Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

Song wanwei's steps upstairs also stopped. Some of them took it for granted: "take Junyan and Tangtang."

"Junyan wants to go back to his old house today. He can't come with us."

Ruan Tingchen looked at Song wanwei and didn't blush when she lied. Song wanwei fell into distress: "what should I do? Let's forget it today and talk about it later when everyone is here."

She said that she was going to come down from upstairs. Ruan Tingchen quickly called her: "why, what you said last time doesn't count?"

Song wanwei narrowed her eyes and thought for a long time before she remembered that she had promised him a big meal in the spicy hot shop yesterday.

This man, really, Ruan's family is very big, but he has been staring at her meal without blinking.

"Count, don't you mean to wait for Junyan and Tangtang to be together?"

"When we were together, you thanked me for the ideas I gave you today. You didn't thank me for the ideas I gave you yesterday, or did you just want to send me with that bowl of spicy hot?"

Speaking of this, song wanwei is still a little guilty. Who would have thought that Ruan Tingchen, a young master, looks invulnerable. A bowl of spicy hot can keep him in the toilet all night.

"Besides, he ate me up."

Obviously, it's a normal tone. Why does it sound so wronged? It's even like being coquettish.

Song wanwei is smart all over and quickly drives away all the ideas in her mind. Song wanwei, you must be crazy. What are you thinking all day?

"Let's go, let's go."

Song wanwei went upstairs to change her clothes and quickly promised him that he would continue like this. It was a great torture for her.

"I just said to invite you to dinner, but I didn't say to invite you to eat so expensive!"

Song wanwei sat in the revolving restaurant and looked at the price on the menu. Her heart was dripping blood. The evil capitalist seemed to have a natural ability to squeeze people.

"You said you would invite me to dinner, and is it expensive?"

Ruan Tingchen picked up the water at hand and took a shallow sip. When he looked at Song wanwei again, his eyes were full of joking smiles. He liked to see her like this. Compared with the lifeless tens of millions six years ago, he felt that she was real.

She has her own character, her own loveliness and her own persistence.

It was because of Bai Na and song Baozhu that they robbed her of the blank for so many years. At the thought of this, Ruan Tingchen's fist tightened, his eyes darkened, and a sense of regret surged into his heart.

"Caesar salad, fried salmon, cherry foie gras, Wellington steak."

Ruan Tingchen crossed his legs and secretly aimed at Song wanwei while ordering a meal at the waiter. He was unwilling to let go of any minor changes on her face. Seeing that she was holding back to a certain extent, he joked: "don't worry, Mr. Ruan will pay for Mrs. Ruan."

The waiter next to her couldn't help laughing. Song wanwei can't relax. What if she asks him to pay this time, what will she do next time?

"No! I want the same."

Song wanwei stubbornly ordered the order and returned the menu to the waiter. She looked at the waiter walking away and began to look bitter.

"I worked hard during the day, and I didn't eat a meal."

"It's not easy to earn some money. It's all for the stomach."

She kept complaining. Ruan Tingchen not only didn't feel irritable, but even felt that his voice was very pleasant. On the contrary, he drove away a lot of his original fatigue.

Although the meal was expensive, it was really delicious. Song wanwei nodded her head while cutting the steak until Zhou Xinyi stood in front of her, blocking the dim light.

"What a coincidence, Tingchen."

She wears very little. In the autumn wind, song wanwei wants to sneeze for her.

"Not at all."

Ruan Tingchen lowered his head and ate his own food without lifting his eyes.

Zhou Xinyi didn't make much trouble in the villa, but it still came to Ruan Tingchen's ears. He didn't like Zhou Xinyi, and now he's tired of hoping that she would disappear in situ.

"Ha ha, do you mind if I eat with you?"

Zhou Xinyi deliberately ignored song wanwei and asked the waiter to add a chair. Before she opened her mouth, Ruan Tingchen stopped her.

"Mind, please don't disturb our dinner here."

He was really rude. Song wanwei even sympathized with Zhou Xinyi for a second.

Sometimes, song wanwei is really curious about what material Zhou Xinyi's face is made of. For example, now, Ruan Tingchen has given such an impolite order to expel the guest. She can still stand here without changing her face or jumping.

"Are you ready?"

Seeing that Zhou Xinyi was quiet, Ruan Tingchen looked up at Song wanwei. Song wanwei was stunned and nodded silently.

As soon as she nodded, Ruan Tingchen got up, bypassed Zhou Xinyi from the other side, took song wanwei and left, as if looking at Zhou Xinyi more, he felt sick.

"What are you doing? I haven't finished yet?"

Ruan Tingchen drank and left his car outside the restaurant. They walked along the street. The evening wind blew slightly. It was another kind of scene.

Song wanwei has some regrets. It's so expensive. She hasn't had time to eat two more.

"Mrs. Ruan, you are a little ashamed."

He spoke with the smell of wine. Influenced by the evening wind, it smelled faint and seemed to become a different kind of fragrance.

"Self sufficiency, refuse to waste, where shame."

Song wanwei was unconvinced and blocked his way.

Ruan Tingchen was tall. Song wanwei looked unusually Petite when she stood in front of him. The dim light of the street lamp hit song wanwei's face and lit her eyes. Ruan Tingchen's heart moved slightly, his throat tightened, and her saliva slipped uncontrollably through her throat.

"Yes, no shame."

He followed her words and unconsciously brought some doting in his tone. Song wanwei smiled with satisfaction. She laughed like a silver bell at night.

Ruan Tingchen couldn't hold back any longer. He bent over and lowered his head and gently printed a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Song wanwei felt that her brain was "buzzing", leaving only a blank. Even time was completely still. For a long time, he raised his head, naturally took her hand and said, "go home."

There was no imaginary rejection in her heart, even with a trace of joy. Watching him hold her hand tightly, her steps became light.

The next day, song wanwei was awakened by the sound of her mobile phone.

"Mr. Song, the matters of the bidding meeting have been negotiated. Many companies have expressed their willingness to participate in the bidding information released last night. I think the bidding meeting can be advanced to this afternoon."

The assistant reported the progress to her. Song wanwei looked at the time and naturally understood that speed is important.