Transmigrating into the Male Supporting Character’s Ex-wife

Chapter 22

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It was the first time for Ruan Jiujiu to fly first class, and when he boarded the plane, he began to look around excitedly.

Cheng Juan looked at her like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. Although he didn't understand why Ruan Jiujiu was so happy, his mood also improved.

Ruan Jiujiu said in a low voice, "I've only been in economy class before."

Almost every time there are many people, unlike here, it is empty and spacious, there are not many people at all. Stretch your legs as much as you want, as comfortable as you want. Even the plane meals are better than usual.

To Ruan Jiujiu's surprise, Cheng Juan was not very interested in plane meals.

"You don't like it?"

In Ruan Jiujiu's impression, Cheng Juan's stomach was like a huge trash can, everything could be poured into it. How could a man who can live on junk food like instant noodles be picky

Cheng Juan's answer was slow: "Too much."

Ruan Jiujiu: "Oh!" She didn't even dare to think about such a sweet burden.

After drinking a cup of yogurt, he lazily leaned on the back of his back. He didn't seem to move at all from the hot meal, but Ruan Jiujiu ate very deliciously. She was a little embarrassed to ask for another one, lest she really look like a bumpkin and be ridiculed by the stewardess, but she didn't seem full after eating one.

Ruan Jiujiu: "..." Her eyes fell on Cheng Juan's share.

Cheng Juan should have fallen asleep, motionless, eyes closed, breathing evenly. A few days ago, he often left early and returned late, his eyes were a little blue, probably because he didn't sleep well.

Ruan Jiujiu didn't feel like disturbing him.

She moved the hot meal quietly, opened it again quietly, and lifted the spoon to scoop up a spoonful.

Cheng Juan didn't fall asleep at all, he never slept on the plane. He opened his eyes slightly, and saw Ruan Jiujiu buried his head in his meal like a hamster, and his faint voice sounded: "Didn't you say you're losing weight?"

Ruan Jiujiu choked, but was speechless: "..."

This guy is still thinking about her eating alone.

Ruan Jiujiu: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you when I go home."

Cheng Juan: "Man Han Quan..."

Ruan Jiujiu: "Okay, pretend I didn't say that."

The flight lasted about three hours. Ruan Jiujiu had enough to eat and drink, and happily put on headphones to watch a movie. What she didn't know was that at the same time, there were several "traveling" partners sitting in the economy class.

Fu Zicheng was terrified all the way: "It's over, the boss finds out that we will die!"

Tu Nan: "How can I not know?"

Isn't this afraid of causing a family crisis

Tu Nan took a mouthful of chicken rice depressedly, very unhappy. In order not to expose his identity, he can only book the economy class. The food is not delicious at all. Most importantly, he can only travel with sunglasses on, and he can't show his whole face during the trip, so as not to be discovered.

In this way, a pleasant (?) three-day vacation is about to begin.

Ruan Jiujiu was stunned after arriving at the hotel.

She actually forgot to ask how many rooms she booked! Ruan Jiujiu didn't realize that something was wrong until he raised a finger at the front desk. She asked, "Can you add another room at your own expense?"

"I'm sorry, here we all make VIP reservations in advance, and the vacancies are limited." The front desk lady was almost seduced by Cheng Juan, and her face turned red.

Ruan Jiujiu sighed.

"it is good."

Fortunately, it's a suite, it's like being at home, and each sleeps in its own place.

Cheng Juan beside him kept wandering away, as if in a daze. Ruan Jiujiu dragged him towards the stairs, and when the two reached the door, Cheng Juan glanced at the hall thoughtfully, but did not speak.

There was only one hotel here, and Tu Nan and the others had to choose the remaining rooms.

The lady at the front desk said politely: "Sir, the lady who made an appointment in advance wants two rooms."

Tu Nan's heart tightened: "Did you give it to her?"

"Of course not." She showed a professional smile, "When couples come to us, there will always be only one vacant room."

It can be said to be very good.

Tu Nan gave a thumbs up.

"Which room do you want, sir?"

"Just a little closer to the pair just now." So that you can control the next travel plan.

It just so happens that the three of them live in a flat, and An Rou lives in a flat by herself.

Three single men crowded into the room, each sitting on the carpet with a bottle of beer, and sighed in unison. What's the matter.

Tu Nan said, "An Rou has been with us for several years."

Fu Zicheng nodded: "One or two years."

"You said it's been so long, why haven't you figured out the boss's temper? I'm doing this for her own good." When he thought of the little girl being confused and bumping into the muzzle of the gun, he couldn't help but get angry.

Only Jiao Fan exclaimed belatedly: "What do you mean? She likes the boss?"

The other two were speechless: "What do you think!"

Deserves to be single.

same moment.

Ruan Jiujiu tidied up and prepared to change into his swimsuit and go out to play. She excitedly took out her new camera from the suitcase, and greeted Cheng Juan: "Take a picture of me later!"

Turning around, he couldn't find Cheng Juan.

Ruan Jiujiu managed to capture it in the kitchen.

Cheng Juan drank a can of Coke and sat on the sofa. Ruan Jiujiu said, "I can go out in a while." Hearing this sentence, he found a bunch of nuts and snacks from the drawer with experience, and ate them slowly. Sure enough, after eating for more than an hour, Ruan Jiujiu, who had changed into his swimsuit, finally walked out of the room with his coat on.

Her body proportions are excellent, with slender white and tender legs, and a curvy body, everything is graceful and moving. Any man will be charmed.

His eyes paused for a moment on her snow-white skin.

Ruan Jiujiu raised his head and said, "I know I'm pretty, you can watch it if you want."

Cheng Juan pointed to her fleshy belly: "You are fat..."

Ruan Jiujiu: "Shut up."

The sunset in the evening is charming, the water on the beach is clear and clean, the sky and the sea meet, and you can see the sunset gradually sinking.

Ruan Jiujiu's mind was full of all kinds of ins-style supermodel photos. She found a good angle, stood on the reef, and slowly lifted the gauze. From a distance, she seemed to be flying up with the erratic yarn. This posture was not easy, Ruan Jiujiu couldn't turn his head back, and asked Cheng Juan loudly: "Is it all right?"

"Ok."

"I'll see what it looks like."

Ruan Jiujiu ran over excitedly, picked up the camera, and his originally crooked eyes froze in an instant. This landscape photo is really beautiful. The clear sea water is coated with a layer of gold. From a distance, there are magnificent clouds in the sky, like a holy place on earth.

But.

Ruan Jiujiu looked around and asked, "What about me????"

"Here." Cheng Juan pointed, Ruan Jiujiu zoomed in, and finally found a black shadow on a rock.

It's okay if you don't see it, but it's even more annoying to see it.

Shooting from this angle, it looks like an eagle squatting on the reef... The angle can be called death, Ruan Jiujiu has a complicated expression, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

She was sullen, and her death gaze finally aroused Cheng Juan's desire to survive.

Cheng Juan asked seriously, "Is it too small?"

"What are you talking about!" she said angrily.

To be able to photograph her as an eagle, only Cheng Juan, a straight man with honey, can do it, okay

In order to make up for his mistakes, Cheng Juan took another photo of Ruan Jiujiu.

Ruan Jiujiu emphasized several times to find a good angle for her, and not to shoot too small. It is necessary to shoot a dreamy feeling, as if she is the goddess of the Dunhuang murals, ecstatic.

While Cheng Juan was looking for an angle, Ruan Jiujiu glanced back and saw that his position was not far from him, so he continued to pose with satisfaction.

Waited for a while.

Ruan Jiujiu: "Are you ready?"

Cheng Juan's tone was very erratic: "It's beautiful. It's very artistic."

Ruan Jiujiu: "???"

She had a sense of foreboding.

She jumped off the rock and ran to Cheng Juan to take the camera. There was a thunderbolt for a moment, and she almost didn't realize that the person in the photo was herself.

This time the distance was indeed close enough, so close that he almost took a picture of her body, and the most terrible thing was that Cheng Juan still took such a picture from an upward angle.

In the photo, Ruan Jiujiu's figure is huge, directly occupying the entire frame. This aura blocks out the sun and the beach, the setting sun, and the sky. She is not the goddess of the Dunhuang murals, she is simply a dog eating the sun.

This angle is so retarded that Ruan Jiujiu wants to tie a rocket to Cheng Juan immediately, so that he will go to heaven and never come back.

Ruan Jiujiu gritted his teeth sullenly, and the good little fairy was driven crazy: "Have you heard of the beach murder case?"

Cheng Juan, who silently took two steps back, tried to change the subject: "...It seems that dinner is about to start."