Chapter 1166

Reynaldo stood against the door, refusing to budge at all, which made me laugh for a while.

I got up and walked over, only to see Johnathan wearing a thin leather coat, looking at me pitifully. "Esmie, it was you who sent me a message to bring the medicine box over."

"I came all the way through wind and snow, and you really won't even give me a hot meal to eat?"

Tsk!

Johnathan pretended to be pitiful, and he really looked it.

I looked at Reynaldo and said, "Let him in. He has worked hard, traveling so far just to deliver the medicine."

"That's right, and the weather is so cold, I even managed to crawl out of bed," Johnathan said, looking even more pitiful.

And that leather coat was definitely not windproof; the man's nose was frozen red.

It really proves the saying, "It's about attitude, not temperature."

Reynaldo still leaned against the door and refused to move.

I laughed and took his hand away, then pulled the door open.

Johnathan burst in as if afraid that Reynaldo would slam the door shut again.

I closed the door, shutting out the cold wind outside.

The room suddenly became warm again.

Reynaldo stood quietly by the door, with his head down and looking anything but happy.

I pulled his hand and whispered to him, "Okay, he's leaving after dinner; he won't disturb our time together."

Little did I know that as soon as I finished speaking, Johnathan, who was already sitting at the dining table, suddenly said, "It's warm in this room. I think I'll stay here today and leave when the weather is better tomorrow."

Reynaldo furrowed his brows heavily and looked at me with a sense of grievance.

I touched my nose, took a few steps to the dining table, and asked Johnathan, who was pouring soup, "What about Vonnie, since you plan to live here?"

"Oh, really!" Johnathan took a sip of soup and said, "Then shall we also call Vonnie? The four of us can still play mahjong together."

I was speechless and touched my forehead.

No need to look, I could feel the gloomy aura emanating from Reynaldo's body.

I was starting to wonder if Johnathan was intentionally trying to provoke Reynaldo.

Before long, Reynaldo sat down and coolly asked Johnathan, "Is the soup tasty?"

"The drinks were great. I have to say, I can doubt you in any aspect except for your cooking skills."

"Well, if it tastes good, drink more."

Reynaldo said, and then he served him some vegetables, saying, "If you like it, eat more."

Hiss!

Johnathan shrank back, looking at him with a bit of fear.

Forget about Johnathan.

Reynaldo suddenly became so considerate, even taking the initiative to serve dishes for others, which made me a little uncomfortable.

I picked up the fork and silently took a bite of the dish.

After a while of Reynaldo not moving, I couldn't help but pull his hand and say, "You should eat too."

One morning, neither of us had eaten anything. I was so hungry that my front chest was touching my back; wasn't he hungry too?

However, Reynaldo shook his head at me and said, "I'm not hungry; you guys go ahead and eat first."

He said, leaning back in the chair with a lazy posture, and gazing at Johnathan.

The key was that he stared at him for a long time.

Johnathan was probably starting to feel a little creeped out by his stare.

He took a few bites of his food, glanced at Reynaldo, then took a few more bites of his food, and glanced at Reynaldo again.