The passionate kiss fell, and the soft tip of the tongue rolled into the mouth. Ruan Zhiyin was a little hypoxic from the kiss, and her head was empty.
After realizing her consciousness, Cheng Yuelin had already carried her into the bedroom, and the whole person was pressed up.
In the pitch blackness of the room, the warm fingertips stretched and ignited, the clothes were all torn, and the thin calluses on the man's fingertips rubbed against the thin skin behind the ears, intentionally or unintentionally.
His chin was swept by his short stubble, and at a certain moment, accompanied by his low and dull voice, the final sound couldn't stop shaking.
By the time it was over, Ruan Zhiyin had completely lost her strength and could only lie down in his arms.
Cheng Yuelin hugged her from behind, pulled the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears, twisted a strand of hair with her slender fingertips, and her voice was full of contentment.
"Second bedroom is not well soundproofed."
He said abruptly.
"Huh?" Ruan Zhiyin hadn't responded yet.
Immediately afterwards, he heard his low voice with a smile: "So, do you want to move to the master bedroom?"
Pause for a while.
"Okay." She bent the corners of her mouth and nodded lightly.
After speaking, Ruan Zhiyin turned around, hugged him, and buried her head in the man's arms.
Compared with the fierceness just now, she enjoyed the quiet solitude of the two at the moment.
Cheng Yuelin smoothed her hair, put a kiss on her brow, raised her eyebrows and said, "What? Are you unhappy again?"
"Alin, I met Yang Xue today."
"Ok?"
"I don't know... It was you who took me out of the equipment room at that time."
She tightened her arms, her voice low.
Cheng Yuelin sighed: "Why are you crying?"
"I thought I would never have regrets, but now... it seems a little bit regretful."
Ruan Zhiyin felt sorry for the first time, and felt sorry that he had gone through so much with this feeling alone.
Cheng Yuelin smiled: "It's a pity? Remember how you stabbed me before?"
How did you stab him before
Ruan Zhiyin thought about it carefully, at that time she was also a little nosy.
At first, Cheng Yuelin was still sitting behind her. Every time I come back from skipping class, I will have a small wound on my body, and then I will bury it on the desk to sleep.
The head teacher always arranges students with good grades to take turns to watch the evening self-study, and the others naturally dare not care about Cheng Yuelin.
But when it was Ruan Zhiyin's turn, the boy still lay on the table to make up for an afternoon's sleep, raised his head lazily, packed his things and got up.
Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped.
Ruan Zhiyin frowned at him: "Cheng Yuelin, skipping classes is not good."
The first time he was taught by someone other than his father, Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows with interest, and asked with a chuckle, "Oh? So what?"
"And you shouldn't waste the opportunity to read."
The children of the orphanage cherish the opportunity to study even more, not to mention that they are still in the midst of abundant educational resources.
Thinking of this, Ruan Zhiyin added with a stern face: "It's shameful for you to squander the opportunity like this."
"shameful?"
It was the first time someone said that.
Cheng Yuelin squatted in his pocket, looking at her with drooping eyelids: "Ruan Zhiyin, why do you care about me?"
"The teacher asked me to watch the evening self-study today. I can't control it at other times. You can't go now anyway."
In some cases, Ruan Zhiyin always has her own stubbornness. Once the axis is up, it will not give an inch. Even when she made up the class later, she criticized Cheng Yuelin with a little face.
Pulling away from her memory, Ruan Zhiyin paused, then said, "I just think you should skip class for some pointless reason."
At that time, he was just arguing with Cheng's father.
"It really shouldn't be, then you have been grinding my temper all these years. I am better now." Cheng Yuelin patted her head, "Ruan Yu, don't regret it, you earned it."
No, he made a better one.
Seeing his arrogant appearance, Ruan Zhiyin finally couldn't help laughing: "You are the best now?"
"Yeah." The man nodded.
"What about after that?"
"Do you have to pick the words for me?" Cheng Yuelin hooked his lips, and said leisurely, "As for me, it is a constant progress, and it will become more and more popular. You can hold it for a long time."
This man... quite proud.
But thanks to him, Ruan Zhiyin finally let go of the night's melancholy.
Only then did she think of another thing, pursed her lips and said, "By the way, I'm going to Jiahong for a business trip at the end of the month."
"How long?"
"One week."
The man frowned.
After speaking, Ruan Zhiyin explained again: "I think it's not far away, so I will stop by Xu County."
She hadn't been back to the orphanage for a long time. She wanted to use this business trip to visit the children in Xu County, and to sweep the grave of the dean.
Cheng Yuelin paused for a while, then nodded casually: "Well, I see."
—
Before Ruan Zhiyin went to Jiahong on business, she invited Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan to have a meal at home.
Originally, I also called Ren Huai and Weng Zishi, but Qian Fan said that Ren Huai had something to go back to his hometown not long ago, and Weng Zishi took over Ren Huai's job and had to work overtime, so he couldn't come.
There are still opportunities left and right, but Ruan Zhiyin didn't care.
She asked Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan about their tastes in advance. She got up early on the weekend and carefully prepared lunch.
Before twelve o'clock, the doorbell was rang.
In the living room, Cheng Yuelin got up from the sofa and walked to the door to open the door.
Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan stood in front of the door, handed the gift in his hand to him, and said generously: "Housewarming gift, you're welcome, Brother Lin."
This villa had been empty before, and when Cheng Yuelin got married and moved in, no one was invited to the house as a guest.
Today, Ruan Zhiyin invited it.
But after all, it is the first time, and it can be considered a conservatory.
Cheng Yuelin accepted the gift expressionlessly, and said in a low voice, "Well, come in."
After the two entered the entrance and finished changing slippers, Fu Chenyuan glanced at Cheng Yuelin and asked bluntly, "What's the matter, we are not welcome?"
Cheng Yuelin snorted and said nothing.
Finally, the person was abducted into the master bedroom and lived a married life. But last night Ruan Zhiyin said that there was a guest coming to the house today, so she had to get up early and prepare to prevent him from harassing her.
Reluctantly dawdling to the end, he threw a quilt to Cheng Yuelin and let him sleep in his arms.
welcome? No wonder he welcomes it!
But as soon as Cheng Yuelin finished, he saw Ruan Zhiyin wearing an apron walking out of the kitchen and glanced at them.
So he pursed his lips again and said, "No unwelcome, the meal is almost ready, go to the restaurant and wait."
…
Ten minutes later, the food was brought to the table by the man.
Ruan Zhiyin took off her apron, sat down beside Cheng Yuelin, looked at Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan and said with a smile, "If the reception is not good, don't be polite."
"You're welcome, it's better to be my sister-in-law." Qian Fan smiled and complimented, and then glanced at the man on the other side, "Cheng Yuelin, I was looking at the decoration of this house at the beginning, but now it's better, why am I not worthy?"
He hasn't forgotten about Cheng Yuelin's rejection of his housewarming.
This villa by the river was kept by Cheng Yuelin, but he used to be too busy with his work, and he was running around all day. Bai Bo had to travel with him again, and he didn't have time to look at the decoration.
It was Qian Fan who helped him find an interior designer he knew and finished the decoration along the way. But since the house was installed, he never came back until Ruan Zhiyin asked him to come over for dinner.
Looking at Qian Fan's complacent expression, Cheng Yuelin said lightly, "Why, can't you keep your mouth shut when you eat?"
The man's attitude was too bad, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but glared at him.
Cheng Yuelin grunted and looked away.
Ruan Zhiyin pushed a dish of vermicelli shrimp with minced garlic to Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan, and said softly, "This is the shrimp that was delivered in the morning. It's very fresh. You can try it."
Qian Fan was overwhelmed, thinking about the two unbearable sandwiches last time, he glanced at Fu Chenyuan who was eating with gusto next to him, and then hesitantly sandwiched one.
I thought that I would be forced to complete the performance under the pressure of Cheng Yuelin's eyes, but after tasting it carefully, Qian Fan suddenly widened his eyes: "Sister-in-law, your craftsmanship is amazing."
When Ruan Zhiyin wanted to invite them to dinner at first, Qian Fan still had some concerns.
After all, the memory of the two sandwiches last time was still deep in his mind, he was afraid that his acting skills would not be exposed enough and would be persecuted by Cheng Yuelin.
Now it seems-
My sister-in-law is probably just not good at cooking western food. The craftsmanship of this Chinese food is almost catching up with the chef of the restaurant.
Gee, Brother Lin is quite lucky.
Qian Fan let go of his appetite, and the dishes on the table were quickly consumed by the three men.
After eating, Ruan Zhiyin went back to the room to change clothes because the clothes were stained while cooking.
Cheng Yuelin took the plate on the table, stood up, looked at Qian Fan who was sitting there with a toothpick and picked his teeth, frowning slightly, his tone was neither salty nor light: "Just know how to eat? Come and wash the dishes."
Qian Fan's hand trembled when he heard the words, and the toothpick almost fell to the ground.
He glanced at Cheng Yuelin in disbelief, and murmured, "Brother Lin, do you still wash the dishes yourself?"
It's too destructive, isn't it
If the group of people in the company knew, their jaws would drop.
After speaking, Qian Fan curled his lips and said, "But isn't there a dishwasher at home?"
"Not clean."
Qian Fan looked at the man's slightly raised eyebrows, and felt that what he wanted to say should be: The dishwasher can be cleaned by me
Geez, who are you! It can even compete with the dishwasher! Is it something to be proud of
Qian Fan resignedly picked up the bowl on the dining table, and Fu Chen, who was on the side, also handed the bowl to Qian Fan.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Chenyuan smiled: "Help me brush it, and I'll take you to the dark at night."
With Qian Fan's level of playing games, he often couldn't find teammates, so Fu Chenyuan was barely able to lead him.
So Qian Fan could only accept his fate and went to the kitchen with Cheng Yuelin to wash the dishes.
The criticized man watched as he finished washing the dishes, and the two finally came out of the kitchen.
It was still early, Cheng Yuelin had a rare interest, and called Fu Chenyuan and Qian Fan to play billiards in the chess and card room upstairs.
The chess and card room is at the end of the corridor.
Ruan Zhiyin came out after changing her clothes, and happened to see the three of them going upstairs.
Qian Fan said hello, and seeing that the door of the master bedroom was not closed, he asked casually, "Sister-in-law, why are there no wedding photos in your bedroom?"
When Ruan Zhiyin heard this, she also looked back at the empty white wall by the head of the bed, feeling that something was missing.
She smiled and went back: "I took it before, but I put it in the cabinet in the study, and I haven't had time to hang it."
After taking the wedding photos, You Xin kindly asked her assistant to frame several photo frames of different sizes.
But the master bedroom is Cheng Yuelin's territory, so it's weird to hang it in the second bedroom. So Ruan Zhiyin retrieved those photo frames from the studio and put them in the study cabinet.
"Brother Lin, what are you doing? You have such a big wedding photo in the office, but you don't want to hang it when you get home." Qian Fan couldn't help muttering.
Ruan Zhiyin raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Cheng Yuelin, and asked strangely, "Did you hang up your wedding photos in the office?"
Cheng Yuelin: "..."
The man didn't say a word, but Qian Fan stood beside him and gestured, "Well, it's a big one, and there are two small ones on the table."
"Tsk, Boss Cheng, you're amazing, as expected of you." Fu Chenyuan shook his head gently, patted Cheng Yuelin's shoulder with admiration, and gave him a thumbs up.
Ruan Zhiyin: "…"
She suddenly felt that her idea of Cheng Yuelin's operation still needed to be improved.
"Hey, sister-in-law, why does this room still live?" Qian Fan pointed to the second bedroom again.
Although Ruan Zhiyin moved to the master bedroom, everything in the second bedroom was not finished. Just now she took the clothes from the second bedroom and went back to the master bedroom, the doors of both bedrooms were not closed.
Knowing that Qian Fan definitely didn't know that the two were separated before, Ruan Zhiyin covered up Cheng Yuelin: "Oh, girls have a lot of things, and this room happens to have a dressing table, so I put some things here."
Qian Fan nodded: "I said, this house was originally a children's room, and the designer said that he didn't add soundproof panels because he was afraid that he wouldn't hear the children's cries at night. It's okay to put things, but if it's a guest room, I'm afraid it's not very convenient. ."
The villa was decorated by Qian Fan, and the designer told him about the layout of each room.
Ruan Zhiyin's expression paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched: "Children's room? Isn't this the second bedroom?"
"The designer designed it according to the children's room. Don't you think that the soundproofing of this room is not good?" Qian Fan looked at her suspiciously.
Looking at Qian Fan's sincere eyes, Ruan Zhiyin silently glanced at Cheng Yuelin and breathed a sigh of relief.
She nodded, with imperceptible anger in her voice: "I did find it."
More than just discovered, it is simply a deep memory.
—
In front of outsiders, Ruan Zhiyin didn't have any seizures, and kept a good temper until she sent Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan away.
As soon as the door closed, the smile on Ruan Zhiyin's mouth completely faded, and she turned her head to give the man a cold look: "You stole my wedding photos from the study cabinet?"
Cheng Yuelin pursed his lips and shook his head silently.
Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "Oh, you didn't take it? Why did the wedding photo disappear?"
She had just gone to the study to look at it, the cabinet was empty, where could there be any shadows of those wedding photos
Originally thought that the wedding photos in his office were re-washed with the electronic version, but it turned out to be stolen!
Why didn't he go to heaven
The man paused for a while, then raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say I stole the photos I took with my ability?"
Okay, that's pretty sane.
Ruan Zhiyin was blocked by him, and nodded angrily: "Okay, what about the sleeping time? Why did you let me live in that room in the first place? You deliberately eavesdropped on my speech from the beginning?"
"No." Cheng Yuelin denied it, then pursed his lower lip, trying to explain, "This is a misunderstanding."
He took the wedding photos of the study in the middle of the night, but it was not Cheng Yuelin's deliberate eavesdropping about letting her live next door, it was indeed a mistake.
There are children's rooms on both sides of the master bedroom, and the remaining guest rooms are too far from the master bedroom, and there are separate small stairs on the west side. If she didn't go out, she might not be able to meet her face.
This villa will not be occupied for a long time, and Cheng Yuelin's words that Qian Fan casually reminded him have long since been forgotten.
At that time, he just wanted her to live closer, so he changed the arrangement of the children's room and guest room while she hadn't moved in, completely forgetting that the soundproofing of the children's room was not good.
When I found out later, I remembered... I couldn't admit that my original intention was to hope that she would live closer, so I could only make mistakes and remind her that the room was not well insulated.
Who knew that the last time she carried her back from Beicheng, she lifted him to a high place with a word, and then looked at him with a smile, Cheng Yuelin couldn't admit it anymore.
It's been like this until now, he thinks that she has moved to the master bedroom, and he shouldn't think about it, but he was caught off guard by Qian Fan igniting a hidden mine.
Cheng Yuelin was bitter and could not tell.
Seeing that he was speechless, Ruan Zhiyin became more and more certain of her guess.
Thinking of what she had done to exonerate him for being stupid, her temperament rose again, and she frowned and said, "Cheng Yuelin, sleep by yourself tonight!"
After speaking, he went upstairs without looking back.
After a few seconds, there was a loud slamming of the door from upstairs.
Cheng Yuelin: "..."
A sigh of grievance stuck in his stomach.
Cheng Yuelin clenched his fist, paused for a few seconds, took out his mobile phone with a cold face, and sent a WeChat message.
On the other side, Fu Chenyuan was driving the car, and Qian Fan was still humming in a good mood while sitting in the co-pilot.
Feeling the vibration of his pocket, he took out his mobile phone, saw a new message, and opened WeChat slowly.
[Half the year-end bonus. ]
Qian Fan: "?"