Claudia suddenly felt wronged to death.

She was busy all night. Baba cooked so many dishes he liked and waited for him hungry.

But what about him?

A phone call that did not come back spoiled all her thoughts.

She is angry, she is angry, she is angry.

She hates it even more.

Because he was holding him at the moment, all the anger, annoyance and anger disappeared.

"You just eat me! Eat me to death! Rowan, you are such an asshole! How can there be such an asshole as you!"

"OK, OK, I bastard." He pushed her away and bowed his head to wipe her with golden beans. "I‘m not good, don‘t cry, pupil pupil."

"Of course it is your fault! What did you do yesterday? Will the little lover go?"

"Nonsense." He twisted his eyebrows and flicked his fingers on her forehead. "My menstruation is back."

"Hiccup!"

Surprised, she belched and looked at him foolishly. "Your menstruation?"

"Uh－huh."

Well, Claudia was impressed.

The last time I met her was seven years ago.

At that time, I had just climbed into Rowan‘s bed.

A few days later, a gentle and beautiful woman came to her and said she was Rowan‘s menstruation.

The other party maintained a good quality, four or two thousand catties, in a few words called her ashamed.

She was not the opponent at all, and was instantly turned into a slag.

Even today, Claudia is not sure about her.

Because she is different from Feng Nuanxin and Wen Chenglin.

She is Rowan‘s mother‘s sister, which alone makes Claudia care and fear.

"What do you think?"

Rowan pinched Claudia‘s lower jaw and lifted it up.

She returned to absolute being and shook her head. "You haven‘t eaten yet, have you? I‘ll pack up my things."

"Don‘t change the subject." Rowan said displeased, obviously forbidding her to stop talking. "What were you thinking just now?"

"Oh, miss your aunt." Claudia crooked his head and smiled brightly. "Did I tell you that I met her?"

She said, putting her arm around Rowan‘s neck. "I saw her seven years ago."

"Hmm?"

"At that time, I had just climbed into someone‘s bed." She leaned close to his ear. "Then within a few days, your menstruation found me."

Rowan‘s fingers moved on her waist, no hurry or delay. "What did you say? She is with you."

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing, but your menstruation is very beautiful and has a good temperament. Is she very similar to your mother?"

Hands stopped, Rowan let go of her and stepped into the room.

Biting her lip, she realized that she had said something wrong.

His mother is his taboo.

"Damn it!" Chagrined, she raked her hair and chased it into the living room.

Rowan was taking off his coat and turned to watch Claudia follow suit.

She came forward to take his coat and hung it on one side of the hanger.

He sat on the sofa with one leg raised and the other on, unfastening the cuff links of his shirt.

"I‘m sorry." Claudia squatted on his legs and put his hands on his knees. "I‘m sorry."

Rowan froze her face and curled her fingers to scratch the tip of her nose.

Claudia breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "What does Mr. Rowan want to eat? Say it and I‘ll make it for you."

"Whatever."

"There is no casual dish."

"Whatever."

"Well, I‘ll tidy up the restaurant first and then go down to buy vegetables."

"Is there nothing in the refrigerator?"

"No, it was all used up yesterday." As Claudia spoke, he walked to the restaurant. "Soon, wait for me."

*

When Rowan came out of the bathroom, he saw Claudia kneeling on the bed, blinking his big eyes and laughing at Pamela.

He stopped and looked at her.

"Why don‘t you go? Come here quickly, I‘ll help you wipe your hair, hurry up."

He hesitated and came over.

Claudia took that towel in his hand and patted the bed. "Sit down and I‘ll wipe it for you."

"You?" He opened his mouth and thought she was strange. "Is she in trouble?"

"No." She rolled her eyes and said, "What are you thinking?"