Li Shao's favorite wife record

Chapter 517

Seeing that she was pouting her lips and remained silent in an angry manner, Rong Yan let go of her jaw, "I'll pick you up at your school in the evening."

"Huh?" Beibei asked subconsciously, "You went to pick me up from my school? Then why didn't I see it?"

Rong Yan narrowed his eyes, "You didn't see me, but I saw you."

"Did you see me?" Mao Beibei looked suspicious.

Since I saw her, why didn't I call her?Since he was going to pick her up, why did he make her squeeze the subway, transfer to the bus, and come back in circles?
Rong Yan: "..."

At the school gate, openly being so close to a boy, it's really hard not to let him see.

But, can he tell her that he didn't call her because he was unhappy and did it on purpose?

Of course not!

"In short, you have to keep a distance from all the opposite sex!"

Mao Beibei was not convinced, "Why?"

Why can't she get close to the opposite sex when he can be surrounded by beautiful women?

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows lightly, "I'm the creditor! You're a soldier."

"I..." Fuck you, uncle!

Most of the last sentence stuck in my throat, "It's not fair!"

"I think it's fair."

Mao Beibei: "..."

Fair, fair sir!

Rong Yan had already turned around to leave, but when she reached the kitchen door, she stopped in her footsteps and looked back at Mao Beibei abruptly.

"Don't talk dirty!"

"..." Mao Beibei had a ghostly expression on his face.

-

To be honest, Lichuan's homework is really nothing compared to Nuancheng Mingchuan.

Mao Beibei spent three hours solving homework, stretched her muscles, turned on the computer, and started writing today's update.

The keyboard was crackling in her hands, and the time passed unknowingly.

It was past eleven o'clock, and on time, I sent out today's update.

"Okay!" After clicking the send button, seeing the words that the release was successful, Mao Beibei leaned heavily on the chair and let out a heavy breath.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The voice was very soft, not knocking on her door, but knocking on the door next door.

Then, a soft voice came, "Rong Yan, are you asleep?"

It's Manqing's voice!

Stay up late at night and run to knock on Rong Yan's door?

Mao Beibei bit her lip, the flames of gossip blazed in her heart.

For some unknown reason, she got up from the chair, tiptoed to the door, and pressed her ears to the door, listening to the movement outside.

It's no wonder that the sound insulation effect of the door is not good, it's really quiet at night, and she and Rong Yan live next door, so it's hard not to hear it.

It seemed that someone opened the door, and Man Qing's voice came again, "You're not asleep yet."

"Hmm. Is there something wrong?" Rong Yan's voice was flat.

Mao Beibei snorted, she didn't believe that he could remain indifferent to the beauty who threw herself into her arms in the middle of the night?

Judging by his appearance, he doesn't look like the type who would abstain from sex.

"I... I can't sleep, can I have a chat with you?" Man Qing's voice came again, with a bit of uneasiness in his voice.

Sure enough, do you want to take the initiative to throw yourself into your arms?

Mao Beibei frowned, thinking.

After a few seconds of silence, Man Qing's voice sounded again: "If it's inconvenient, then forget it..."

"Come in." Rong Yan's voice followed.

Mao Beibei almost made a noise with contempt, really couldn't control it?

The outside door closed and the sound died away.

Mao Beibei straightened up, "Death face stinks face flame, it's obvious that I don't love myself, and the villain will sue first!"

She walked back to the computer, originally planning to write another chapter or two, but for some reason, her thoughts were all messed up, and she didn't hold back a word after sitting for a long time.

Finally, she turned off the computer, washed her face and got into the quilt.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of Rong Yan and Man Qing together automatically appeared in his mind.

In my mind, there are more like a hundred thousand whys, and I have been bubbling with question marks——

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, black lights and blind lights, what are they doing?
If Overlord Rong Yan insists on bowing, will Man Qing refuse?
It's been 10 minutes, why haven't they come out yet?Nothing at all?

Nothing really happened, right?
Mao Beibei tossed and turned several times, sat up straight from the bed, scratched some messy hair, with a look of despair.

She slapped herself on the forehead, "Mao Beibei, what are you thinking about? Are they together, what are they doing, what are you doing? Go to sleep!"

After finishing speaking, he fell straight back on the bed and pulled the quilt over his head.

"..."

One second, two seconds... ten seconds!
"Huh!" She sat up again, "No, what if something happens? What if Manqing doesn't want to? No, no, no!"

She threw off the quilt and stepped on her slippers and went out the door.

It was already 11:30 in the night, and at this point, everyone basically fell asleep.Even if there are still people who haven't fallen asleep, most of them are watching TV and swiping their phones in their own rooms.

Mao Beibei stood at the door of the room for a while, and put her ear on Rong Yan's door, wanting to hear the movement inside.

However, after listening for a long time, there was no sound at all.

Could it be... They have finished rolling the sheets, turned off the lights and went to sleep?

Beibei was inexplicably upset.

Just when she was hesitating, not knowing what to do, the door opened with a click.

As soon as she stayed, she collided with the people inside.

Mao Beibei: "..."

When Rong Yan saw her, she wasn't surprised at all. Instead, her thin lips curled up, her eyes glowed, as if she had already seen through her.

Before Beibei could react, he had already stepped out and closed the door behind him.

The moment he approached, Mao Beibei subconsciously turned around and was about to run away, but Rong Yan's hand had already stretched out, holding her shoulder with his palm.Without further ado, the domineering force led her downstairs.

Mao Beibei's scalp was numb, and she didn't know what to do.

In just a few minutes, many thoughts had turned in her mind.

But no matter what, it was always a bit embarrassing to be discovered just like that.

By the time she realized it, she had been led by Rong Yan to the kitchen downstairs.

Seeing him turn on the stove and fill the pot with water, a thought suddenly flashed into her mind.

When Rong Yan turned around, she saw her eyes straightened, her arms outstretched, and she turned around unsteadily to leave.

He unceremoniously stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and brought her back, "Stay awake in the middle of the night, staring at my room door in a daze?"

Mao Beibei's eyes were blank, and she continued to dangle around.

Rong Yan looked at her amusedly, "Sleepwalking?"

"Yes, yes, it's sleepwalking!" Mao Beibei nodded secretly in her heart.

"I heard that sleepwalkers don't remember what they did in their dreams?" Rong Yan asked again.

That tone seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking her.

Mao Beibei didn't dare to look into his eyes, and continued to dangle and pretend to be sleepwalking.

She thought that Rong Yan would let her go, but she didn't expect that he suddenly raised his hand and held her chin. Before she could react, he lowered his head and kissed her with warm lips.

Mao Beibei froze violently, "..."

This... this, this... what the hell?

Rong Yan actually... actually kissed her? ! !

Mao Beibei's mind was completely messed up.

A crisp sound of "哗啦" broke the tranquility of the room, Mao Beibei's mind was pulled back, she stretched out her hand and pushed Rong Yan away suddenly, she also staggered back a few steps, and her back was pressed against the refrigerator.

At the door of the kitchen, there was a pile of broken porcelain.

Man Qing looked at the two people in the kitchen with a pale face, her lips trembling.

Mao Beibei closed her eyes with a look of despair.

Rong Yan wiped the corners of her lips very calmly, raised her eyes to look at Man Qing, "What's wrong?"

Man Qing quickly lowered his eyes, his complexion could no longer be described as ugly.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say a word.

Mao Beibei looked at it, probably her heart was broken into pieces!
"I'm sorry..." Man Qing suddenly said sorry inexplicably, turned around and left.

Soon, her figure disappeared at the stairs.

Rong Yan didn't intend to chase, but turned around calmly, and looked at Mao Beibei with a pair of black eyes, "Are you awake?"

The corner of Beibei's mouth twitched imperceptibly, "..."

He was still in the mood to wonder if she was awake?
"Man...Miss Manqing seems to have...misunderstood." She pointed to the direction where Manqing left.

According to the direction of the normal plot, shouldn't he immediately catch up?
But Rong Yan didn't.

Not only did he not, he turned around and cooked the noodles calmly.

Mao Beibei: "..."

She thought that Manqing would be angry and leave the Rong's house without looking back.

But it didn't.

Rong Yan carried the noodles into the room, and she was standing upright by the window with her arms around her.

The noodles were gently placed on the table, "It's ready to eat."

After dropping these four words, he turned around and wanted to go out.

"Rong Yan!" Man Qing turned around suddenly, rushed over in a few steps, and hugged him passionately from behind, "Don't go..."

There was a cry in the voice, and the whole person was shaking violently.

"What's wrong with you?" Rong Yan sensed that something was wrong with her, and turned around to look at her.

Man Qing's face was already wet with tears, and he looked like pear blossoms with rain, very pitiful.

She tightly clutched Rong Yan's skirt, her expression was full of bewilderment, "Rong Yan, what's going on with you and Miss Mao? Why...why did you treat her..."

She really couldn't say the word kiss.

She said she was hungry and took the opportunity to act like a baby with him.

Because she knew that Rong Yan would not reject her on a special day like today.

So, when he went downstairs to cook noodles, she was sweet enough and followed him.

But I never thought that I would see such a picture...

Man Qing's whole heart was throbbing, as soon as she closed her eyes, everything she saw in the kitchen would appear in front of her eyes like a trance.

She is going crazy!
"She is my fiancee." Rong Yan said, her voice could not be more frank.

Man Qing's lips trembled fiercely, "Wai...fiancee?"

"Yes. She is the wife my grandfather made for me when I was 12 years old." Rong Yan looked straight into her eyes calmly.

In Man Qing's eyes, something seemed to collapse, "No...impossible...impossible!"

"It's true." Rong Yan repeated.

"..." All Manqing's words were stuck in her throat. At this moment, she didn't know what else to say except shock.

After a long time, she found her voice, "What about me?"

Rong Yan's expression remained the same, "Manqing, I promised to take care of you, so I won't break my promise. Even if I get married or you get married in the future, it will be the same, and my vow will not change."

A sad smile appeared on Man Qing's face, "You said you would take care of me, didn't you..."

"Not what?" Rong Yan asked.

Man Qing burst into tears, "Rong Yan, do you like Miss Mao?"

Mao Beibei's panicked appearance appeared in Rong Yan's mind, "It was always unclear and vague before, but since she came home, the feeling seems to be more and more clear."

"..." Man Qing was at a loss for words.

Her tears were like broken pearls, falling down and hitting the back of her hand.

In the end, she slowly let go of the hand holding his skirt, and turned her back, "I'm tired and want to rest."

Rong Yan looked at her back, "Then you have a good rest."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of her room.

The moment the door was closed, Man Qing slowly squatted down covering her mouth, tears pouring out wantonly.

Outside the door, Rong Yan paused.

At this moment, he seemed to understand something.

For seven years, the scenes of getting along with Man Qing passed before his eyes indistinctly.

State, I promise you, I will help you take good care of her.I will not break my promise!

-

Mao Beibei tossed and turned all night, and when she closed her eyes, Rong Yan's handsome face was magnified several times before her eyes.

In the morning, I got up from the bed with a panda eye, washed up, and went out with my schoolbag on my back.

She half-closed her eyes, and when she opened the door, she bumped into a warm chest.

The force was so strong that it hit her with stars in her eyes.

Clutching her sore nose, she almost shed tears, but when she saw the person standing at her door clearly, the tears were suppressed in an instant.

"Rong... Yan?"

Rong Yan was dressed in a formal suit, and his shirt was as white as jade, which further complemented his slender figure.

One of his hands is slightly bent, with a black suit jacket on his arm, and the other hand hangs by his side, holding a black briefcase in his hand.

There is a faint fragrance on her body, her hair is combed meticulously, and her whole person is imposing.

"Good morning." He took the initiative to say hello, his voice was lazy and charming.

Mao Beibei narrowed her eyes, took a step back with her schoolbag in her arms, "What do you want?"

Are you still in a dream?

Otherwise, it would be too abnormal to see him as soon as the door was opened so early in the morning!
Rong Yan freed up a hand and rubbed her hair. That action was like rubbing a pet's hair. The way she looked at her also made her feel like a big golden retriever watching the door.

"Let's go, go down and eat."

While talking, he was about to hold her hand.

Mao Beibei was stunned, subconsciously withdrew her hand, and looked at him vigilantly, "I... go by myself."

Rong Yan didn't force her, she calmly withdrew her hand, turned around and walked downstairs first.

(End of this chapter)