The Maid's Rise to Be a President's Wife-Chapter 7: An Embarrassing Moment

Ji Aier looked at this steak and thought that Ji En was really wasteful. But she couldn't eat two servings. So she had to put one serving in the refrigerator for preservation, waiting to be heated in the microwave when she got up tomorrow morning.

Since she still had to cook spaghetti for Ji En later, Ji Aier quickly ate her own serving. Then she hurriedly went to the kitchen to continue cooking. Ji En was really a difficult person to serve. If it weren't for the fact that she had been with him for six years and had gotten used to his self - centeredness and arrogance, she believed that she would have died of heart failure and left this world long ago.

The most important thing about spaghetti was the sauce, which played a decisive role. So the key was to cook the sauce.

When Ji Aier brought the cooked spaghetti upstairs and knocked on Ji En's door, there was no response. She was used to it. Ji En was the kind of person who wouldn't respond even if you knocked on the door. In the past, she didn't know this and often waited stupidly outside his bedroom until he impatiently opened the door and asked her how much longer she was going to wait. Later, Ji Aier stopped knocking and went in directly, but she got a look from Ji En that was colder than an iceberg. So in the end, she chose to knock on the door first and then go in after waiting for a minute.

Ji Aier pushed the door open and didn't see Ji En. So she put the spaghetti on his desk.

At this time, the sound of the door opening came from behind. She turned around and looked - towards the bathroom.

Ji En came out, drying his hair. And he actually came out wearing only a bath towel. He didn't even dry his body. Water droplets were still all over his fair body. "You're so slow! I'm almost starving to death," Ji En said impatiently.

"Sorry!" Ji Aier could only say this and reached out to catch the towel he threw over. He only wiped it twice and then regarded his hair as dry, while in fact, it was still dripping.

"Let me dry it for you," she said to Ji En. She really couldn't stand this wet feeling.

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He didn't respond and just sat on the sofa and turned on the LCD TV. She took it as he had no objection.

So she walked over to dry his hair for him.

"Almost done," Ji Aier said, touching his dried hair. His hair quality was very good, black and shiny, so it felt very smooth and comfortable to touch.

Why did she have to touch his hair randomly after drying it? Ji En instinctively grabbed her hand, startling her.

"What's wrong?" Ji Aier asked him.

Looking at her innocent face, Ji En suddenly had the urge to kiss her as he did after school in the afternoon. So before she could react, he had already pulled her into his arms and leaned his face over. She could clearly hear the sound of his heartbeat and feel his breathing.

Other than that, her mind went blank, and she could only helplessly grab his shoulders.

When Ji En's hand covered her chest, she suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly grabbed his wandering hand, pleading, "No!"

Ji En looked at her with deep eyes. Her eyes told him that she was frightened. So after a while, he finally let her go and asked her to leave.

She heard his somewhat hoarse voice, but she didn't care so much. She fled from Ji En's room like a frightened sheep.

She didn't know what they were doing. They were only sixteen years old this year, an age when they were still innocent.