The Male Lead Suddenly Became My Lapdog after I Annulled Our Engagement

“Yup.” He Miao looked at the sky outside. The bus had stopped at this time, so she could only take a taxi back.

“Then wait for me, I’ll come and get you immediately.” Jing Yan hung up the phone, put on his coat, and walked out of the company.

He woke up earlier today, probably because he had asked the butler to look after He Miao last night.

Since Jing Yan was going to pick her up, He Miao continued with her work for a while. It was only at 11 a.m. that she heard hurried footsteps outside.

He Miao looked up and saw Jing Yan leaning against the door frame, staring at her with a dark expression.

“What’s wrong with you?” She took off her gloves and white coat, then walked to Jing Yan and touched his forehead. “Is there an emergency?”

“Is it an emergency to pick up an idiot who doesn’t remember to go home in the middle of the night?” Jing Yan pulled her hand down and held it tightly. The weather was turning cold, and the laboratory at night was especially gloomy. He Miao’s hand had long turned red from the cold.

“I’m sorry, I was too busy and made you worry.” He Miao lowered her eyes in guilt and apologized, but his heart was as sweet as honey.

“Alright, don’t say sorry to me. Do you want me to die from heartache?” Jing Yan picked up her bag and pulled her into the car. He turned on the heater to warm her hands. “I’ll ask someone to put some heaters in your lab next time, so that your hands won’t freeze again.”

“I’m not that delicate.” He Miao smiled sweetly, her entire body warming up from the warm wind.

After her stiff and cold body relaxed, she looked up at Jing Yan’s thin side profile and asked curiously, “It’s so late. Did you just get off work?”

“I took a nap in the office. I called you when I woke up. It’s still a little cold,” Jing Yan explained calmly. With one hand on the steering wheel, he reached out his other hand to feel the temperature of He Miao’s hand. let’s warm it up a little more. “We’ll be home soon.”

“Have you had dinner?” As He Miao spoke, she took out some biscuits that she had brought along with him to fill his stomach. “If you’re hungry, you can eat some first.”

“Then feed me.” Jing Yan seized the opportunity and put both hands on the steering wheel, not letting her find any reason to reject him.

He Miao’s hand, which was holding the biscuit, paused for a moment before she tried to put it to Jing Yan’s mouth.

He opened his mouth to eat the biscuit, and the tip of his tongue deliberately swept across her fingertips, making her tremble and withdraw her hand, not daring to look at him.

“It’s very sweet,” Jing Yan’s lips curved into an evil smile. “One more piece.”

This time, He Miao carefully picked up a corner of the biscuit and fed it to him. Who would have thought that he would not eat the biscuit in one bite this time? Instead, he ate it in small bites until there was only a piece of biscuit left under He Miao’s fingertips.

The moment Jing Yan opened his mouth and sucked on it, He Miao retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted. She looked out of the window unnaturally and said, “I remember there’s a 24-hour noodle restaurant outside the neighborhood. Let’s go eat there.”

Jing Yan snickered and stopped teasing her. “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

The car stopped at the entrance of the noodle restaurant. There were only a few customers in the restaurant who were eating with their heads lowered. It was so quiet that only the sound of slurping noodles could be heard.

The waiter’s eyes lit up when he saw the two of them come in. He walked over excitedly with the menu and asked, “What would you like to eat?”

As he spoke, the waiter stared straight at He Miao. Jing Yan noticed this and knocked on the table. He looked up and said coldly, “What are you looking at?”

“It’s nothing. I’m sorry.” The waiter knew what to do and lowered his head.

As He Miao’s loyal fan, he recognized her at a glance. However, the man sitting across from him had a dark and terrifying expression on his face. Even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare to ask He Miao for an autograph and a photo at this time. He could only stand aside quietly.

“Just order whatever you want to eat. I’ll share the same food as you.” Jing Yan unbuttoned his sleeve and kept his eyes on the waiter.

Only a blind person would not be able to see his intentions towards He Miao.

At the thought of this, Jing Yan’s face turned cold. He only stood up and followed the waiter after he entered the kitchen to place his order.

“Where are you going?” He Miao looked up at him in surprise, feeling that Jing Yan’s complexion was very bad. Could it be that he did not like to eat these?

“Go to the washroom. Sit here and don’t run around. I’ll be back soon.” After saying that, Jing Yan followed the waiter into the kitchen when He Miao was not paying attention.

In the kitchen, the manager was looking at the time on his watch and talking to the person next to him. When he saw a stranger enter, he quickly walked over and asked politely, “Sir, what can I do for you? Customers are not allowed to enter the kitchen, so why don’t we talk outside?”

“No need,” Jing Yan’s gaze landed on the waiter in the corner who was trembling with his phone. “I’m looking for him.”