He found it ridiculous when he thought about it, childish and ridiculous.
There were indeed many embarrassing things caused by this teddy bear. Meng Yao knew that Rong Wei didn't like this bear very much. She said hesitantly: "This bear... I thought it was almost covered with dust in the guest room. It would be good to take it out to see the world, so that it doesn't have to stay at home every day."
“Someone will clean it up regularly.”
"How can it be the same? It must be bored staying at home all the time. And you see..."
Meng Yao took a few steps forward and picked up the teddy bear on the bed.
The teddy bear is indeed quite large, and it seems to be almost in proportion to Meng Yao.
Meng Yao tried to persuade him from another perspective: "Look, this bear is so cute. Being with it makes you happy both physically and mentally."
"What are you doing so far away? Come over here and take a closer look."
Rong Wei was pulled by her hand and subconsciously moved forward.
There seemed to be a bit of soft touch in the palm of his hand, with moist heat. He glanced at the teddy bear, which was indeed much cuter this time, and the blush on his cheeks was a bit silly.
"Indeed, let's keep it for now."
"Keep it for now?"
Rong Yun lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Why, you still want to take it back to the bedroom?"
Seeing that he looked somewhat uneasy again, Meng Yao knew that she had to quit while she was ahead.
"How could that be? I think this bear does take up space. There are only two of us in the bedroom, so it's just right."
Meng Yao didn't know which of her words were beautiful, but Rong Yan's face did show a hint of smile.
"Well, just right..."
It's not that there is no room for a teddy bear on the bed. As long as Rong Ying is willing, there are many ways to accommodate it. But he doesn't like Meng Yao's focus and doting on the teddy bear.
She regards the teddy bear as a "living being" and even relieves her stress and feels safe by talking to it.
Why? I'd rather trust a teddy bear...
If you think about it carefully, Meng Yao doesn't seem to have any particularly good friends or people she trusts. This is not because Meng Yao is not charming enough or has an unpleasant personality. She has built an indestructible wall in her heart, and no one can peek into her inner world.
She refuses to have any relationship with anyone or anything around her.
Rong Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes became darker.
Meng Yao is the person he cannot understand the most, but also the person he wants to understand the most.
This desire to understand her is so strong that I want to explore her from inside to outside and eliminate all sense of distance.
Meng Yao put down the teddy bear in her hand, let it lie on the bed again, and did not forget to tuck in the quilt for it.
Rong Wei looked at it and felt tears in his eyes again.
"Honey, there's nothing to see here. I'd better take you to the scenic area. There are many small pavilions and bamboo forests here. It's pretty good."
"Wait, let's clean up first, you sit for a while."
Meng Yao watched Rong Yun condescendingly roll up his sleeves and bend down to clean up skillfully.
It was this strange feeling again. Rongyun was becoming less and less cold and noble as she was when we first met.
Meng Yao stretched out a finger, paused, and then retracted it.
She felt that she could touch Rongyun, touch him clearly.
Meng Yao thought for a moment and said, "Hubby, I didn't expect you to be so skilled at tidying up. You must have done this a lot at home, right?"
"I just don't like people touching my things."
What a strange habit! If Rong Yan cleans up his office and study at the same time, won’t he be tired
"I..." Meng Yao stood up and walked over: "Husband, you don't have to clean these up here, just call a part-time worker later. I remember you were very busy, right? Don't waste your time on such a small matter."
Rong Wei was putting the snacks scattered on the table into a box. Snacks in different packages were classified, row after row, and the pattern of colors could also be traced.
Meng Yao's brows twitched.
He didn't turn his head, and a low voice came slowly:
"I don't like other people touching your things either."
Meng Yao's body was a little stiff.
Rong Wei looked focused, as if what he held in his hand was not a bag of snacks, but an extremely important document: "Go and take a rest for a while."
Meng Yao responded and found a place to sit down.
She was playing games with her legs crossed, and from time to time she could hear some gaming noises.
Now there are only her and Rong Wei in the room. The empty environment is filled with the sound of games, which sounds very eye-catching.
Meng Yao quit the game. For some reason, she felt it was a bit embarrassing to let the sound of her playing the game leak out to a strict and serious person like Rong Yan.
I have to admit that when Rong Yun was here, Meng Yao could hardly concentrate on doing anything.
Because her attention would always be attracted by Rong Wei, even if the sound he made was almost inaudible.
Meng Yao put down the phone in her hand and swept her eyes over Rong Yan's body, from his well-muscled arms to his protruding Adam's apple, and finally to his indifferent handsome face.
I have to admit that Rong Wei's looks are really to her liking.
Meng Yao remembers that some fans left messages praising her good looks, and that she could get skyrocketing ratings just by standing there without saying anything during filming.
Meng Yao felt that if Rong Wei went to film, he would probably also achieve the same effect.
It’s a pity that Rong Ying is not interested in acting.
After packing up a big box of snacks, he looked unhappy.
"How long do you plan to eat?"
Meng Yao knew that Rong Wei didn't like her eating junk food, so she changed the subject: "Well... maybe a week."
In fact, it can be finished in three days.
Rong Wei did not answer, and Meng Yao didn't know whether he heard it or not.
By the time Rong Yan finished cleaning up all the debris, half an hour had passed.
"You've worked hard. Come, have some water." Meng Yao walked over and handed over a glass of orange juice.
Rong Yan paused, but still accepted it.
The sticky and sweet drink slid down his throat: "Is this a concentrated drink?"
Meng Yao nodded honestly. In fact, she just poured the bottled drink into the cup and threw the bottle of juice into the trash can.
"Fresh squeezed ones are still fresher." Rong Yan paused and thought, "It's not a good idea to leave you alone outside."
"Why not?"
“Your ability to live is too poor.”
Meng Yao's cheeks turned slightly red, but she did not refute.
"You should eat less of these snacks in the future. I will arrange for someone to prepare meals for you later."
Meng Yao paused: "Don't bother with that..."
Isn’t this equivalent to indirectly restricting one’s own dietary freedom
Rong Yan's attitude was unusually firm: "This matter is not negotiable."
After leaving the hotel, the two went to the filming location for a stroll.
Soon Xiao Song came running over: "Sister Meng, you have another scene later, you need to go put on makeup now, we need to hurry!"
(End of this chapter)