Become a Cat and Be Pampered by Everyone

Look at Ruan Jianguo now, how handsome he is. Although he is a bit darker, he is mature and has a car, a house and money.

Ruan Jiaojiao felt that she should do something, took out her mobile phone, edited a text message and sent it to Shu Jie. She had seen it from the last time. Her mother obviously still had lingering feelings for Ruan Daqian. When they got divorced, she probably He couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, but now, that hurdle might not be as scary as the real loss of Mr. Ruan.

It takes a full two hours to drive from home to school, so Ruan Jiaojiao caught up on some sleep in the car.

Duan Xu was driving. In the middle of the car, he lowered his head and glanced at his abdomen, feeling thoughtful.

When she arrived at school, Ruan Jiaojiao was a little confused from her sleep. When she opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, she heard Duan Xu in the passenger seat say, "I have some too."

Ruan Jiaojiao was confused. When she heard this, she felt confused and looked at him with blank eyes.

Duan Xu pursed his lips and explained: "I also have abdominal muscles." He was about to lift his clothes. Ruan Jiaojiao was so frightened that she almost rushed over and covered his hand that was about to lift the hem of his clothes. .

"Brother Xu!" She shouted shyly and irritably, how could anyone be like this? Just lift your clothes if you tell them to, no one wants to see their abs!

"It's true." Duan Xu was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so he took her hand and touched his stomach.

Ruan Jiaojiao couldn't struggle, so she could only follow his hand and touch it. She didn't know if she touched the abdominal muscles. Anyway, there was a hard lump under her hand.

Her face was so red that she almost bled. She raised her eyelids and glared at him. She said something shameless and trotted out of the car. After getting off the car this time, she didn't look back like she usually did. Instead, she accelerated her pace all the way to teach. Run downstairs.

Later, Duan Xu also blushed a little. His original intention was to tell her that he had abdominal muscles, but he didn't know that he lit a fire in the end, which made him feel uncomfortable.

He leaned on the steering wheel, watching the figure running faster and faster, with deep understanding in his eyes, hoping that time would pass faster, and faster... so that he could be like Rourou, and that she could become his real one as soon as possible. Little wife.

He doesn't have to have a baby, but he really wants a wife.

Ruan Jiaojiao didn't know what Duan Xu was thinking in the car. She blushed all the way. She recovered a little when she was approaching the classroom. When she entered the classroom, she almost bumped into Jiang Xiao who was walking on the other side. She Jiang Xiao apologized sheepishly, but Jiang Xiao only glanced at her with a cold face and entered the classroom first.

Ruan Jiaojiao came in later and sat down next to Li Yaoyao who helped her get the book.

Li Yaoyao approached her curiously and asked doubtfully: "Why does the monitor's face look so bad?"

Jiang Xiao likes Ruan Jiaojiao. This is something that the whole class knows. Jiang Xiao usually has emotions, and most of them have something to do with Ruan Jiaojiao. The classmates in these classes also know that, even if Ruan Jiaojiao is already the school's eldest daughter, Duan Xu, a great talent, is her fiancé.

Ruan Jiaojiao shrugged her shoulders and shook her head: "I don't know."

She had been classmates for two years, and her relationship with Jiang Xiao had always been like this. Duan Xu didn't like her having too much contact with Jiang Xiao, and she herself avoided suspicion. But after talking about it in the past, her relationship with Jiang Xiao could only be regarded as normal. Let's get over it and maintain the superficial relationship between classmates.

How did she know what happened to him suddenly?

But no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with her.

Ruan Jiaojiao Wednesday is the busiest day of classes.