Shen Ning throws the towel angrily on the ground and continues to eat.

"Take a sip of soup and don't choke." The man handed her another bowl of soup.

Her first reaction was to take the bowl and put the whole bowl of soup on his head.

But the idea flashed by, she knew that she could not get it, and that if she could not get the soup, he would pour it on herself.

So her fingers moved slightly, and she picked up the bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

"Good girl." The man stroked her hair approvingly as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Get your hands off me." She turned her head and dodged.

The man took back his hand as he said, but he was still staring at her.

She continued to eat and drink until she couldn't eat any more, then she put down her chopsticks.

He took a silk handkerchief to wipe her mouth. She grabbed it, wiped it on her lips and left it behind.

"Now you can go away." She looked at him coldly.

The man slowly shook his head: "you are full, it's my turn to eat."

She picked up a piece of meat in her mouth and chewed a piece of meat in her mouth.

"It's delicious. You like it, and I like it too." He said slowly.

She tried to control her anger and said in a cold voice, "can you go out to eat?"

"No

The man shook his head and continued to eat.

He ate much more than her, every move seemed to have been well-educated, every mouthful was chewed carefully before swallowing. His fingers holding chopsticks were very slender and beautiful, and she couldn't help looking at it.

Then a sense of anger and shame enveloped her.

It was these hands that caressed her again and again yesterday night. His fingertips had a thin cocoon, which touched her skin and gave her a strange shiver.

She was disgusted, humiliated and humiliated when she recalled it!

But she thinks his fingers look good? Pooh!

She turned hard, never looking at him again.

When the man was full, he put down his chopsticks, took the silk handkerchief, wiped the corners of his mouth, put on his mask again, and looked up at her.

She lay face in, and though she did not look back, she could still see that she was not asleep.

The man slapped his palm, and the door was pushed open quietly. Someone came in with light feet and carried out all the used dishes, chopsticks and food boxes, and then brought a basin of hot water.

She heard it, but she didn't look back and closed her eyes.

No matter what else he wants to play, she doesn't care.

"Wipe your face." The man handed her a hot wet towel.

She didn't move.

"OK, I'll do it for you." The man approached her.

She couldn't bear to turn up, grabbed the towel, wiped her face two times, and then threw the towel on him.

"Yes, it's ok? Can you go out? "

The man is not angry, the towel is put in the basin after being soaked and wrung dry. After pulling her hand, she wiped it carefully.

After wiping one hand, I changed the other.

She didn't move, just looked at him coldly.

"What else do you want to do?"

The man didn't answer. He threw the towel back into the basin and clapped his hands.

The door pushed open, the bartender came in and carried the basin down and carefully took the door.

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