Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Chapter 183 He Doesn’t Need Her to Be Responsible

Fu's house, around nine o'clock in the evening.

Wen Lan came to the kitchen to look for something, but saw the light was on.

When she got closer, she saw that it was Xiao Jingting.

"Jingting? Why are you here so late?"

Xiao Jingting said calmly, "I'm passing by and want to bring Ning Ning some food."

As he spoke, his eyes returned to the fire on the gas stove.

The tall and handsome man stood in the kitchen, his rolled-up sleeves forming a sharp contrast with his overall cold and noble demeanor.

For a moment, Wen Lan thought he saw the former Fu Zheng.

"Ningning really doesn't have a good appetite today. Didn't she go with you to meet her future aunt? Why did she come back early? Is she difficult to get along with?"

Xiao Jingting shook his head slightly, "Mrs. Yu is fine. I don't seem difficult to get along with. She might be feeling unwell."

"That's good. Then go find Ning Ning. Second Aunt won't disturb you."

After Wen Lan finished speaking, he immediately left the kitchen.

Don’t ask too much about young people’s affairs.

……

Fu Runing had already finished taking a shower and was staying in her room. When she heard the knock on the door, she wondered who it was.

Then Xiao Jingting pushed the door open and put a bowl of red bean soup on her table.

Fu Runing was stunned.

She just said it casually on the phone...

Fu Runing pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the bowl of steaming red bean soup. She couldn't help but ask, "This takes a long time to cook. You must have bought it, right?"

Although Fu Runing couldn't cook, she knew that her second aunt usually soaked the red beans two or three hours in advance.

Xiao Jingting rarely explained to her: "There are some frozen red beans in the refrigerator. It will take much less time to cook them."

Hearing this, Fu Runing nodded. Although she didn't understand the principle, she still pretended to understand.

Half of the red beans were beaten into fine sand, while the other half were still soft, sweet and sticky. There was also a piece of baked rice cake in the bowl that was crispy on the outside and sticky on the inside.

Fu Runing took a bite and found it was the taste she liked.

Xiao Jingting took out another box of painkillers and gave it to her, "If the pain is severe, take one."

Hearing this, Fu Runing looked embarrassed. She had just made up those lies.

But hearing Xiao Jingting's serious tone, she reached out and took the box of painkillers.

"Thank you."

Xiao Jingting stood leaning against her bedside table and said nothing.

The room was quiet, with only the soft sound of her spoon hitting the bowl.

Fu Runing recalled something from the past.

In fact, her dysmenorrhea was not serious before. She would only feel pain when she ate too much cold ice in the summer. As long as she controlled her diet, she would be fine.

But after she married Xiao Jingting, she miscarried her first child. It was not known whether it was due to physical or psychological reasons, but she suffered severe pain every time she had her period for the next six months.

Xiao Jingting once found that she was curled up in pain while sleeping at night, and her whole body was sweating.

At that time, they still slept in separate rooms, and their relationship was not very close when they first got married.

She also didn't understand why Xiao Jingting came into the room to see her that night.

Seeing that she was in great pain, Xiao Jingting directly gave her some painkillers, fed her water, fed her medicine, and even hugged her stiffly and asked her what she wanted to eat.

In Fu Runing's impression, that seemed to be the first time Xiao Jingting hugged her.

Maybe it was because she lived in Xiyuan at that time and she really had no one to rely on, and being held in his arms seemed to be the only warmth she could get.

At that time, she also cried and said that she wanted to eat red bean soup with a piece of rice cake in it.

She just said it casually, but she really ate it that night.

So Fu Runing ate and cried at the same time, and even she found it baffling. She had never found herself so sentimental before. She thought it was a hormone problem after a miscarriage.

But now she also wanted to cry, and she didn't know why.

And she felt that the red bean paste was not sweet.

"You didn't put sugar in it, did you?" Fu Runing suddenly asked.

Xiao Jingting replied calmly: "Let it go."

Fu Runing pursed her lips and said, "Then why does it taste bland to me?"

Xiao Jingting lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl beside her.

"impossible."

He clearly remembered adding sugar.

Perhaps expressing his doubts about her question, Xiao Jingting subconsciously picked up the bowl and tasted the soup along the edge of the bowl.

This sweetness is already very sweet to him.

Fu Runing watched his movements, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Xiao Jingting realized his action and his hand holding the bowl paused slightly, but his face remained expressionless and he showed no extra expression.

He put the bowl down calmly.

The sudden silence brought a little awkwardness.

After a moment, Xiao Jingting stared at her face: "Do you have a cold? Is that why your sense of taste is bad?"

As he said this, he was about to reach out to touch her forehead.

Fu Runing slapped his hand away and said in a hard tone, "No."

"You are the one who is possessed..."

She grumbled softly while chewing the rice cake in her mouth.

Fu Runing finished the bowl of red bean soup, wiped her mouth contentedly, and prepared to take the bowl downstairs.

But when she thought of Xiao Jingting being here, she sat down again.

She folded her hands neatly on her legs and said to Xiao Jingting with a smile, "Can you help me take it off when you leave?"

"Ah."

Xiao Jingting lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her moist and soft lips. His eyes dimmed slightly and he turned away.

Fu Runing seemed unaware of his gaze and stood up from her chair.

She walked to the door, opened it, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you for the red bean soup. I can only walk you a little further. If you don't know the way, I can also walk you downstairs."

Fu Runing is like this when she is in a good mood. She speaks in a pretentious tone, with her eyebrows curved in a mischievous look.

Xiao Jingting picked up the bowl and said lightly, "Okay, take me downstairs."

Fu Runing raised an eyebrow, "Okay."

The two walked out of the room one after the other.

Xiao Jingting had walked this route countless times, from the room to the stairwell and then downstairs.

His not knowing the way is always fake.

Last time he said he had forgotten how to go out from the back door and through the path to the front yard, and insisted that Fu Runing take him there.

This time, he took the initiative to accept her joke.

A drizzle fell on the early summer night, and the air was slightly damp.

Xiao Jingting took the bowl into the kitchen, washed it clean, and turned it upside down to dry.

Fu Runing folded her arms and looked at him outside the kitchen, her eyes full of complexity.

It is said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, but Xiao Jingting has never been shy about doing these things. He is still familiar with everything in this family.

It seemed like he was still the same Fu Zheng from their family.

Xiao Jingting walked out of the kitchen and Fu Runing handed him a tissue to wipe his hands.

She seemed to have thought of something, and quickly ran to the living room, found the car keys, and handed them to him.

"I drove your car back today and now I'm returning the car keys to you."

Xiao Jingting looked at the hand stretched out in front of him, but did not take it immediately.

After a while, he slowly reached out and held the fair hand.

Fu Runing looked at him in confusion. Besides surprise, there was also a subtle panic in her eyes, but no displeasure.

She felt a little dry in her throat, and stared into the man's eyes without blinking, looking into his deep eyes.

"Xiaoting?" she asked tentatively.

Xiao Jingting's eyes were dark, and his tall figure moved closer to her, closing the distance between them.

"I'm not."

The man's light voice spread in her ears.

Fu Runing looked at him in a daze.

He could have pretended to admit it.

But he didn't.

Fu Runing moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but the next moment, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips unexpectedly.

The man's handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and Fu Runing felt her heart beat faster.

He is not as unruly as Xiaoting, but rather restrained and well-behaved.

In an instant, the two of them began to breathe irregularly.

The body has memory, and no one resists the other.

With her breath in a trance, Fu Runing pushed him away.

She gave him a step and asked, "Xiao Jingting, have you been drinking?"

He just needs to go along with it.

Just say sorry and he can go away.

But Xiao Jingting still stared at her face, his eyes clear but cold and dark.

"No."

Fu Runing frowned. She probably didn't expect this kind of development and didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.

Xiao Jingting lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "You didn't reject him, why can't you accept me?"

He also doesn't have to take responsibility for her.