Ji En walked over and pulled Ji Aier into his arms, greedily inhaling her fragrance.
"I can't breathe!" Ji Aier struggled. She didn't know when Ji En had started to either hug and hold her or engage in physical intimacy with her so often. She could hardly stand it anymore. He didn't even consider that there was a certain gap in their weight and height, right?
"This way, you won't run away again," Ji En blurted out.
"Do you want to murder me?" Ji Aier looked up and asked.
"I have that urge," Ji En actually showed a rare smile.
"Then I won't let you off even if I become a ghost!"
"I'd be happy about that,"
"You're a pervert!"
"Call me whatever you want,"
Ji Aier could only roll her eyes because she had met the number one rascal in the world. He really shouldn't have such a gentle name as Ji En. He should change his name to Jumbo or something like the Great Rascal.
"Hurry up and eat, or it'll get too cold," Ji Aier pushed Ji En and said.
Ji En let go of her and walked to the sofa. The lunch box today was different. It was in a very cute cartoon shape. Did she think he was a child? Using such a childish lunch box.
He opened the lid of the lunch box, took out the dishes, soup, and rice, and found that they were all the dishes that Ji Aier used to cook for him before he went abroad.
Ji Aier watched Ji En eat the lunch like a big boy. She couldn't help but smile softly.
Ji En looked up at Ji Aier. Ji Aier immediately put away her smile, turned her head to look elsewhere, and tried her best to act as if nothing had happened.
"Come here," Ji En said to Ji Aier.
"I'm already full," Ji Aier said quickly because she didn't want Ji En to give her all the leftovers again.
"Come here. I'm not asking you to eat. Why are you so scared? Or did you put poison in it?" Ji En glanced at the food and said.
"Yes! I put arsenic in it," Ji Aier couldn't help but laugh and say.
"Really? Do you want to murder your husband?" Ji En said as he scooped up a bite and put it in his mouth. It turned out that the food with arsenic was so delicious. Then he wouldn't have lived in vain!
"What?" She didn't understand what he meant. What was the connection between arsenic and her husband?
"You put arsenic in my food. What else is it if not murdering your husband?" Ji En said matter-of-factly.
"You're not my husband," Ji Aier pouted and muttered softly.
"What did you say?" Ji En stood up, even stepped over the tea table, grabbed Ji Aier, and then stared into Ji Aier's eyes and said.
"Nothing," Ji Aier said quickly. He couldn't be so sensitive that he could hear her, right? Her voice was so low that she could barely hear it herself.
"You want a legal relationship? That's simple. It's just a formality," After saying that, Ji En went to his desk, directly dialed a phone number, "Lawyer Hu, this is Ji En. Please come over and help me with the marriage registration procedures. My fiancée and I are waiting for you in the office."
Ji Aier stared at Ji En with wide eyes as he hung up the phone, a sly smile on his face.
"You're not kidding, are you?"