemed to be standing next to the dining table. She was wearing a purple dress, so the blurry shadow was also purple.

There were only three people in this family, him, Sun Manzhu and Li Caicao, so the figure was either Sun Manzhu or Li Caicao. An Rushong's intuition told him that the person should be Li Caicao.

The reason is very simple. From an aesthetic point of view, Sun Manzhu does not look good in purple. On the contrary, Li Caicao's skin is fair enough, and the purple color can better highlight the advantages of her skin color.

If it was Li Caicao, then what was this woman doing staying in the restaurant in the middle of the night, wearing a bright purple dress?

With a hint of doubt, An Rushong walked over quietly and took a look inside when he got close to the restaurant door.

Because the partition is a floor-to-ceiling window, there is indeed a door from the living room to the dining room, but this door is just an open gap and there is no door installed.

An Rushong was standing by the door. When he saw the woman standing next to the dining table in the restaurant, she had obviously noticed someone at the door and was turning around to look over here.

The woman was indeed Li Caicao. She was holding a bucket of instant noodles in her hand. When she turned around, her little mouth was still swallowing. It was obvious that she was hungry and got up in the middle of the night to eat secretly.

An Rushong didn't care whether this woman was cheating on him or not. At this moment, he just felt his blood boiling, and a certain part of his body that had not been used officially since his rebirth was howling for a fight.

At this time, Li Caicao, who was standing next to the dining table, was indeed wearing a purple dress. If An Rushong remembered correctly, this cheongsam with trousers should be a traditional costume for Vietnamese women, called Ao Dai, which is similar to the cheongsam in China.

However, the ao dai worn by Li Caicao is not the same as the traditional Vietnamese ao dai. The fabric used in this dress not only wraps tightly around the body, like a tight-fitting yoga suit, but is also thin and transparent. Under the light from the top of the restaurant, the mountains and rivers inside the clothes are faintly visible.

This is tempting me! This is definitely tempting me!
After the initial surprise, An Rushong, who almost had a nosebleed, roared in his heart.

Don't be ridiculous, is he the kind of person who can be seduced by women? He doesn't even need to seduce!

Seeing An Rusong standing at the door, Li Caicao seemed quite surprised, but she seemed to have forgotten what she was wearing and only focused on the instant noodles in her hand. Noticing that An Rusong's eyes were always focused on her, the woman raised the instant noodles in her hand and gave them to An Rusong, as if she wanted to treat him to instant noodles?

An Rushong didn't bother to consider whether this woman was seducing him or what her purpose was. His principle in life was to do his best to satisfy his desires. As for other things, he would deal with them at another time.

Facing Li Caicao's gaze, An Rushong walked straight over and took the bucket of instant noodles from her.

What the hell! When he took the instant noodles from the woman, a trace of reluctance flashed across her innocent eyes. Yes, An Rusong really noticed it, which made him feel inexplicably annoyed.

Putting the instant noodles on the table, he grabbed Li Caicao's thin shoulders and turned her around so that she was facing the dining table.

The woman didn't seem to understand what An Rushong was trying to do. She turned her body towards the dining table, but turned her head hard to look at An Rushong's face.

It was not until the other person pushed her down onto the dining table and lifted up the hem of her skirt that she turned her head and reached out to push the bucket of instant noodles further away, as if she was worried that if she moved too violently later, she would accidentally spill the noodles.

"Rumble"

The roar of thunder woke An Rushong from his sleep.

Rubbing his sore and swollen eyes, he turned over and sat up in bed. He first took the mobile phone under the pillow and looked at the time. It was only 6:30 in the morning. He slept for less than four hours in total that night.

I moved under the bed, stood up barefoot, and was about to walk to the window when I felt my heels were numb and my legs were weak.

There was no other way. After working hard for two days and having so much fun last night, I had overdrawn my physical strength. If I were in my forties in my previous life, I would have died suddenly. He walked to the bed, pulled open the heavy curtains, and took a look at the figure reflected in the rain-covered glass window. An Rusong couldn't help but think of Li Caicao.

Including her trembling back, her expression that seemed both happy and painful, the way she knelt in front of him and looked up at him innocently, and so on. Everything that happened last night replayed in front of his eyes like a kaleidoscope. At this moment, he actually longed to see that woman again, even though he knew that she was sleeping in the next room.

"Snapped!"

After slapping himself in the face and rubbing his aching lower body, An Rushong reminded himself that he must cheer up and not indulge in women: It is okay to like beautiful women, but beautiful women should be one's prey, and one should not become the prey of beautiful women.

The former is called enjoyment, and the latter is called stupidity.

After spending a few minutes to prepare himself mentally, An Rushong went to the bathroom in the guest room to take a morning shower. When he walked out of the bedroom, wiping his wet hair, the living room was still quiet and the two women had not gotten up yet.

Putting the towel around his neck, An Rushong went to the kitchen, found a piece of meat from the refrigerator, took out a bag of noodles and a few eggs, and quickly made a pot of shredded pork noodles.

When the aroma of shredded pork noodles filled the kitchen, there was movement in the living room. A moment later, Sun Manzhu poked her head in from the kitchen door. Her hair was fluffy and she had a smile on her lightly made-up face. She waved at An Rusong and said, "Good morning, Brother Rusong. Did you sleep well last night?"

How can you not sleep well after sleeping with your stepmother?
An Rusong grumbled in his heart, but answered irrelevantly: "Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

"What are you cooking? It smells so good?" Sun Manzhu did not leave. Instead, she walked in from outside the door, came to An Rushong and looked into the pot.

Early in the morning, the woman was dressed very casually, wearing a red, yellow and blue striped camisole on her upper body and a pair of Bohemian-style linen shorts on her lower body. When she came close to him, An Rusong could smell a faint body fragrance, and when he turned his eyes slightly, he could see the mountains and rivers, colorful and beautiful, in the loose collar of the woman's camisole.

This woman is ripe and no longer guarded against me. I can pick her anytime I want.

An Rusong thought so, but said calmly: "Shredded pork noodles, I wonder if it tastes good."

Sun Manzhu obviously noticed his prying eyes, and her fair cheeks flushed. However, she pretended to know nothing and asked calmly, "What do you need me to do?"

"You don't have to do anything," the little woman's pretentious behavior could not escape An Rushong's eyes, so he behaved more and more presumptuously.

After responding casually, he stretched out his right hand to hold Sun Manzhu's slender waist, and at the same time, his fingers slid down, using his fingertips to push open the waist of her shorts, and continued to explore further down.

Sun Manzhu was startled by him and instinctively hooked her hands behind her back to hold his hands through her shorts. At the same time, she looked over at An Rushong's face with a panicked look.

An Rushong did not retreat, but just looked at her with a smile on his face.

After just two or three breaths, Sun Manzhu retreated. She bit her lip, and the strength holding down An Rusong's hand loosened. At the same time, her breathing seemed to become heavy.

However, facing her retreat, An Rushong did not choose to continue attacking. On the one hand, what he needed was not to start a love story with this girl, but to tame her into his appendage, a portable pendant. Therefore, everything he did to this girl had to be as unexpected as possible so that she would not be able to understand his likes and dislikes.

On the other hand, well, he's not Superman, and after last night's madness, he doesn't have the energy to deal with another woman for the time being.

"Go and prepare the bowls, we'll be eating soon," An Rushong decisively pulled his hand back as Sun Manzhu's eyes gradually became dazed, and instead patted her butt twice and said.

Just at this moment, rustling footsteps were heard in the restaurant outside. Turning around, I saw Li Caicao, who was wearing light pink pajamas, getting up.

This woman was tormented by An Rushong for more than two hours last night, but at this moment, her face not only did not look haggard, but instead looked even more radiant. Her milky white face seemed to be emitting a pearl-like luster.

Hearing the noise in the restaurant, Sun Manzhu hurriedly stepped back from An Rushong. She straightened her suspenders as if to cover up her mistake and pulled up her shorts that were torn askew. Then she walked out of the kitchen with her head down and prepared the dishes as An Rushong instructed.

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