My Groom Ran Away

Then the passionate kiss fell, and the smooth tip of the tongue rolled into the mouth. Ruan Zhiyin was a little hypoxic after being kissed, and his head was empty.

When she was free of consciousness, Cheng Yuelin had framed her into the bedroom, and the whole person was pressed up.

In the darkness of the room, the warm fingertips continued to ignite, the clothes faded away, and the thin calluses of the man's fingertips scratched the thin skin behind the ears intentionally or unintentionally.

His chin was swept by his short stubble, and at a certain moment, accompanied by his low muffled voice, the tail couldn't stop trembling.

When it was over, Ruan Zhiyin had completely run out of strength and could only collapse into his arms.

Cheng Yuelin hugged her from behind, pulled the broken hair from her cheeks behind her ears, twisting a strand of hair with her slender fingertips, and her voice was full of content.

"The second bedroom is not soundproof."

He said abruptly.

"Huh?" Ruan Zhiyin hadn't reacted yet.

Immediately afterwards, he heard his low voice with a smile: "So, do you want to move to the master bedroom?"

Paused for a while.

"Okay." She bent the corner of her mouth and nodded gently.

After speaking, Ruan Zhiyin turned around, hugged him, and buried his head in the man's arms.

Compared to the intense intensity just now, she enjoys the quiet solitude of the two of them at this moment.

Cheng Yuelin smoothed her hair, dropped a kiss on the center of her eyebrows, raised her eyebrows and said: "Why? Not happy again?"

"Alin, I ran into Yang Xue today."

"Um?"

"I don't know... you were the one who carried me out of the equipment room."

She tightened her arms and her voice was low.

Cheng Yuelin sighed: "Why are you crying?"

"I thought I would never regret this emotion, but now... it seems a bit regretful."

Ruan Zhiyin felt regretful for the first time, and felt sorry that he had experienced so much with this feeling alone.

Cheng Yuelin smiled: "This is a pity? Do you remember how you stabbed me before?"

How did you stabb him before?

Ruan Zhiyin thought about it carefully. At that time, he was a little nosy.

At the beginning, Cheng Yuelin was still sitting behind her. Every time I came back from skipping class, I would have a small wound on my body, and then I would bury it on the desk and sleep.

The head teacher always arranges students with good grades to take turns to watch the evening self-study. Others dare not control Cheng Yuelin.

But when it was Ruan Zhiyin's turn, the teenager lay down on the table to make up an afternoon's sleep, raised his head lazily, packed his things and got up.

Just about to leave, I was stopped by someone.

Ruan Zhiyin frowned and looked at him: "Cheng Yuelin, it's not good to skip class."

The first time he was educated by someone other than his dad, Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows with interest, then chuckled and asked, "Oh? So what?"

"You shouldn't waste the opportunity to read."

Children in the orphanage cherish the opportunity to study even more, not to mention that they are still in the midst of rich educational resources.

Thinking of this, Ruan Zhiyin added sternly: "It is shameful for you to squander the opportunity like this."

"shameful?"

This was the first time someone said that.

Cheng Yuelin copied her pocket casually, and looked at her with drooping eyelids: "Ruan Zhiyin, why do you care about me?"

"Thanks to the teacher to let me watch the evening self-study today, I can't control other time, anyway, you can't go now."

In some cases, Ruan Zhiyin always has his own stubbornness. Once the shaft is up, no step is allowed. Even when she made up lessons later, she did not criticize Cheng Yuelin with her face open.

Pulling away from the memory, Ruan Zhiyin paused, and then said: "I just think you should skip class for some meaningless reasons."

At that time, he was just angering Cheng's father.

"It really shouldn't be, then you just think you are grinding my temper these years, I am better now." Cheng Yuelin patted her on the head, "Ruan Ting, don't regret it, you made the money."

No, he made a better one.

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Ruan Zhiyin finally couldn't help but smile: "You are the best now?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

"What about after that?"

"Do you have to pick the words for me?" Cheng Yuelin chuckled his lips and said leisurely, "I am a constant progress, and it will become more and more popular. You can hold it for a long time."

This man... is quite proud.

But thanks to his gift, Ruan Zhiyin finally let go of the sad night.

Only then did she think of another thing, and pursed her lips: "By the way, I'm going to Jiahong on a business trip at the end of the month."

"How long does it take?"

"One week."

The man frowned.

After speaking, Ruan Zhiyin explained again: "I think I'm not far away, so I will stop by Xu County."

She hasn't returned to the orphanage for a long time, so she wants to take this business trip to Xu County to see the children and to sweep the grave for the dean.

Cheng Yuelin paused when he heard the words, and then nodded casually: "Well, I see."

—

Before Ruan Zhiyin went to Jiahong for a business trip, he invited Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan to come home for a meal.

Originally called Ren Huai and Weng Zishi, but Qian Fan said that Ren Huai had something to go back to his hometown not long ago. Weng Zishi had to work overtime after taking over Ren Huai's work, so he couldn't come over.

There are still opportunities in the future, Ruan Zhiyin didn't care.

She asked Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan about their tastes in advance. They got up early on the weekend and prepared lunch carefully.

Before twelve o'clock, the doorbell was rang.

In the living room, Cheng Yuelin got up from the sofa and walked to the door to open the door.

Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan stood in front of the door, handed the presents to him, and said generously: "Gifts from the greenhouse, you are welcome, Brother Lin."

This villa had been vacant before, and when Cheng Yuelin got married and moved in, no one was invited to visit the house.

Today, Ruan Zhiyin invited it.

But it's the first time I've been here, so it can be considered a greenhouse.

Cheng Yuelin accepted the gift blankly and whispered: "Well, come in."

After the two entered the hallway and changed their slippers, Fu Chenyuan glanced at Cheng Yuelin and asked unceremoniously: "What's the matter, you are not welcome?"

Cheng Yuelin uttered a loud voice without speaking.

Finally abducted people into the master bedroom and led a married life. But last night Ruan Zhiyin said that if a visitor came to the house today, he had to get up early and prepare to prevent him from making trouble for her.

Reluctantly lingering to the end, he threw a quilt to Cheng Yuelin and let him sleep in a hug.

welcome? It's weird that he can welcome!

But as soon as Cheng Yuelin finished, he saw Ruan Zhiyin walking out of the kitchen wearing an apron and glanced at them.

So he pursed his lips and said: "No, you are welcome, the meal is almost ready, go to the restaurant and wait."

…

Ten minutes later, the meal was served by the man.

Ruan Zhiyin took off his apron, sat down beside Cheng Yuelin, looked at Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan with a smile, and said, "If you don't have a good hospitality, you don't feel welcome."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, it's better to be a sister-in-law." Qian Fan smiled and complimented, and then glanced at the man on the other side, "Cheng Yuelin, this house was originally decorated by me, but now it's fine. What if I don't deserve to come?"

He hasn't forgotten that Cheng Yuelin refused to keep his room warm.

Cheng Yuelin kept this villa by the river, but he used to be too busy with his work, and Bai Bo had to travel with him all day, and he had no time to look at the decoration.

It was Qian Fan who helped find an interior designer he knew and followed the decoration all the way. But since the house was installed, he never came again until Ruan Zhiyin asked him to come over for dinner.

Seeing Qian Fan's proud expression, Cheng Yuelin said indifferently: "Why, you can't stop your mouth when you eat?"

The man's attitude was so bad, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but glared at him.

Cheng Yuelin snorted and looked back.

Ruan Zhiyin pushed a garlic vermicelli shrimp in front of Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan, and said softly: "This is the shrimp delivered in the morning. It's quite fresh. You can try it."

Qian Fan was flattered, thinking about the two unacceptable sandwiches last time, he looked at Fu Chenyuan, who was eating with gusto next to him with complicated eyes, and hesitated to sandwich one.

I thought I would be forced to complete the performance under the pressure of Cheng Yuelin's eyes, but after tasting it carefully, Qian Fan suddenly widened his eyes: "Sister-in-law, you are a great craftsman."

When Ruan Zhiyin first invited them to dinner, Qian Fan had some worries.

After all, the memory of the two sandwiches last time is still deep in his mind. He is afraid that his acting skills are not exposed enough and he will be persecuted by Cheng Yuelin.

Now it seems-

My sister-in-law should just not make western food smoothly, and the craftsmanship of this Chinese food is almost catching up with the chef in the restaurant.

Hey, Brother Lin is pretty blessed.

Qian Fan relaxed his appetite, and the few dishes on the table were quickly consumed by the three men.

After eating, Ruan Zhiyin went back to the room and changed his clothes because of the smell on his clothes while cooking.

Cheng Yuelin took away the plates on the table, stood up behind him, and glanced at Qian Fan who was sitting with a toothpick to pick his teeth. His brows were slightly frowned, and his tone was neither salty nor light: "I just know how to eat? Come and wash the dishes."

Qian Fan's hand trembled when he heard the words, and the toothpick almost fell to the ground.

He looked at Cheng Yuelin incredulously, and muttered: "Brother Lin, are you still doing the dishes yourself?"

This is too ruining the image, right?

If the group of people in the company knew, their jaws would have been shocked.

After speaking, Qian Fan pouted and said, "Don't you have a dishwasher at home?"

"Not clean."

Qian Fan looked at the man's slightly raised eyebrows, thinking that what he wanted to say should be: Can I clean the dishwashing machine in a small amount?

Hey, what kind of person! It can also compete with the dishwasher! Is it proud?

Qian Fan resignedly picked up the bowl on the dining table, and Fu Chen on the side saw it and handed it to Qian Fan.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Chenyuan smiled: "Help me brush it, and take you to open the dark at night."

At the level of Qian Fan playing games, he often couldn't find his teammates, so Fu Chenyuan could barely lead him.

So Qian Fan could only admit his fate and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes with Cheng Yuelin.

The critical man watched as he finished washing the dishes, and the two finally came out of the kitchen.

It was still early, and Cheng Yuelin had a rare interest, calling for Fu Chenyuan and Qian Fan to go to the chess and card room upstairs to play billiards.

The chess and card room is at the end of the corridor.

Ruan Zhiyin came out after changing his clothes and happened to see the three of them go upstairs.

Qian Fan said hello and saw that the door of the master bedroom was not closed, and asked casually: "Sister-in-law, why don't you have a wedding photo in this bedroom?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Zhiyin looked back at the empty white wall beside the bed, feeling that something was missing.

She smiled and went back: "It was taken before, but it's kept in the study cabinet, and it hasn't had time to hang it."

After taking the wedding photos, You Xin thoughtfully asked the assistant to mount several frames of different sizes.

But the master bedroom is Cheng Yuelin's domain, so it's weird to hang in the second bedroom. So Ruan Zhiyin retrieved the photo frames from the studio and put them in the study cabinet.

"Brother Lin, what are you doing? The office hangs such a big wedding photo, but I don't hang it when I go home." Qian Fan couldn't help but muttered.

Ruan Zhiyin raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at Cheng Yuelin, and asked with a weird expression: "Did you hang up your wedding photo in the office?"

Cheng Yuelin: "..."

The man did not speak, but Qian Fan stood by and gestured happily: "No, it's a big one. There are two small ones on the table."

"Tsk, Boss Cheng, it's amazing, you deserve it." Fu Chenyuan gently shook his head, patted Cheng Yuelin's shoulder with admiration, and gave him a thumbs up.

Ruan Zhiyin: "..."

She suddenly felt that her vision of Cheng Yuelinsao's operation still needed to be improved.

"Eh, sister-in-law, why are people still living in this room?" Qian Fan pointed to the second bedroom again.

Although Ruan Zhiyin moved to the master bedroom, everything in the second bedroom was not cleaned up. Just now she took the clothes from the second bedroom and returned to the master bedroom. The doors of the two bedrooms were not closed.

Knowing that Qian Fan certainly didn't know that the two were in the state of dividing the room before, Ruan Zhiyin concealed for Cheng Yuelin: "Oh, girls have a lot of things. There happens to be a dressing table in this room. I will put some things here."

Qian Fan nodded: "What I said, this house was originally a children's room. The designer said that he was afraid that he could not hear the children's crying at night and did not add sound insulation panels. Putting things in is okay. If it is a guest room, I am afraid it is not very convenient. ."

Qian Fan looked at the decoration of the villa, and the designer also told him about the layout of each room.

Ruan Zhiyin's complexion was faint, and the corners of his mouth were drawn, "Children's room? Isn't this a second bedroom?"

"The designer designed it after the children's room. Didn't you find that the soundproofing of this house is not good?" Qian Fan looked at her questioningly.

Looking at Qian Fan's sincere eyes, Ruan Zhiyin silently glanced at Cheng Yuelin, and breathed a sigh of relief.

She nodded, her voice filled with imperceptible anger: "It is indeed found."

More than just discovering it, it is simply memorable.

—

In front of outsiders, Ruan Zhiyin didn't have any episodes, holding a good temper, until he sent Qian Fan and Fu Chenyuan away.

As soon as the door closed, Ruan Zhiyin's smile faded completely, and he turned his head to give the man a cold eye: "You stole the wedding photos I kept in the study cabinet?"

Cheng Yuelin pursed his lips and shook his head silently.

Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "Heh, didn't you take it? Why did the wedding photo disappear?"

She had already seen it in the study just now, and the cabinet was empty. How could there be any shadows of those wedding photos?

Originally thought that the wedding photos in his office were rewashed electronically, but they were stolen!

Why didn't he go to heaven?

The man paused, then raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say I stole the photos I took with my skill?"

Okay, pretty straightforward and confident.

Ruan Zhiyin was blocked by him and nodded with anger: "Okay, what about lying down that time? Why did you let me live in that room? Did you deliberately listen to me from the beginning?"

"No." Cheng Yuelin denied, then pursed her lower lip, trying to explain, "This is a misunderstanding."

He took the wedding photo from the study in the middle of the night, but it was not that Cheng Yuelin deliberately eavesdropped on the matter of letting her live next door. It was indeed a mistake.

There are children's rooms on both sides of the master bedroom, and the remaining guest rooms are too far away from the master bedroom, and there is a separate small staircase on the west side. If she doesn't go out, maybe she won't be able to meet each other.

This villa has not been inhabited for a long time, and Cheng Yuelin had long been forgotten when Qian Fan reminded him casually.

At that time, he just wanted her to live closer, so he changed the layout of the children's room and guest room when she hadn't moved in for a few days, completely forgetting that the soundproofing of the children's room was not good.

When I found out later, I remembered... I couldn't admit that my original intention was to live closer to her. I could only make mistakes and remind her that the soundproofing of the room was not good.

Who knew that when she came back from Beicheng carrying her last time, she raised him to a high place with a single sentence, and looked at him with a smile, Cheng Yuelin became more and more unable to admit it.

Even now, he felt that she had moved to the master bedroom and shouldn't think of it anymore, but he was caught off guard by Qian Fan and lit a hidden mine.

Cheng Yuelin was bitter and couldn't tell.

Seeing that he was speechless, Ruan Zhiyin became more sure of his guess.

Thinking of the words she had committed a fool to get him out of crime, her temperament rose again, and she said with her eyebrows: "Cheng Yuelin, you can go to sleep tonight!"

After speaking, he went upstairs without looking back.

After a few seconds, the door closed loudly from the upper floor.

Cheng Yuelin: "..."

An injustice was stuck in his stomach.

Cheng Yuelin shook a fist, paused for a few seconds, took out the phone with a cold face, and sent a WeChat message.

On the other side, Fu Chenyuan drove the car, and Qian Fan sitting in the co-pilot was still humming in a good mood.

Feeling the vibration of his pocket, he took out his phone, saw a new message, and opened WeChat slowly.

[Half of the year-end bonus is deducted. ]

Qian Fan: "?"