Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian

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Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Chapter 329 — Who Scratched Mr. Nian’s Chest?

Nian Junting’s eyes glowed, and his heart was warmed.

His Luo was so nice. She took care of the lower part of his body at night, and in the morning, she was busy taking care of his stomach.

His mother would only do skincare and makeup in the morning, and his sister had never done any housework.

Nian Junting believed that his mother and sister weren’t as good as even a finger of his woman.

“Luo, I want some porridge, and a sandwich with butter and honey, and a medium boiled egg with a slice of ham. Also, get me some sweetcorn. I like sweetcorn, he said hurriedly.

Luosang was speechless. Where could she find so many foods? Besides, she wasn’t his cook.

She believed that she was already nice enough, as she was willing to make him breakfast. However, he actually tried to order food.

She didn’t want to talk to him, and instead turned and left the bedroom.

Forty minutes later, Nian Junting gazed at a bowl of dry noodles, said, “This is the worst and simplest breakfast I’ve ever had.

“Didn’t you say that any food I make is delicious? asked Luosang while eating the noodles.

“You should at least add an egg for me, and spring onion. There isn’t even any soup. It’s dressed with mere dark soy sauce, Nian Junting complained.

“I don’t have time. I need to go to class, and I have to get dressed and put on my makeup. Luosang sped up eating.

Nian Junting didn’t know what to say. It turned out that Luosang was just the same as his mother. The only difference was that Luosang would make him noodles with soy sauce, while his mother wouldn’t.

At that moment, the door opened. Yan Su walked in in a hurry andsaid to Luosang while changing shoes, “Luo, you’re still here. Wait for me. I’ll take a shower, then go to school together with you.

After she finished talking, she raised her head to find Nian Junting sitting in the living room, wearing only a pair of trousers. She paused for a short while, then stuttered, “Mr…Mr. Nian, you… slept here last night?

While speaking, she glanced at Luosang.

Luosang blushed. After all, it was the first time she let her boyfriend stay overnight. “It was too late when we came back last night, and you said that you wouldn’t come back. He worried about me, so he stayed, explained Luosang.

“I get it, I get it. Go on. Yan Su quickly went back to her room.

Nian Junting blinked, then calmly picked up his chopsticks and continued eating.

“There’s another girl at home, so you should put on your shirt first. Luosang pushed him and said, “Besides, aren’t you cold?

“Staying with you, I constantly feel on fire, Nian Junting shrugged and said, “And, Lu Kang hasn’t delivered my shirt yet.

Luosang didn’t want to continue this conversation, so she picked up the shirt he wore yesterday and threw it on him.

Twenty-past eight, Lu Kang still hadn’t arrived, so Luosang and Yan Su left first.

“Don’t forget to close the door when you leave. After reminding Nian Junting, Luosang left.

Leaving the apartment, Yan Su gave Luosang a meaningful smile. “You said that you’re not living together with him, and that you wouldn’t use Okamoto, but he’s already staying overnight. Yan Su clicked her tongue.

Luosang blushed and explained, “I didn’t use Okamoto. He stayed overnight, but that doesn’t mean that we had sex.

Yan Su chuckled and said, “If you didn’t use Okamoto, who scratched Mr. Nian’s chest then? I have great eyesight, so I saw those scratches once I was home.

“We didn’t make it to the last step anyway, Luosang clenched her teeth and said with determination.

“Alright. Judging by Mr. Nian’s efficiency, you won’t be sharing a flat with me for long. Yan Su rubbed her red eyes and said, “It’s alright if you want to bring him to our flat. I’ve been busy recently. The company will release an album for me next year in March. Have you heard that Ye Chuen is going to sign a contract with Fengxing? I heard that Nian Junting’s grandma has talked to Feng Xing’s owner about it herself.