After a flash marriage, she was spoiled by the richest husband in the world

Chapter 107 Random Touching

Su Wanyi held the prepared snail noodles and sat cross-legged on the sofa. She slurped the noodles while looking at the manuscript, thinking about how to revise it.

The editor marked each modified point one by one, and made modifications by typing on the keyboard from time to time while eating a mouthful of noodles.

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He raised his head to glance at the door that suddenly opened, wondering why Xie Jingxing came out since he wasn't sleeping.

Xie Jingxing pinched his nose and sniffed around: "What's that smell? It's so stinky?" He looked at Su Wanyi in confusion, his eyes falling on the bowl she was eating.

The smell seemed to be coming from there, and he looked shocked: "Are you eating shit?"

Su Wanyi couldn't swallow the powder in her mouth, nor could she spit it out. In the end, she managed to swallow it.

"Mr. Xie, didn't you want to go to bed? Why did you come out?"

"What did you eat?" Xie Jingxing pinched his nose and took a big step back.

He smelled a very strong and stinky odor in the room, and when he opened the door the smell became even stronger.

Su Wanyi looked at the noodles in the bowl and said, "Are you talking about snail noodles?" She picked up the noodles in her hand and took a step towards the man.

Xie Jingxing was so scared that he stepped back: "Don't come over here, put down what you have in your hand." How could this woman eat this stinky thing with such relish?

Seeing Xie Jingxing's resistance, Su Wanyi put down the powder with some disappointment.

She slurped the noodles and said, "It just smells a little bit stinky, it's delicious." Afraid that the man would not believe her, Su Wanyi took another big bite.

Xie Jingxing's frown could kill a fly, and he began to wonder if she had any special hobbies.

How could something so smelly be delicious: "Hurry up and finish eating and wash the dishes, the smell is too strong." He couldn't sleep because of the odor.

“Okay.” He quickly finished the noodles in a few bites and put the bowl into the dishwasher.

When I turned around, I saw Xie Jingxing actually turned on the air purifier and sprayed air freshener everywhere.

Is that so? Does this man have some kind of mysophobia?

Xie Jingxing had been busy for a long time, and the smell in the air faded a lot. He felt that his breathing became much smoother.

Sitting opposite Su Wanyi again: "Don't eat such strong-smelling food at home in the future."

"Why?" Su Wanyi sat cross-legged on the sofa with a laptop on her legs.

"I don't like the strong smell in the house." Xie Jingxing looked at the time. It was already early in the morning, but she was still not asleep.

Su Wanyi murmured in her heart, but still nodded.

Not allowing her to eat snail noodles is depriving her of a lot of fun. He is indeed an old man who doesn't understand romance.

"It's getting late, shouldn't you go to bed?" Xie Jingxing glanced at Su Wanyi who was still revising her manuscript, and saw that she was eating some fruit in her hand.

I kind of wonder if there's a hole in her stomach because she can never be full no matter how much she eats.

Su Wanyi looked at the time. It was just past twelve o'clock, and now was the time when young people began their nightlife.

"Now is the perfect time. I'm not sleepy." She looked up and saw the man sitting next to her again: "Mr. Xie, what's the matter?"

Xie Jingxing stretched out his long arm and took her laptop and closed it.

"sleep."

"You go to sleep. I'm not sleepy now." Su Wanyi reached out to take the computer from his hand. "I still have a manuscript to revise. You can just go to sleep. Why do you care whether I sleep or not?"

"I'm going to eat the breakfast you make tomorrow, so you have to go to bed early." The man raised his arms.

Su Wanyi wasn't paying attention and fell into the man's arms.

By the time she realized it, she was already curled up on the man. She got up in a panic, and the more she panicked, the more she touched the wrong places.

The man's eyes followed her random touching hands, and he became more and more irritated.

Finally, he reached out, grabbed Su Wanyi by the back of her neck, and placed her on the sofa beside him.

Su Wanyi held the laptop in her hand and licked her cracked lips.

I didn’t know what to say to ease the embarrassment: “Well, I’m sleepy. I’m going to bed.” After saying that, I quickly stood up and prepared to leave.

After walking a few steps, she couldn't walk anymore and turned around to find that the man was pulling her by the back of her neck: "Mr. Xie, why are you pulling my clothes?"

"I'm hungry, make me a midnight snack." Xie Jingxing stood there, holding her clothes by the back of her neck with one hand.

Su Wanyi complained in her heart: "It's so late, and the midnight snack is not digestible. Aren't you sleepy and want to sleep?"

"I'm hungry and can't sleep." Xie Jingxing said.

Su Wanyi helplessly put down her notebook on the sofa and went to the kitchen to make him a midnight snack.

Xie Jingxing took the laptop and sat on the sofa, opening the notebook and looking at the part she wanted to modify.

Heimu read ten lines at a glance on the draft manuscript, making revisions on the keyboard at hand.

"Mr. Xie, your stomach is not in good condition. Let me make some porridge for you." Su Wanyi's voice came from the kitchen.

The man looked up and said, "Okay."

He looked down at the draft again and made some revisions.

The more he revised, the more his brows furrowed. Didn't he tell his subordinates not to be too strict with the manuscript?

Wouldn't it be better to find someone who specializes in revising manuscripts? Why bother her to revise the manuscript herself?

How long will it take her to revise millions of words? It seems that she will have to give instructions to her subordinates again tomorrow.

Half an hour later, Su Wanyi came over with porridge in her hand: "Mr. Xie, your porridge is ready."