Sickly Love: Master Ruan, fierce and aggressive!

Just about to be questioned, he turned and saw song Baozhu sitting by his bed.

She is wearing a suspender skirt, which is not really a skirt, because it can hardly cover any meat, which is the same as being naked.

"Why are you here?"

He frowned and asked because the pollution in the room was very unpleasant.

Song Baozhu stood up, walked towards him, put his hand on his shoulder, and said affectably, "Tingchen, don't you want me here?"

The smell became more and more pungent. He patted off her hand and stepped back: "get out."

This was a sign of his anger. The more angry he was, the colder his voice became.

After six years, song Baozhu learned some skills of observing words and colors. Seeing that he didn't eat this set, he immediately changed into a look of tears.

"The old lady called me over."

Although he said soft words, the compulsion inside and outside the words was obvious enough. Ruan Tingchen's little patience had long been wiped out by her and Mrs. Ruan.

"She told you to die. Will you go too?"

Song Baozhu was stunned. Unexpectedly, he reacted like this.

"Now, get out right away, or I'll call someone over. It's you who lose face."

"Also, one more word, even if you can marry into the Ruan family, the person who marries you will not be me. I advise you to die of this heart, and you deserve it?"

Song Baozhu's eyes were unwilling. She glanced at Ruan Tingchen and walked out reluctantly.

She is bound to win this soft and hard man. Ruan Tingchen, wait, Mrs. Ruan, only I can be!

Without song Baozhu in the room, Ruan Tingchen calmed down. The fragrance had not completely dissipated. He went to the wine cabinet and poured himself some wine.

She doesn't deserve it. Who deserves it?

The woman doesn't seem to have such a strange smell. It smells good. The faint smell of shower gel is as fresh as after the spring rain. It's as addictive as the whisky in his hand.

"Interesting."

His eyes were shining, even in the dark.

"She kicked me out again."

Song Baozhu enters the room and angrily calls Bai Na.

"It doesn't work to move the old lady out!"

At the thought of this, song Baozhu was gnashing her teeth. If she hadn't made a mistake, how could song wanwei pick up this cheap? But she had a good life and gave birth to Ruan Tingchen!

"What are you doing with such an atmosphere?" Bai Na over there looked very calm: "just you can't hold your breath. What can I expect you to do?"

"What do you say?"

I wanted some comfort, but I didn't expect to be angry twice inside and outside.

"You have now moved into Ruan's house. Old lady Ruan still likes you so much. What are you afraid of?"

"He just said he wouldn't marry me at all."

Thinking of the way he had just made up his mind, song Baozhu felt even more hopeless and disoriented.

"How dare he listen to Mrs. Ruan's words? If he can stay in the house today, it means that he is still afraid of Mrs. Ruan. If he doesn't enter the oil and salt, you will please Mrs. Ruan. As long as Mrs. Ruan recognizes you, even if he brings others back at that time, Mrs. Ruan will not agree to their marriage."

Song Baozhu calmed down under the comfort of this sentence. It was like giving her a boost. She hooked her lips and looked out of the window: "I understand. I will become Mrs. Ruan."

"This is my good daughter. Mom is waiting for your good news." the other end of the phone laughed.

"Come and have dinner."

When Ruan Tingchen went downstairs, old lady Ruan and Ruan Junyan were sitting downstairs having breakfast with song Baozhu. When he saw the woman, he began to feel uncomfortable. He had planned to leave directly, but he thought that it would be better to make some words clear earlier.

"I'll take Junyan back to my place later."

The coffee at hand was still steaming. He didn't even bother to look at it and opened his mouth coldly.

"What are you talking about?"

Old lady Ruan heard the speech and threw her chopsticks on the table: "do you want to take Junyan away?"

He nodded. After getting the affirmative answer, the soft old lady only felt angry. She covered her chest and questioned him, "can you take care of him? I don't agree."

"I have invited a nutritionist and she will take care of it with me. Besides, I'm not here to ask for your consent, I'm just here to inform you."

His tone was indifferent, and he seemed to be used to such unreasonable trouble.

"You grow up and your wings are hard, aren't you?"

Ruan's popularity trembled. Song Baozhu, who sat silent for a long time, seized the opportunity and hurriedly helped Ruan's wife.

"Old lady, calm down. Tingchen may think we don't take good care of us, so he wants to take it away."

"Baozhu, don't speak for this unfilial son." old lady Ruan took her hand and it's not worth it for her: "you've paid so much, only I see it in my eyes. Don't worry, I'll make decisions for you."

"You can't be my Lord."

Ruan Tingchen spoke again and blocked old lady Ruan's words. Seeing that the soft old woman was going to be angry again, song Baozhu quickly handed her the water: "don't be angry, old lady. Maybe it was suggested by the nutritionist. Otherwise, Tingchen couldn't make such a decision suddenly."

She patted Ruan old lady gently on her back, and her words came into Ruan Tingchen's ears, but with an extremely sharp thorn.

It's easier to learn bad with such a gossip woman.

Ruan Junyan didn't speak. After the smoke on the battlefield was cleared, he spoke proudly to song Baozhu: "Dad, will that beautiful sister go too yesterday?"

He deliberately bit the words "sister" and heard song Baozhu's face turn blue and white.

Ruan Tingchen knew Ruan Junyan. As soon as his eyes turned, he knew what bad moves he was holding. Sure enough.

"Well, together."

He was very cooperative and went to see song Baozhu's expression.

"Then I'm going. I'm going to live with my father and my beautiful sister!"

Ruan Junyan was so excited that he took Mrs. Ruan's hand and shook it back and forth: "grandma, I'm going to live with my father."

Ruan Tingchen gave song Baozhu a pale look, got up, grabbed Ruan Junyan, and spoke again to Mrs. Ruan: "the nutritionist suggested that you take your time when he takes good care of himself."

With that, he took Ruan Junyan out of the door.

"Baozhu, junyanchang has never left me."

Old lady Ruan looked at the empty room and said, "did I really do wrong?"

The sign of the change of Mrs. Ruan's attitude came too suddenly. Song Baozhu was anxious: "Mrs. Ruan, what's wrong with you? You love Junyan so much. Maybe the nutritionist thinks Junyan's health is bad because you don't take good care of him. He wants more money to provoke Tingchen."