Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian Chapter 479 - Looking at Him, She Felt that the Word “Childish” Was Written on His Face

Chapter 479: Looking at Him, She Felt that the Word “Childish” Was Written on His Face

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“You’ve bought four pairs of shoes for Chi Shengxu, but you never bought me a pair.” Nian Junting suddenly felt extremely upset. “Luo Sang, I won’t forgive you easily, never.”
Luo Sang was speechless. Nian Junting hadn’t even figured out what was going on yet. Now, it was her turn to be mad at him.
After he finished talking, he sat in front of her, dragged over her plate, and started eating the rice cake.
“I ordered that,” said Luo Sang.
“I know. Didn’t you hear what I just said? I won’t forgive you, so I’m gonna eat all the food you like. Don’t you like eating the most? I want you to be punished.” Nian Junting put the rice cake into his mouth while speaking. He couldn’t hit her or curse at her, and yelling at her was useless. So, he had no other choice but to punish her in this way.
Luo Sang was stunned. Looking at him, she felt that the word “childish” was written on his face. However, she did feel quite unhappy seeing him eating all the rice cakes that she liked. Then, a plate of cheese-fried rice was served, followed by fried chicken. Nian Junting ate it all and only left a vegetable salad for Luo Sang.
After finishing all the food, he wiped his mouth, glanced at her proudly, and said, “That tasted awful.”
Luo Sang honestly wanted to smack his face with a plate. She picked up her bags angrily and left the restaurant. Nian Junting quickly followed behind her. On the way, she bought a burger, and he seized it.
Luo Sang waited until he finished that burger, then bought another one. He took away the second burger and ate that, too, but then Luo Sang bought a third one. They were all over-sized burgers. At last, Nian Junting even wanted to throw up when looking at the newest burger.
“Do you want to continue? Here, I’ll just give it to you. Eat, go ahead and eat,” Luo Sang put the burger to his mouth.
Nian Junting never liked the strong smells of western food. He had already had too much at first, and after that, he had been forcing himself to eat more. Smelling the burger Luo Sang put to his mouth, he turned around, found a trash can, and began vomiting.
Looking at him, Luo Sang didn’t know what to say. As the owner of a public company, he always did childish things.
“If you don’t want me to eat, you could just take them and throw them away. Why did you eat them all by yourself?” she asked.
Nian Junting finished vomiting, wiped his mouth, and responded, “You think I haven’t thought about that? You see food as being as important as your life. If I threw it away, I was afraid that you’d fight me with your life.” His handsome face was pale.
Luo Sang opened her mouth, as she wanted to say something to disagree. However, she then thought carefully, and felt that she might have really started a physical fight with him if he had thrown all the food away. She could tolerate anything, except the waste of food. Two years ago, she was so poor that she even needed to count grains of rice for every meal. She could never let him waste food like that.
“I’m glad that you know.” She thought for a moment, took a bite of the burger, then proudly walked forward.
Nian Junting’s stomach twitched slightly, which made him want to throw up again. So, it turned out that she really would fight him over food. What kind of woman was she?
Back at the hotel, the two of them refused to talk to each other. After taking a shower, Luo Sang laid down on the edge of the bed with her back to Nian Junting. Seeing that, Nian Junting got on the bed and laid down with a frown. It was the first time they had had an argument and not slept in each other’s arms since they had begun having sex. He was so not used to this. Also, the aroma from her aroused him and made him want to have sex very badly.
While falling asleep, Luo Sang suddenly felt a hand reaching toward her chest. She quivered and woke up, grabbed Nian Junting’s hand, and said coldly, “What are you doing? Aren’t we having a fight? Who allowed you to touch me?”