Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

"Nervous?"

On the round machine, Ruan Tingchen sat down next to song wanwei, next to song Tangtang and Ruan Junyan.

Song wanwei didn't dare to speak. She waited for the machine to start and looked back at death.

"Don't be nervous, just a minute."

Ruan Tingchen held song wanwei's hand and looked at her somewhat white face. He didn't know whether to worry or laugh: "relax, it hasn't started yet."

As soon as the voice fell, the machine had started and slowly rose. Song wanwei quickly closed her eyes and grabbed Ruan Tingchen's hand with her backhand: "my bank card password is 665421, remember."

The rise of the jumping machine is a slow process until song wanwei even recited the bank card password. The process of waiting for death is more terrible than death. Song wanwei has believed this since then.

"Ah!"

The machine dropped suddenly. Song wanwei screamed and grabbed Ruan Tingchen's injured hand, as if this could find a sense of existence. Ruan Tingchen's hand was pinched green and purple, and she didn't say a word.

When the machine stopped steadily, song wanwei opened the safety device with a white face, grabbed the trash can and retched twice.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Ruan Junyan looked at Song wanwei with some worry. Song Tangtang was also worried: "I finally know that when I mention going to the amusement park abroad, you'll blow up because of what."

Ruan Tingchen went to buy water and came late. He patted song wanwei twice along her back. He was relieved when song wanwei's face returned to blood.

"Don't take your mother to play such dangerous games in the future!"

Ruan Tingchen warned Ruan Junyan and song Tangtang. The two little devils refused to throw the pot because they didn't give face: "just now, it was clear that you brought your mother over, okay!"

Ruan Tingchen, who was stabbed in his heart, looked stiff. Gu left and right said to him, "then my father will protect my mother in the future."

I don't know if this sentence means something, but most smart people like song wanwei will connect with what they just said. They don't seem to need a real apology. Song wanwei's mood suddenly widened and looked at the world and felt much brighter.

"Go home."

Her forgiveness is also very abstract, but Ruan Tingchen should feel it. Song wanwei smiled and got on the car.

"Wan Wei."

At night, a low male voice came from the other end of the phone. Song wanwei was stunned and looked at the strange number on her mobile phone.

"Are you?"

It sounds familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.

The head was stunned and smiled bitterly: "I, Yan Qing."

His voice was a little lonely. When she wanted to listen carefully, she couldn't really hear anything. Song wanwei was stunned and replied, "President Yan?"

For this title, the man at the other end of the phone was obviously not very satisfied. He frowned and said unhappily, "just call my name."

"Yan Qing." song wanwei is obedient and doesn't intend to waste a lot of time on such boring things.

The man opposite seemed satisfied, and his voice became happy.

"What's the matter so late?" she was holding a book in her hand and was just about to go in and tell a story to Ruan Junyan and song Tangtang.

For Yan Qing, although he always looks unreliable, song wanwei can really put down her guard in front of him and express wholeheartedly. It also needs fate to be a friend, such as the end without illness between her and Liu Zhen, and the first sight between her and Yan Qing.

"Nothing. Do you know Liu Zhen?"

When Liu Zhen's name suddenly appeared in Song wanwei's ear, song wanwei felt some emotion in Harbin and replied, "what's the matter?"

"I found something about Liu Zhen. If you are close to Liu Zhen recently, remember to be careful."

Yan Qing's voice was a little serious, but song wanwei didn't feel vigilant at all. She was only disappointed: "I shouldn't be very close to Liu Zhen recently."

I thought I was a lifelong friend, but I didn't expect to cut two pieces in front of men. Is friendship better than love or their friendship fragile and vulnerable.

"Wan Wei."

Yan Qing's name is song wanwei: "the cooperation with song's group may be handed over to you by others."

If you don't want to hide it in your heart, you can't hide it at all. Like you, you can't escape from the corners of your eyes and eyebrows.

"Why?"

This shocked song wanwei, and her tone finally made some waves. If she had only been a simple partner before, the short conversation at the Ruan family had successfully classified Yan Qing into the ranks of friends.

"Is something wrong with you?"

Song wanwei's concern was hard won. Although Ruan Tingchen was standing beside her, Yan Qing was still very useful: "I'm going to be a soldier."

"So suddenly?"

"Well, it's not very sudden. It's been delayed for another period of time. Now it can't be delayed."

However, some experienced people can understand this kind of thing. For example, song wanwei at this moment: "then pay attention to safety and have a good trip."

In a family like the Yan family, there are too many people who can't help themselves. Children are tools for making contacts. They probably want to develop other businesses before they choose to send Yan Qing to the army.

"Don't worry too much. Your family should help take good care of it."

Hearing song wanwei's words, Yan Qing unconsciously warmed her heart. Although such words are of no substantive use, warmth is already the best use.

"Good night."

After a long silence, Yan Qing first prepared to end.

Suddenly a male voice came from the opposite side: "who are you talking to?"

"OK." song wanwei politely hung up the phone and seemed to be perfunctory. Yan Qing smiled helplessly, but his eyes were sharp again at the thought of Ruan Tingchen.

Ruan Tingchen, I hope you treat her well and don't give him a chance, otherwise he will never let him see song wanwei again.

"No one is the young master of the Yan family."

"Young master of the Yan family?" Ruan Tingchen wondered on his face, "how did you know each other?"

Song wanwei answered, "the Yan family has cooperation with song's group."

"Why are you calling so late?"

A wave of reluctance seethed in Ruan Tingchen's chest. She was married. Didn't Yan Qing know?

Aware of his displeasure, song wanwei began to pay attention to her words: "sometimes things of cooperation are urgent. What day and night, a minute late, all the money lost."

She didn't mention Liu Zhen. Although song wanwei was no longer angry, it was a pimple between Ruan Tingchen and song wanwei. She looked as open as song wanwei. She still didn't add trouble to each other.