Professor Jiang's spoiled little ancestor is sweet

Chapter 282 Tang Ranran, Are You Still a Girl?
Tang Ranran was a little uncomfortable being looked at. She turned her head to look at the water dispenser beside her, narrowed her eyes slightly, and walked over without hesitation, thinking of the request of the big Buddha.

She picked up a disposable paper cup and quickly filled it with hot water.

She was thinking of a way to make this man happy, and when most of the water was filled, she suddenly praised Yu Beicheng: "Ms. Yu is very talented in everything. I watched you make cakes in the audience just now, really. You have to be dumbfounded, it’s obviously the first time you do it, but it’s done very steadily and delicately.”

Yu Beicheng sat quietly on the sofa, and while listening to Tang Ranran's eccentric praise, he noticed that the woman's paper cup was only filled with hot water, not a little cold water.

"Really? I remember someone saying that the Oreos I sprinkled didn't look good."

After finishing speaking, Yu Beicheng raised his eyes and looked at Tang Ranran meaningfully, then his eyes fell on her hand on the bottom of the cup, and his dark eyes suddenly flickered.

This is a paper cup, not a thermos cup. He doesn't believe that she didn't feel the hot water.

He let go of his lazily crossed hands on his legs, leaned forward, and subconsciously stretched out a hand to Tang Ranran.

Tang Ranran heard Yu Beicheng's truthful words on stage for her, stared sincerely into the man's eyes, and couldn't help coughing twice: "Ahem, this is not a technical problem, it's an aesthetic problem. change."

"..." Yu Beicheng was speechless.

Tang Ranran automatically ignored the man's hand.

Yu Beicheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, seeing that she was not interested, he simply stood up and went to take the paper cup in her hand, but just as he got up, before he fully stretched out his hand, the woman was startled by him.

"What are you doing?"

In an instant, the paper cup filled with boiling hot water fell sharply because Tang Ranran couldn't hold it firmly, and the steaming water spilled out, most of it onto the back of her hand.

The originally fair complexion turned red visible to the naked eye, ridiculously fast.

The reason for Tang Ranran's hiding was very simple. After throwing Yu Beicheng down one after another, she didn't dare to get close to this man. The man's closeness made her feel a little pressure.

Tang Ranran bit her lower lip when the water was spilled on her hands, her expression remained unchanged, she held the paper cup normally, and sighed for Yu Beicheng: "Okay, you won't be able to drink water anymore."

It was as if it wasn't her who got her hands red from the hot water.

Yu Beicheng looked at Tang Ranran who was calmer than him with deep eyes, and couldn't help frowning, then he asked, "Is the water hot?"

"It's hot." Tang Ranran didn't care at all. She put the paper cup on the table, bent down to find a small packet of wet tissues on the coffee table, opened it and took out two, "There doesn't seem to be a mop in this lounge. Wipe off the water, so you won't slip and fall later."

Just as Tang Ranran took out two wet wipes, Yu Beicheng grabbed her wrist before she started to move. She lost her balance and was taken to the sofa, next to the man.

Yu Beicheng didn't understand at all now, he pursed his lips slightly, looked at Tang Ranran with serious eyes, and asked in disbelief: "Tang Ranran, are you still a girl?"

Tang Ranran looked down at the wrist tightly held by Yu Beicheng, she couldn't understand it, she raised her head and stared at the man, "Of course I'm a girl, are you blind?"

"And can you let go of my hand..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Ranran clearly felt Yu Beicheng straighten his hands. He roughly took the wet wipe from her hand into his own, and then helped her wipe the red back of her hand.

(End of this chapter)