Chapter 119: Chapter 116: You’re a Woman—You’re Asking Me About This? (2)
"..." Jin Jumo was stunned, the corner of her mouth curled as she turned her face to the side.
Rong Mochen looked at the curl of Jin Jumo’s mouth, the expression on his face was unclear whether he was laughing or crying, it could barely be described as being caught between laughter and tears. He raised an eyebrow, "I want some soup."
Jin Jumo turned her head to look at him.
Rong Mochen also stared at her, his gaze clearly implying he wanted her to serve him soup.
Jin Jumo twitched the corner of her mouth, smiled, took the clean small bowl next to him to serve him soup, and placed it next to his hand once done, "Is there anything else Mr. Rong needs from a pregnant woman like me? Feel free to ask, don’t be shy."
"..." Rong Mochen watched Jin Jumo’s petty, calculating little look, his dark eyes flashed softness as he pursed his lips and drank a few sips of the soup.
Picking up the napkin to elegantly wipe the corner of his mouth, Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo, "So urgent just now, what were you rushing off to do?"
Jin Jumo was taken aback.
Rong Mochen quietly stared at her.
Jin Jumo inhaled, smiling, "I wasn’t planning on doing anything."
"Really?" Rong Mochen stared at her with a smile that wasn’t a smile.
Jin Jumo felt a tingling on her scalp under his gaze, thinking this man is too scary. She indeed was eager to call Jian Liangtong, who was far away accompanying Huo Shaojun on a promotional tour, to tell her the good news about expecting twins.
"Are you coming back tomorrow?"
Jin Jumo leaned against the balcony railing, talking to Jian Liangtong.
"Yeah, tomorrow morning’s flight. You must miss me, right?" Jian Liangtong’s voice was hoarse, as if she had just woken up not long ago, her tone lazy.
"No time to miss you," Jin Jumo said, curling her lips.
"Humph, originally wanted to give you a surprise when I came back tomorrow, but since you’re too busy to miss me, I’ll have to reconsider whether to give you this surprise." Jian Liangtong huffed proudly.
"Who else would you give it to if not me? Besides, I already know you’ll give me a surprise, so how’s it a surprise?" Jin Jumo said with a smile.
"...Right," Jian Liangtong paused, saying with frustration.
Jin Jumo arched her eyebrows and smiled, "But I have a surprise for you too."
"Hmph. You already told me it’s a surprise, I’m prepared for it; how’s it still a surprise?" Jian Liangtong tossed Jin Jumo’s words back at her.
"You’ll definitely be surprised!" Jin Jumo said confidently.
"What is it?" Jian Liangtong, indeed stirred by Jin Jumo’s mysterious air, asked eagerly.
"You’ll find out when you return tomorrow," Jin Jumo said and then hung up the call.
Thinking about Jian Liangtong being curious over there, Jin Jumo couldn’t stop laughing.
"So happy?" A deep male voice suddenly sounded from behind, startling Jin Jumo, making her shoulder jolt severely. She turned to look.
Rong Mochen must have just finished bathing, still lingering with moisture, his dark eyes appearing sharper and brighter under his wet short hair.
Jin Jumo took a couple of breaths, giving a smile that wasn’t a smile, "When did Mr. Rong come in?"
"Been here for a while," Rong Mochen approached her, the faint scent of his bath mixed with his clear masculine aura filled the space.
Jin Jumo’s face flushed inexplicably, her back pressed tightly against the railing, her Taohua eyes blinking, "Mr. Rong, why didn’t you make a sound when you came in?"
"Why should I make a sound?" Rong Mochen moved closer to Jin Jumo, his broad chest surrounding her as his hands naturally fell on her waist, his dark eyes intensely fixed on her.
Jin Jumo was stunned, forced a laugh, "No reason, just quite scary, haha."
Rong Mochen bent down, his thin lips hovering at Jin Jumo’s butterfly-thin cheek, breathing warmly, "Am I scary?"
"No no, Mr. Rong isn’t scary, it’s just me who’s timid, women you know, timid, haha... Um, Mr. Rong, I should go shower now." Feeling his lips getting closer, Jin Jumo hurriedly said.
Rong Mochen stared at her panicked eyes, his thin lips curling into a slight smile, ultimately not giving her a hard time, backing away slightly.
Jin Jumo instinctively dashed into the bedroom, grabbing her pajamas and heading straight into the bathroom.
Rong Mochen watched Jin Jumo’s hurried avoidance, his dark eyes slightly narrowed.
Jin Jumo came out after showering and was surprised to see Rong Mochen sitting with his legs bent on the bed, "Mr. Rong, why are you..." still here!
She had purposely dawdled in the shower for an hour, thinking he should have left by now, but not only had he not left, he’d settled in on the bed!
Rong Mochen raised his eyes to look at Jin Jumo, "I remember you didn’t take this long to shower before."
"..." Jin Jumo paused, her pale cheeks slightly flushed.
Previously, it was because stretching her neck there would be painful whether sooner or later, couldn’t be avoided, she might as well endure it quickly for a timely outcome...
Now it’s slower, just wanting to avoid him!
"It’s late, let’s sleep."
Rong Mochen withdrew his gaze, speaking flatly.
"Mm." Jin Jumo was delighted, eagerly nodding, her eyes fixed straight at Rong Mochen.
He mentioned bedtime, implying he might leave soon!
However, Rong Mochen didn’t leave. Instead, he calmly lifted the down duvet and lay down, his black eyes coldly staring at Jin Jumo, who was standing in place in shock. "Not going to sleep?"
Jin Jumo was going crazy inside but smiled on the surface, cautiously asking, "Mr. Rong is sleeping here?"
"If I don’t sleep here, where else would I sleep?" Rong Mochen lightly retorted.
Jin Jumo was stumped. She recalled what he had said before, that apart from her, no one else stayed at the villa overnight, so the guest rooms were empty and unprepared.
This was the master bedroom, and he was the owner of the villa, so if he didn’t sleep in the master bedroom, where else would he sleep?
"It’s not like we haven’t shared this bed before. What are you fussing about?" Rong Mochen mocked coldly.
Jin Jumo looked at Rong Mochen’s sarcastic face and immediately remembered when he called her "pretentious" before. She pursed her lips, decided to let it go, and walked towards the bed with an air of indifference.
Rong Mochen watched as she lifted the duvet and lay down on the other side. The bed was large, and she intentionally slept far away, her slender figure taking up little space, making it seem as if no one was there.
A wide galaxy separated the two of them.
Rong Mochen tightened his lips but said nothing, raised his hand to turn off the bedside lamp, and closed his eyes.
Jin Jumo was a bit afraid of the cold, lying on her side. She couldn’t bear it after a while and curled her legs slightly.
After lying silently for more than ten minutes, a faint voice pierced the silence, "Mr. Rong."
Rong Mochen’s black eyelashes fluttered gently as he slowly opened his eyes.
The sound of tossing and turning quietly broke out on the other side of the bed. Rong Mochen turned his head to look at the dim end of the bed.
Jin Jumo only revealed two shining eyes in a room of darkness. The curtains were tightly drawn without a gap, so at this moment, nothing could be seen. It was truly pitch black.
"Mr. Rong, are you asleep?" Jin Jumo whispered, sounding probing and slightly trembling, as if cold.
Rong Mochen turned his head, his black eyes staring at the pitch-black ceiling.
"Mr. Rong, Mr. Rong..." Her soft and trembling voice came closer.
Rong Mochen’s mouth twitched slightly as he slowly closed his eyes.
A soft touch pressed against his arm, quickly retreating, then his arms were gently shaken by an icy little hand, "Mr. Rong, Mr. Rong, wake up, Mr. Rong, wake up..."
Rong Mochen showed no response.
Jin Jumo shivered until her body was numb, yet couldn’t bear to release her hand from his warm arm. After hesitating for a while, Jin Jumo finally went all in, leaning against him, pitifully curling up by his side, pressing her cold hands unceremoniously against his firm waist.
After contemplating for a while, she finally pressed her forehead against his arm tightly.
Gradually, continuous warmth enveloped her, and Jin Jumo’s body finally warmed up. She exhaled a long sigh of relief in her heart and comfortably closed her eyes.
Soon after, a gentle and steady breathing sound filled the room.
Rong Mochen opened his black eyes, his breathing becoming somewhat heavy, as he glanced down at the position of his arm.
By the time Jin Jumo woke up the next day, Rong Mochen had already left Jinming Port City for the Rong Family.
The first thing Jin Jumo did upon waking was to ask Yu Huihua to add another duvet to the master bedroom.
"Add a duvet?" Yu Huihua reacted with some surprise upon hearing.
Jin Jumo nodded, "I used to cover myself with three blankets and a hot water bottle in school to warm the bed. The master bedroom only has one down duvet; I felt cold sleeping here. Well, Mr. Rong has a good physique; he managed to sleep through it."
"Is the air conditioning broken in the master bedroom?" Yu Huihua wondered.
Air conditioning?
Jin Jumo froze for quite a while, then suddenly raised her hand to cover half her face, "I thought I was still in the dormitory, completely forgetting I could turn on the air conditioning!"
The dormitories didn’t have air conditioning, so she shivered all night without even thinking about turning on the air conditioning.
She hadn’t considered turning it on. What about Rong Mochen? Did he really not feel cold?
In the afternoon, Jin Jumo arranged to meet Jian Liangtong at Cherish.
It’s been a long time since she went to Cherish, and upon seeing Jin Jumo and Jian Liangtong, the owner appeared especially enthusiastic, even offering complimentary drinks.
"Following Huo the superstar everywhere, are you managing all right?" Jin Jumo asked Jian Liangtong with concern, noticing her somewhat tired face.
Jian Liangtong seemed to seriously ponder before saying, "If his temper were a bit better, I think it’s actually quite interesting because it’s fulfilling."
Jin Jumo laughed, seeing her speaking so earnestly, "Huo the superstar is known in the industry for his dedication and seriousness, hardly any rumors about him having a bad temper. Mr. Rong also mentioned that he has a decent temper. Why does it ignite like a fire with you?"
"He’s getting spoiled!" Jian Liangtong fumed, "It’s because I usually indulge him too much, he thinks I’m a pushover, easy to bully! From today, I won’t indulge him anymore!"
Jin Jumo smirked, "Come on, you always talk tough and carefree in front of me, but when you face him, you chicken out!"
"...Hey, do I chicken out? I just choose not to bicker with him, I’m generous!" Jian Liangtong blushed, huffing.
"Life is tough enough!" Jin Jumo said with a cheeky smile.
Jian Liangtong’s face turned scarlet, she bit her straw and glared at Jin Jumo, "Didn’t you say you have a surprise for me? What is it?"
Jin Jumo raised an eyebrow, "Didn’t you also say you have a surprise for me?"
"You tell me your surprise first." Jian Liangtong urged impatiently.