Lao Meng's invitation came as promised. Ruan Jiujiu specially put on makeup, and while she was applying mascara, Cheng Juan silently floated to Ruan Jiujiu's side like a ghost.
"What's this?" He pointed at the mascara.
"Ouch, you scared me to death!"
Cheng Juan's inquiry suddenly sounded in the silent room, making Ruan Jiujiu tremble in fright, a piece of mascara rubbed onto his eyelids, and half of his eye shadow was ruined.
"Can you say hello first next time?"
Cheng Juan said slowly: "Isn't it? It's like how is the weather today, what did you eat for lunch, and finding an access point in what the other party is doing will make the conversation between the two of them easier .”
His long list of theories surprised Ruan Jiujiu.
"Where did you learn it from?" Cheng Juan even started to pay attention to the skills of conversation, which is amazing.
Ruan Jiujiu's question made Cheng Juan's eyes wander for a moment: "Online advertisements."
"Oh… "
If Ruan Jiujiu knew that he had read all the books on gender issues, he would have laughed out loud on the spot. What needs to be emphasized here is that Boss Cheng adhered to strict guidelines, referred to various data, mainly based on Douban scores, and finally made a book list.
The ultimate secret book list, only he is qualified to know the specific content.
Ruan Jiujiu wiped off the smudged mascara with a cotton swab, and then continued: "You eat by yourself at night, I have to go out."
"where are you going?"
"Lao Meng said that it would be a good thing for me to take me to a small party and get in touch with some seniors. It will probably be dark when I come back, so...you can figure it out."
Cheng Juan was silent for a long time, hummed, and walked out of Ruan Jiujiu's bedroom silently.
Ruan Jiujiu: "???"
For some reason, she always imagined the scene of Cheng Juan singing "Little Cabbage" with snowflakes on his head. Ruan Jiujiu quickly shook his head to get this weird scene out of his mind.
She carried her small bag, and curled her shoulder-length hair casually a few times. She flicked her hair casually, and saw Cheng Juan sitting on the sofa.
"You remember to eat, don't eat junk food."
Cheng Juan's eyes followed her.
Ruan Jiujiu stood at the door and changed his shoes, raised his head, and Cheng Juan walked up to him with his pockets in one hand. Ruan Jiujiu waved at him: "Then I'll be leaving."
"come back earlier."
Cheng Juan stood alone at the door, as if Ruan Jiujiu had abandoned him. Ruan Jiujiu couldn't bear to be stared at, and was thinking about whether to appease him. At this moment, Cheng Juan said slowly: "The fried chicken shop downstairs doesn't deliver food at night, I don't want to go downstairs, when you come back Bring me one."
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
Cheng Juan: "I want sweet chili sauce and mayonnaise. Oh, add some French fries and a bottle of Coke."
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
Cheng Juan: "I'm done talking, you can go."
Ruan Jiujiu: "..."
The word clang was thrown to Cheng Juan, a dog man.
"goodbye!"
Lao Meng drove the car by himself, just in time to pick up Ruan Jiujiu. Ruan Jiujiu was a little embarrassed, but fortunately Lao Meng was on the way, so she sent Lao Meng the address. Lao Meng came early, and Ruan Jiujiu saw a coquettish sapphire blue BMW from a long distance away. The sides of the body were painted, and he didn't know what it was.
This car is extremely eye-catching. Passers-by who came and went looked back a few more times, and some took out their mobile phones to take a few photos as souvenirs.
Lao Meng sat in the driver's seat and said, "I'm afraid you won't find it."
"It's impossible to find it." Ruan Jiujiu fastened his seat belt, "Your car is the most beautiful boy in the center of the stage."
Lao Meng took this as a compliment and laughed out loud.
"I really didn't expect you two to live in such an ordinary upstairs. The safety factor is not too high. If you want to, you should change to a high-end apartment. There are a lot of bad people these days. Don't think too simple about the world."
"Well, I see."
How can Ruan Jiujiu say that this building is more than just a house to Cheng Juan. For him, it may carry many unbearable past events.
"The little beauty is really well dressed today. Alas, it's a pity that my son is still studying, or I will let you wait for him. Do you have any beautiful sisters in your family? Leave some for me."
Ruan Jiujiu: "?? How do you say it sounds like human trafficking."
The two chatted along the way, and to be precise, it was still Lao Meng's unilateral bombing mode, rambling on to Ruan Jiujiu about how fun the spring comic exhibition was. Ruan Jiujiu was dizzy when she heard it, but luckily it was not far from the club where the party was held. When she got out of the car, it was like Andy escaped from Shawshank Prison, eager to open his hands to welcome the fresh and free air.
The place where we gather together is a private club, and you will show your membership card when you go in and out. Ruan Jiujiu sees it fresh, and follows Lao Meng along the way, trying not to behave like a country bumpkin.
Lao Meng was amused by her stiff appearance: "It's okay, don't be nervous, we are a group of good friends with a lively personality."
"Hoo..."
Ruan Jiujiu let out a long breath: "Okay, I see."
The waiter led the two of them to one of the rooms, and the corridor was silent, as if there was no one there. Ruan Jiujiu suppressed his nervousness, and the waiter opened the door—
The few people sitting on the sofa turned their heads one after another, and everyone had a bunch of notes pasted on their faces. The scene was as funny as it could be. When Ruan Jiujiu was shocked and at a loss, she almost laughed, but she suppressed it back extremely quickly.
Lao Meng laughed out loud without losing face: "You guys are playing cards again."
"Isn't it waiting for you? Behind is the legendary chirping bird, right? Why is the little girl so beautiful? Come here, come here, the middle seat is reserved for you."
Several people waved their hands excitedly, and sure enough, as Lao Meng said, they had no airs at all, and were even overly enthusiastic.
Ruan Jiujiu sat in the middle of the sofa, feeling like he was on pins and needles. Besides Lao Meng, there were three other people, two middle-aged men, and a slightly younger woman. Lao Meng introduced their identities to Ruan Jiujiu respectively. It looks inconspicuous, but each of them is like a mountain in the same industry. Among them, Wei Wei is almost half-retired due to personal reasons, and his works are hard to find.
Ruan Jiujiu couldn't help but be more respectful when he learned of his contribution to Guoman.
"Oh, don't be so cautious, be careful not to be posted."
When Lao Wei was talking, the note on his face was blown up and down by him, Ruan Jiujiu couldn't be serious for a while, and looked at them embarrassingly.
Lao Meng laughed: "I said it all, a bunch of old kids."
His words were rejected by the three of them unanimously: "Bah! You are only old, and I will always be eighteen years old."
"that is."
Ruan Jiujiu gradually relaxed amidst their bantering from time to time. A few people were full of curiosity about her, and asked Ruan Jiujiu many questions, including where she graduated from and who she studied under, Ruan Jiujiu couldn't answer, so she could only vaguely say that she was self-taught.
"Your work has aura, and the little girl has a great future in her future development, so she doesn't have to make games."
"Then what?" Ruan Jiujiu was taken aback.
Lao Meng changed the topic and said: "This old man is very bad. He always persuades people to change their careers. Don't listen to him. Let's not talk about work today."
Old Wei wasn't angry either, he picked up his teacup and said, "Then I'll punish myself with a cup. Don't be angry, Jiujiu."
"Of course I won't be angry." Ruan Jiujiu said with a smile.
After three rounds of tea, I almost ate the fruit plate, my cheeks hurt from chewing dried fruit snacks, and I drank a lot of tea. This kind of gathering was very different from what Ruan Jiujiu had expected. She had thought that she would go through a severe test, but she had pulled herself together and made every possible preparation. Now, she drank tea and just wanted to go to the toilet.
It's really not about work if you don't talk about work. It's interesting to listen to them talk about some ordinary trivial matters.
As everyone was talking, the topic shifted to Ruan Jiujiu again.
Sister Xu asked with a smile: "You and your family have a good relationship, it's nice to be young."
"Yeah, when are you planning to have a baby? But it's not bad to play for a few more years, or are you a DINK?"
Ruan Jiujiu was a little embarrassed when asked.
have a baby? The horoscope has not been written yet.
After experiencing such an interruption, Ruan Jiujiu suddenly realized the sense of crisis in the long-term safety belt. Thinking about it carefully, even though Cheng Juan is a bit of a dog, he is also a normal man and cannot reproduce asexually.
So, Cheng Juan also has desires.
have desires.
... desire.
It was probably because Cheng Juan was too docile in front of Ruan Jiujiu, and would not be like other domineering presidents who would forcefully kiss and throw him on the big bed, which caused her to have no scruples when facing Cheng Juan.
Jun Jun... is also a mature man.
Ruan Jiujiu, who was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of crisis, froze.
Until the party was over, until Lao Meng sent her downstairs, until Ruan Jiujiu bought fried chicken and came in, she was immersed in some strange self-contradiction.
Is it difficult to admit that Cheng Juan is also a normal man? probably is. Ruan Jiujiu was imagining that they had a baby, and when Cheng Juan took the child to eat instant noodles and secretly found a bag of snacks from somewhere in the middle of the night, Ruan Jiujiu felt itchy and wanted to beat someone up.
Cheng Juan pushed open the door, and saw Ruan Jiujiu glared at him inexplicably, and stuffed fried chicken into his arms.
"Eat your fried chicken."
Cheng Juan: "?"
How could he know that Ruan Jiujiu was trying to figure out the day-to-day life of being a father in the future, and Ruan Jiujiu had an unknown fire.
Cheng Juan opened the bag, lowered his head and pulled it out, turned his face away and asked slowly, "Where's the soda?"
"Ah, I forgot."
Ruan Jiujiu sat in the bedroom and took off his makeup: "Look at the refrigerator, there probably is soda in the refrigerator. Don't drink too much."
Cheng Juan went to the kitchen as he said, and opened the refrigerator door. Inside was a row of Yakult, several cartons of milk, and several bottles of beer. He suddenly remembered that when he ordered takeaway last time, the store delivered the wrong drink and sent a few cans of beer as bottled Sprite, and the beer was left alone in the refrigerator. There wasn't even a bottle of soda left. Cheng Juan searched it several times and was sure he had only two choices.
Either wine or Yakult.
…or not.
Cheng Juan took the fried chicken in the bag, thought for a moment, and took out two cans of beer. He seldom drinks alcohol, but he has a good capacity for alcohol and has never been drunk. It is no problem to drink one or two cans of fruit beer as a drink.
After Ruan Jiujiu smeared his face for a long time, he walked out of the room. Cheng Juan was sitting on the sofa in the living room eating fried chicken.
"Hey, how do you drink beer?"
"The refrigerator is out of soda."
"Oh… "
"do you want to eat?"
Ruan Jiujiu shook his head: "I won't eat, my stomach is very full."
She was sitting next to Cheng Juan, crossing her legs and playing with her mobile phone. When Cheng Juan drank cold beer, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Ruan Jiujiu couldn't help being distracted from her peripheral vision. She could already imagine the wonderful taste of the cold liquid rolling down the esophagus.
To be precise, Ruan Jiujiu was a bit greedy.
She glanced at Cheng Juan several times, but was successfully captured by Cheng Juan: "Are you hungry?"
"No..." Ruan Jiujiu sat up straight and moved closer to him, "Is the beer good?"
Cheng Juan could still recall her drinking like crazy: "You can't drink."
"I'll just take a few sips. Don't worry, I won't go crazy with alcohol. I'll go back to my room and sleep after drinking."
At this moment, when Ruan Jiujiu was hungry, he had forgotten that he was still thinking about whether Cheng Juan was the same as other men when he came here.
She doesn't have to go to work the next day, and drinking beer will definitely cause her face to be a little swollen in the morning, but she has already decided to stay at home for a day tomorrow, so naturally she doesn't care about the swollen problem.
Ruan Jiujiu was obviously moved: "I'll just take a sip."
Cheng Juan recalled how she looked like when she was drunk.
His eyes flickered, as if he remembered some memories. This time, instead of refusing, he asked, "Would you like to open another bottle?"
"No, I'll just take a sip of yours."
"it is good."
The cold beer bottle lightly touched her skin, causing Ruan Jiujiu to tremble involuntarily. She raised her head and took a big sip, feeling so refreshed, she couldn't help but took another two sips before handing it to Cheng Juan.
"It's over! Here you go."
Cheng Juan took the beer bottle, as if it still carried the warmth of Ruan Jiujiu's lips.
Ruan Jiujiu lay comfortably on the sofa and played with his mobile phone. Cheng Juan beside him had already finished eating fried chicken and cleaned up the battlefield. When he passed by the living room, he took a look at Ruan Jiujiu. Ruan Jiujiu looked calm and didn't mean to be drunk at all.
"..." Boss Cheng didn't know what he was disappointed about.
It was getting late, Cheng Juan finished disposing of the kitchen waste, walked to Ruan Jiujiu and said, "I'm going to sleep, good night."
Ruan Jiujiu half-closed his eyes and didn't respond to him.
Cheng Juan said softly, "Don't sleep here again, you'll catch a cold."
Following Cheng Juan's reminder, Ruan Jiujiu frowned a little irritably, tapped his fingertips on his forehead, and rubbed it gently. The light at night shone on her body, making her skin whiter and fairer, as flawless as a piece of suet jade. When she raised her elbow, half of the loose sleeves slid down, revealing her slender arms.
She licked her lips and asked lazily, "then you can carry me back."
Cheng Juan: "?"
Ruan Jiujiu opened his eyes, a pair of peach blossom eyes filled with a misty smile, shimmering and charming.
"Brother Jun~"
He fell silent for an instant.
The gulp in the legend probably refers to people like Ruan Jiujiu, who is still unaware of his drinking capacity.
Ruan Jiujiu narrowed his eyes and waved at him as if he was boneless, giggling: "Brother Pig, carry me on your back."
Cheng Juan: "..."
Instantly changing from an ambiguous scene to Gao Laozhuang Zhu Bajie carrying his wife, the gap between the two is really too big.
He sighed, walked up to Ruan Jiujiu, let Ruan Jiujiu lean on him, and sent Ruan Jiujiu back to the bedroom with his arms and arms, and lay him down on the bed. The nephrite jade in his arms is warm and fragrant, but Boss Cheng's heart is as calm as water. The reason is that Ruan Jiujiu opened his mouth about pig brother and closed his mouth about my grandson, which really made the scene in front of him extremely strange.
Ruan Jiujiu put his arms around his neck and did not let go: "Tell me a story. Tell me a story."
Cheng Juan lost his temper after being quarreled with, and asked slowly, "What are you talking about?"
"Just... let's talk about One Thousand and One Nights."
Cheng Juan: "..."
This story can't be finished in a few days and nights.
Ruan Jiujiu was so drunk that he couldn't let go.
Her cheeks are powdery, her eyes are like shimmering shadows, and her red lips are soft and gorgeous, so charming. Sitting by the bed, Cheng Juan was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was digging holes for himself to make trouble for him.
Ruan Jiujiu suddenly chuckled, "You're so pretty."
Cheng Juan hated others judging his appearance since he was a child, but Ruan Jiujiu was definitely not someone else. He quietly looked down at Ruan Jiujiu, her neck was wrapped around her soft hands, and Ruan Jiujiu would only be so active when he was drunk.
Ruan Jiujiu didn't move for a while, and just when Cheng Juan thought she was asleep, he said vaguely, "I won't allow you to die...no one...can't hurt you..."
A wonderful emotion rolled in his chest, hot and tender.
Cheng Juan said in a low voice: "No." No one can hurt him except Ruan Jiujiu.
Ruan Jiujiu said the last sentence while half asleep and half awake.
"I'll be with you...so, don't be afraid."
In her dream, she saw Cheng Juan standing alone at the door, as if abandoned by the whole world. So, she said this to Cheng Juan.
"..."
The bedroom was unbelievably quiet.
The man sitting on the edge of the bed supported the mattress with one hand, letting Ruan Jiujiu put his arms around his neck. He bowed his head, his loose hair fell down, covering his eyelids, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly. He remained motionless and remained silent for a long time.
finally.
The man said in a slow and pleasant voice, "Then we have made an agreement."
The drunken Ruan Jiujiu didn't hear anything clearly, but muttered to himself, not knowing what kind of scene he was dreaming of again.
Cheng Juan leaned down and pressed a kiss on her red lips. The simple touch of lips made one's heart palpitate.
At the end, feeling that it wasn't enough, his kisses lingered on her brows, eyelids, forehead, and finally returned to her soft lips. He bit Ruan Jiujiu's lips lightly, as if a few ants had crawled over his lips, and she couldn't help but let out a soft groan due to the tiny itches.
The lips and tongues were easily pried apart, and the lips and tongues became entangled. Ruan Jiujiu was half asleep and half awake, feeling that the air in her lungs was about to be sucked out. She struggled a few times, but was grabbed by the wrist by the other party, as if a heavy weight was on her body, making her unable to move, and letting her move in a daze. The kiss became less and less serious.
His kiss went down her cheek and landed on her soft and fair neck.
The white skin is flawless, just like a piece of clean dyed cloth, waiting for some heavy ink to be smudged on it.
Fruit farmer Cheng Juan finally successfully planted a small red strawberry.
When he wanted to go further, Ruan Jiujiu gave up struggling and fell asleep at some point.
Cheng Juan: "..."
His throat seemed to swallow a piece of coal, the scorching temperature scorched the blood and the soft oral mucosa, and every nerve was screaming.
"Jiujiu..." His voice was dry and hoarse.
Instead of waking up, Ruan Jiujiu kicked the defenseless Cheng Juan off the bed. She is angry about getting up, and the most annoying thing is that others disturb her sleep, the indiscriminate attack in the drunk dream completely broke the charming atmosphere at the moment.
Sitting on the floor, Cheng Juan turned his face away and looked at Ruan Jiujiu.
She was fast asleep.
Cheng Juan was silent for a long time, then sighed again.
"Ugh."