"..."
Ruan Yue held her shoulders for a second, then replied, "No, there are more."
The mother and daughter have exactly the same temperament, they look cold, but they actually have a soft heart.
Wen Ru put the chicken noodle soup on the bowl mat, and interjected with a smile, "It's an old saying that a daughter is a mother's caring little padded jacket. Miss has grown up, and I love you dearly."
Zhao Bingzhi laughed, "Your mouth is full of things that people like to hear."
She picked up the chopsticks, turned her head and glanced at Ruan Yue, her tone was gentle, "Okay, I'll eat first, if you're free, go up to rest early."
Ruan Yue took her hand away, thought for a second, pulled a chair and sat down.
On the night of the previous life, Zhao Bingzhi found out about Ding Meijuan's delivery of kimchi during dinner, and after returning to the room with a sullen face, the couple had a big fight on the third floor.
Because there was a lot of noise, her father finally slept in the guest room on the second floor, so Ruan Yue remembered it clearly.
But in fact, she wasn't sure if the two quarreled this time because of Ding Meijuan
Frowning and thinking secretly, Ruan Yue felt uneasy. Wen Ru looked at her with a worried expression, and was about to ask, when she saw her raise her eyes again, and asked Zhao Bingzhi tentatively: "Mom, can you come tonight?" Sleep with me?"
"..."
Zhao Bingzhi was eating noodles when he choked on her words and coughed immediately.
After she finished coughing, she took the tissue from Wen Ru and wiped her mouth, then went to see Ruan Yue, and found that her girl had her head down, her face was reddish, and she looked uneasy when she said something wrong.
I am used to seeing life and death in the hospital. Zhao Bingzhi hasn't experienced the feeling of soft-heartedness for a long time. But at this moment, her heart was so soft-hearted that she put away the questions that came to her lips. She nodded and said, "Ok, I'll take a shower later. come down."
A few minutes later-
Third floor master bedroom suite.
Ruan Chengyi was wearing a gray-blue silk nightgown, looked at the math problem in front of him and considered it for a while, and suggested to Ruan Yue: "It's too late, should I leave the homework until tomorrow? Didn't you enroll in a math remedial class? No." The question is just to ask the teacher."
Ruan Yue said "oh", and put away the open workbook.
Ruan Chengyi let out a long sigh of relief, hearing the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, feeling very helpless.
After waiting for several hours, my wife came up and said that my daughter wanted to sleep with her...
He still hadn't come to his senses, and his always independent daughter brought up another exercise book, saying that there was a question that he couldn't understand, and he wanted nearly half a hundred people in his year to answer it.
Fortunately, he is witty!
Ruan Chengyi, with a sense of luck that he avoided the teacher's questions when he was in school, persuaded him earnestly, "Learning is not something that happens overnight, it's almost enough, don't make yourself too hard."
"knew."
Ruan Yue responded again, and sat down on the sofa with the exercise book.
Ruan Chengyi: "???"
He looked over with puzzled eyes, and then heard Ruan Yue's voice say faintly: "I'll wait for my mother to go down together."
For a moment, Boss Ruan felt excluded by his own daughter.
But he kept his promises outside, facing the little princess at home, there was really nothing he could do, he could only nod his head and go outside to smoke on the terrace.
—
When Zhao Bingzhi came out of the shower, he only saw Ruan Yue.
She dried her hair in her pajamas and went downstairs with Ruan Yue without any delay.
The goal of preventing the two from quarreling at night was achieved. After turning off the lights and going to bed, Ruan Yue hugged the soft quilt and breathed a sigh of relief.
Many things in the future should be able to change, right
She pursed her lips and thought for a while, but for some reason, she felt a little insomnia, turned over while hugging the quilt, and cast her gaze out the French window.
The curtains were not drawn tightly, and a few rays of moonlight leaked in.
Suddenly, she thought of Lu Chen.
Not long after they got together, the two lived together. Lu Chen worked in an outdoor club. Except for occasionally going out to lead the team and staying out at night, the rest of the time, as long as he was in City A, he would go back at night. As long as he goes back, some things cannot be avoided...
When she realized what she was thinking, Ruan Yue buried her face in the pillow.
—
Zhao Bingzhi's biological clock is very regular.
At half past six in the morning, she woke up and found that Ruan Yue beside her was still fast asleep.
The sixteen-year-old girl is already slim and straight, with a clear face, a slender neck, and soft black hair scattered on the pillow... Her eyes are closed, her long eyelashes are as silent as butterfly wings, under her straight nose bridge, her ruddy lips are beautiful. The radian is really like a quiet and beautiful princess.
She couldn't tell how long it had been, but she hadn't looked at her daughter's sleeping face like this.
When she tiptoed out of the room, pushed open the master bedroom door, and went into the cloakroom to change clothes, that kindness and tenderness still lingered in Zhao Bingzhi's heart.
A big hand suddenly caught her in his arms.
The man's mellow and lazy voice came to his ears, "Didn't you get any more sleep?"
Through the blinds directly opposite, the bright early autumn morning light was reflected on the ground, and she was suddenly moved by the breath in her ears.
…
At eight o'clock, Ruan Yue went downstairs.
The restaurant was empty.
She went to the kitchen and saw Wen Ru busy inside, so she asked, "Aunt Wen, have my parents gone out?"
"I haven't seen anyone yet."
Wen Ru turned her head to look at her, also a little puzzled, "It stands to reason that I usually wake up this early, today my drawer of buns is all steamed, and no one came down."
"..."
Ruan Yue was taken aback, thinking whether to go upstairs to take a look, when a voice came from behind, "Yue'er."
She turned her head, and Ruan Chengyi had already walked up to her. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and no tie. He seemed to have just taken a shower. He had a fresh and refreshing mint scent on his body. He looked like a spring breeze. He raised his hand and rubbed her head, and asked with a smile: " Have you eaten yet?"
"without-"
Ruan Yue replied hesitantly.
He also heard him say to Wen Ru: "Then let's serve dinner, Bingzhi will come down immediately."
Wen Ru vaguely guessed the reason why he was so energetic, she responded with a smile, and went in to prepare food for the family of three.
A few minutes later, Zhao Bingzhi appeared in the restaurant.
When she looked up and saw the silk scarf around her neck, Ruan Yue was stunned for a moment, and soon understood why she was dressed like this when she came down late.
"I'm done eating and I'm going to the remedial class."
After finishing her meal in silence, she whispered something, picked up the schoolbag on the chair next to her, and ran away.
Five minutes after leaving the house, the phone "ding" and a text message came.
She took it out and took a look, and found that Ruan Chengyi had transferred 20,000 yuan to the card where she saved pocket money, and she also said to her on WeChat: "Don't always think about studying. When it's time to play during the holidays, you should play with your classmates and combine work with rest." If you don't have enough money, tell Dad anytime."
Ruan Yue: "..."
—
Tutoring classes are near the community.
Ruan Yue did math, from 9:00 am to 12:00 am, a total of three hours.
She has good grades in literature and history since she was a child, but mathematics is a weak point, and she is only at the middle level in her grades. In addition, there is no mathematics class in college, and she has forgotten most of the knowledge points in high school.
When I got off in the morning, I only felt a pain in my head...
The weather in early autumn was still hot and dry. She was walking on the side of the road with her schoolbag on her back, looking down at the shadows of trees on the ground, and suddenly someone called from behind, "Ruan Yue."
Fu Zhixing
She stopped and looked back.
Fu Zhixing trotted two steps to her, and asked with a smile, "You just finished your lessons?"
"Um."
Ruan Yue nodded, and glanced at the paper bag in his hand, "Are you just going or are you back?"
Fu Zhixing has been favored by teachers since he was in kindergarten. He is an excellent candidate for various occasions that require students to give speeches, host, and speak on stage. After elementary school, he developed the habit of going to the provincial library to borrow books once a week.
"I'm back, there are many people on vacation, so I went early."
After Fu Zhixing finished speaking, he glanced at the schoolbag on her shoulder, "Is it heavy? I'll help you carry it."
"No."
Ruan Yue pursed her lips and shook her head.
Inexplicably, I'm still a little bored...
She bowed her head and walked forward, and unexpectedly remembered the phrase "she is too delicate" that Fu Zhixing said in her mind. He probably didn't like girls being too dependent on others, but in fact, many habits of getting along with each other , He nurtured her for her.
Are you taking care of her like an ignorant younger sister
Ruan Yue was thinking wildly, and heard him ask again: "Do you want something to drink?"
She turned her head, just in time to see the KFC dessert stand on the corner of the street.
Before she could answer, Fu Zhixing had already put the paper bag in his hand on the stone steps by the side of the road, and said to her, "Wait for me."
Ruan Yue stood under the shade and waited for him.
It was noon, and there were quite a lot of people at the dessert station. Fu Zhixing ran to the window, and there were several people lined up in front of him. He stood at the end of the line and subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the intersection.
Ruan Yue is 1.67 meters tall, considered tall among girls. Today she is on vacation, she is dressed more casually, with a white round neck short T and a mesh skirt, standing there gracefully, making people feel that her waist is thin and her legs are thin Long, clean and beautiful.
Looking away, Fu Zhixing pulled his lips and smiled.
He didn't even notice that the girls beside him turned their heads frequently and secretly looked at him.
"A cup of snow top jasmine, and a cup of snow top coffee."
Finally at the window, he bowed his head to take the money and said something to the waiter.
"God, this voice!"
Without hesitation whispered, all of a sudden passed into his ears.
Without squinting, he stood indifferently and calmly. After receiving two drinks from the waiter, he turned and walked towards the intersection.
Ruan Yue had been waiting for a long time, perhaps because she was bored, she kicked the steps with her toes.
She has an introverted personality, and she would enjoy herself when she was alone. Fu Zhixing felt amused, and stretched out his hand to pass out the herbal tea, "Here."
Ruan Yue reached out to pick it up, and her fingertips accidentally touched his.
"Thanks."
She retracted her fingertips uncomfortably, lowered her head, and opened her mouth to bite the straw.
For some reason, Fu Zhixing suddenly remembered a few words he heard in the dining hall: Like to bite straws is one of the manifestations of insecurity. Such girls are generally more lacking in love and have stronger physical desires...
Inexplicably, he blushed.
…
On the second floor facing the street, by the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Watching the two men walk away, Lu Chen tightened his grip on the cue. After a long while, he turned around and put the cue on the table, "I'm not playing anymore."
"This game isn't over yet!"
The man on the opposite side yelled with dissatisfaction.
"All the money belongs to you, find someone else to go, okay?"
Lu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked over, with a sullen and patient look in his eyes, he successfully silenced the disgruntled man.
Watching him walk away, some of the onlookers smiled, "Who is this, you can't be young and crazy, you have a big temper."
"The god of the small gun, have you heard of it?"
"..."
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