Chapter 38 I like you
what are you?
Su Ti didn't say it for a long time.

She just looked at the calm and composed man with her pair of wet and innocent eyes.

The hot hand was still pressed under his palm.

The endless heat gathered in the palms of my hands, making them sweat.

After a long while, Su Ti shook her wrist and murmured, "It's hot."

His palms were so warm that they made her sweat.

The man had a faint smile in his eyes and whispered two words, "Silly girl."

Then, he took out a tissue, turned over Su Ti's soft little hand, and pressed the tissue in her hand.

This scene caused a huge wave of shock in the eyes of the driver in the front row.

As a driver trained by the Rong family, I have followed Mr. Rong for many years, but I have never seen him so approachable.

Even in front of the elders of the Rong family, Mr. Rong never lowered himself.

Tonight, for a girl, he not only gave up his exclusive seat, but also condescended to wipe her hands.

The driver was so shocked that he could hardly calm down.

Here, the blush on Suti's ears spread uncontrollably to her cheeks.

He grabbed the tissue, retracted his hand, and muttered, "I can do it myself."

Rong Shaoting lightly pressed his fingertips, closed his eyes and rested, with a slight curve at the corners of his lips.

About half an hour.

The car stopped at a club in Central.

The driver opened the door on Rong Shaoting's side first.

The man who was resting with his eyes closed opened his eyes.

Seeing that Suti's eyes were empty, it was obvious that her mind was wandering.

He put two fingers together and touched her cheek lightly, "Are you sleepy?"

Su Ti focused her eyes, came back to her senses and shook her head, "No, this is..."

Rong Shaoting gave the driver a look.

When the other party walked around to Suti's door, he opened his mouth in a mellow voice, "After watching the whole evening shoot, aren't you hungry?"

Su Ti's mouth was more honest than her brain. "I'm not hungry."

She and Jiang Chen had filled their stomachs before going out, so they really didn't feel hungry at the moment.

The man looked at her deeply, stepped out of the car with his long legs, and said, "Then it's your turn to have a midnight snack with me."

Would you like to accompany me instead?

Su Ti recited these words silently, and vaguely tasted a different flavor.

At this time, the driver opened the car door for her in time.

Su Ti didn't hesitate and hurried out.

Under the neon lights on the roadside, Rong Shaoting put one hand into his pocket and stood quietly waiting for her.

The silhouette filled with darkness is elegant, indifferent, gentle and charming.

Su Ti suppressed the heat on her face, walked forward, looked up at him, and asked, "Mr. Rong, didn't you have dinner tonight?"

Didn't he say that he had a business dinner in the evening?

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, as if he could see through her thoughts, "If I attend the dinner, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare the time to go to the evening photo shoot."

It was an ordinary answer, but it caused endless ripples in Suti's heart.

Did he go there especially for her?

Su Ti bit her lower lip and her heart began to beat fast for a moment.

Club box.

A wooden screen separates the lounge and dining areas at either end.

The club manager said respectfully, "Mr. Rong, shall we serve the meal now?"

Rong Shaoting leaned back on the soft sofa in the rest area, pinched his brows, and lazily instructed: "Go now."

The manager stepped back and left.

At this time, Su Ti was sitting not far from the man, with at least two seats between them.

The box was unusually quiet and no one spoke at first.

until--

"Why are you sitting so far away?"

The man spoke, his tone slightly teasing.

Su Ti tucked her skirt and moved a few inches closer to him, "How about this?"

What a lovely act.

Rong Shaoting raised his lips unconsciously, took her slender arm, and gently brought her to his side.

Su Ti was caught off guard, and her whole body was pressed against the man's leg by the force.

too close.

She could feel his hard leg muscles through the fabric. Suti froze, and the man beside her was leaning back on the chair, looking at her with his eyelids lowered.

The little girl was thin-skinned and her ears began to feel hot again.

"Are you... feeling unwell?"

The man's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he glanced at her trembling and curled eyelashes, and said in a deep voice: "I have a headache."

Maybe it was to ease the sticky atmosphere.

Su Ti volunteered and pretended to stand up, "I just saw a pharmacy passing by, I..."

Before she could finish her words, the man's big hand pressed down on her shoulder.

Suti had to sit back down again.

When their eyes met.

Rong Shaoting's dark eyes seemed to suck her in, "Don't run around, stay with me for a while, I'll take you home after dinner."

Suti read his exhaustion so clearly.

My heart softened inexplicably, "How about I give you a massage?"

"No need." The man sighed and placed his palm on the back of her neck, pinching it gently and saying in a hoarse voice, "I can't bear to part with it."

With a loud bang, it seemed as if something collapsed.

The burning sensation at the back of my neck spread all the way into my internal organs.

My heart was beating faster than running 800 meters.

From the phrase 'wherever the heart goes' to the current 'reluctant to let go'.

Rong Shaoting expressed his feelings in such an obscure yet straightforward way.

A moment of peace.

The man moved his palm to the top of her head, closed his eyes, and asked with a smirk, "Do you understand?"

Su Ti understood, but couldn't believe it.

She lowered her head and rubbed her fingers, then pulled her ears and muttered vaguely, "Massage isn't tiring, so what are you reluctant to give up?"

A sigh floated in the air.

Even though I knew she might be pretending to be confused, I couldn't bear to see her having such wild thoughts.

The man lowered his long, folded legs.

Holding her head from behind, he slowly said four words in Cantonese, "I like you."

Without giving Su Ti time to react, Rong Shaoting slowly stood up, rubbed her head, and added, "Of course I can't bear to part with it."

Su Ti was stunned.

The whole person looked unrecognizable.

I like you?

I like you!

Su Ti couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth. Afraid of being seen, she covered the lower half of her face with both hands, her eyebrows curved with a smile.

The diagonal corner behind the screen.

Rong Shaoting stopped at the small bar.

Through the hollow carved patterns, her every move could be seen clearly.

As cute as a little girl who never grows up.

Soon, the club manager personally pushed the food cart over to serve the dishes.

He placed everything on the table, arranged it, and then left silently.

Su Ti adjusted her mood and didn't hear any movement from Rong Shaoting for a long time.

Looking back, I saw the man sitting on a high stool at the bar, one leg on the ground, sipping red wine.

And his deep gaze still fell on herself through the rim of the cup.

Su Ti stood up, put her hands behind her back and walked to Rong Shaoting, muttering softly: "Don't drink too much before meals."

What a familiar sentence.

The man put down his glass and pulled out her arm that was hidden behind her back, "Would you like to eat something with me, huh?"

Su Ti pouted and rolled her eyes, "How strange, I suddenly feel a little hungry."

Such an answer seemed to please Rong Shaoting.

The deep laughter coming from his chest made Suti blush.

She turned her head away, snorted slightly, and muttered something under her breath.

The more this happened, the deeper the smile in the man's eyes.

But he didn't tease her anymore. He held her slender wrist and walked towards the dining table one after another.

Later, during the meal, neither of them spoke to each other.

However, the two-way ambiguity flowing in the air is more touching than the dark night outside the window.

(End of this chapter)