Master's Fascinating And Valiant Wife

"Offend! Offend! Just offend! You can say anything, but you can't say a bad word about him! Not a word!" Lin Ruolan pushed her out of the room. She was really annoying!

Without paying attention, Zhang Lin stumbled under her feet and fell directly to the ground. Her arm rubbed against the skin. A burst of fire: "madman!"

"Madman! What if I'm a madman! Anyway, you can't speak ill of him! Not a word!" Lin Ruolan is like a fierce little beast.

"Who wants to pay attention to you! What a madman!" Zhang Lin stood up from the ground and turned away.

The good mood was destroyed in this way. Lin Ruolan threw the beer aside and poured it on the bed. It's really annoying. Anyone who speaks ill of him hates it!

She knows he's not like that!

The more she thought about it, the more angry she was, and the more angry she was. As soon as she was angry, she couldn't sleep and tossed in bed all night.

As a result, Lin Ruolan was late the next day, and he was not a few minutes late. He was two hours late!

The manager reached out and touched her forehead: "do you dare to come later?"

Lin Ruolan clasped his finger and his eyes were bright: "manager, don't do this. I know I'm wrong!"

"You know what's wrong? You know what's wrong? People have been out interviewing for two hours, and then you came with your head covered and dirty. Do you look like you?" the manager was obviously angry and kept poking her forehead.

Lin Ruolan bit her lip and whispered, "manager, you forgot to cut your nails."

"So?"

"It's all punctured." her voice was even lower. "Look, manager, it's all red."

Hearing the speech, the manager was angry and funny: "come on, go and work for me!"

"Yes!" picked up the camera and Lin Ruolan quickly ran out of the office. Fortunately, he escaped!

After shooting, it was seven o'clock in the evening. She didn't stop for a moment and hurried to Pei's house.

At the sight of her figure, Mo smiled and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "here you are. Have you had dinner?"

Lin Ruolan was panting, out of breath and said, "eat, where's photographer Pei?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, no one robbed him with you. He's watching the news in his room." Mo ordered the upstairs room.

His cheeks were slightly red, and Lin Ruolan elongated his voice: "don't pull sister!"

"What's so shy? You like him. Everyone knows. And when did you learn to be shy?"

Lin Ruolan hugged Xiao Qi: "don't pull sister, it's bad!"

Mo Wan smiled: "come on, first drink two cups of hot juice, squeezed by erxuan."

"When did erxuan learn to squeeze juice?" Lin Ruolan looked surprised.

"This is one of erxuan's favorite things at present. Squeeze fruit juice and vegetable juice. Anyway, she can squeeze anything she can squeeze for you!"

Mo Wan had a headache when he talked about it: "yesterday, he beat the eggplant into juice, and finally was drunk by Yifeng!"

"Eggplant juice?" Lin Ruolan wriggled his lips slightly: "can you drink it?"

"Do you think you can drink it? And ER Xuan didn't peel the eggplant, so it turned purple. Er Xuan said it was grape juice, and then..."

Mo Wan thinks Pei Yifeng is really a liar. He believes everything erxuan says. Can you believe what the little witch says?

After drinking eggplant juice, Pei Yifeng almost didn't spit. In short, it was a mess.

"Where's Haotian?"

"I don't know what to do on the Internet these days. I'm busy anyway."

Between their words, Pei Yijing came down the stairs. As usual, Lin Ruolan's cheeks were red.

She couldn't help being shy and blushing at the thought of last night.

Mo Wan naturally saw her strange, smiling and lowering his voice. Only two people could hear: "what did you do last night? Why is your face so red?"

Without asking, Lin Ruolan blushed even more. He secretly pinched Mo's arm, and then couldn't wait to put Xiao Qi into her arms: "photographer Pei, shall we trim the flower branches now?"

Without words, Pei Yijing smiled faintly at the corners of his mouth, leaned over, kissed Xiao Qi's white and tender face, and then went out.

Lin Ruolan was a little depressed. At least she made such progress last night. Although she posted it herself, could he also give her some reaction? Don't be so cold.

Either embarrassed or angry, just don't be so light

When pruning the flower branches, she still said her eyebrows were flying, regardless of whether Pei Yijing was listening or not.

She just wants to share the interesting things in her heart with him. It's pure psychology. Those things in her heart want to share with her favorite people.

Pei Yijing didn't speak. After she had finished what she should say, he said faintly: "have you remembered all the steps just said?"

Lin Ruolan was slightly stunned. What steps?

She didn't listen to a word. What steps?

With a flattering smile on his face, Lin Ruolan carefully opened his mouth: "photographer Pei, can you repeat it again?"

"I always repeat my work for the second time. Didn't you listen to what I just said?" Pei Yijing asked faintly.

How could I not listen at this time! Lin Ruolan had to harden his head and nod: "listen!"

Anyway, no matter what you say, promise first. As for those things, we'll talk about them later.

"Then let's trim it now?" Pei Yijing handed over the scissors.

Biting the lip, Lin Ruolan didn't know which branch to cut. He was shaking back and forth with scissors, and his mouth was smiling carefully.

Pei Yijing's white sweater looked more bright in the night, but it also made Lin Ruolan feel nervous and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Anyway, things have come to this point. She doesn't care about many. The scissors that have been shaking in the air for a long time suddenly fell down.

Pei Yijing's eyebrows wrinkled slightly: "do you think it's right to trim like this?"

There was no joy or anger in his face. Lin Ruolan twisted his fingers, and his eyes flickered erratically: "it should be right."

"Should, how should?" Pei Yijing glanced at Lin Ruolan faintly, and his eyes fell on the branches and leaves on the ground.

The heart beat. Lin Ruolan's hand holding the scissors shook slightly, and then touched the thorn on the rose. The sharp thorn crossed, and a scar, bright blood flowed out of her hand. She gave a slight cry of pain.

Looking down, Pei Yijing picked up the scissors in her hand and put them aside. Then he squeezed her fingers with his big hand and squeezed out all the blood.

Deeply hurt, Lin Ruolan didn't make a sound, but whispered to himself: "how different!"

Pei Yijing raised his gentle eyes slightly, and his words were faintly confused: "what's different?"

"It's not like this on TV, that is, when the heroine's hand is cut, doesn't the hero put the heroine's hand directly into his mouth?" Lin Ruolan hasn't recovered, but instinctively replied.

"Sure enough, it's a little girl..." Pei Yijing smiled, smashed the flowers and leaves, and then covered her wound.

Lin Ruolan regained his mind. His cheeks reddened in the dark night, but he retorted, "I'm not a little girl. I'm twenty years old, not a little girl!"

She doesn't like to hear the three words "little girl" from him, because these three words easily open the distance between them. She doesn't like it! I really don't like it!

"Twenty is not a little girl. What is it?" Pei Yijing wrapped her hand and stood up. Green leaves and red rose petals fell from her white sweater, looking so gentle.

"It's a woman!" Lin Ruolan said shyly but firmly. She can be called a woman and is no longer a little girl.

Pei Yijing smiled faintly and didn't speak. I don't know whether she agreed with her words or didn't put it in her heart at all. It was as gentle as the wind. It seemed that she didn't put anything in her heart.

Anger gradually gathered in his heart. Lin Ruolan took a few steps forward and looked at Pei Yijing directly.

"What's the matter?"

Without words, Lin Ruolan still looked straight at him, then suddenly moved forward and kissed Pei Yijing directly. His round and bright eyes were still stubbornly open

Just stared at Pei Yijing, and their lips stuck tightly together.

Lin Ruolan's heart was beating wildly on his chest, as if he wanted to jump out of his chest. The smell on his body was very good, which made her addicted.

Being absent-minded for only a moment, Pei Yijing returned to his mind and pushed Lin Ruolan's body away with his arm: "naughty."

His tone was calm. He seemed to look at the child making trouble without reason. Lin Ruolan blushed and said word by word: "I'm not naughty. I deliberately want to kiss you!"

She really doesn't like his look. It's always light. She has kissed him twice no matter what she says. How can it always be light!

"It's enough. It's getting late. Go home." Pei Yijing got up and said.

"Haven't you finished trimming?" Lin Ruolan pressed down those emotions.

"Today's has been almost trimmed, and that's the end." Pei Yijing's slender fingers will fall on the rose petals and leaves.

Lin Ruolan stood still and didn't know what he was thinking.

"However, according to your temperament, can you learn all the knowledge about flowers in 15 days?" Pei Yijing picked up the scissors.

"Didn't you say twenty days? Why is it fifteen days now?" Lin Ruolan frowned.

Pei Yijing still looked like that: "I'm going abroad in fifteen days."