Pretty Her

A week later, Ruan Nuojiu was filming in the group. In the first few days, he also sent a WeChat message to Shen Fengan, but gradually he stopped sending it.

In the past, Shen Feng'an picked up one of the ten, but although he still cherishes the word, the frequency of reply has greatly increased, almost 100%.

The little girl was enthusiastic and suddenly cooled down, he naturally knew what was the reason.

Shen Feng'an is not in a hurry, and he should pay attention to everything and let it be. He thought about it, but stared at her WeChat head, it was twelve in the evening, and she hadn't sent him a good night.

Although he is free and easy, but he hasn't opened up for a long time, and he has met one of her for a few years. He has a good understanding.

Ruan Nuo is young and beautiful, humorous and funny. When he was with her, he felt that he was not thirty-six, but eighteen. She fulfilled all his requirements for women, beautiful enough, hot enough, and most importantly, energetic.

When he was holding Ruan Nuo to sleep for many nights, he couldn't wait to rub her into his body. He enjoyed the feeling of being provoked by others, as if he was ignorant of a boy opening a Pandora's box, knowing the evil but still turning his back on it.

Of course, he never knew it from an early age. At best reckless. Then, sailing all the way, never stopped.

Ruan Nuo hasn't contacted him for half a month.

Either she is playing tricks or she really wants to break. In any case, Shen Fengan knows clearly that he misses her.

Think of her glamorous face, think of her youthful body, think of her unruly posture. Even thinking about her, it became heated because the subject was Ruan Nuo.

But Shen Fengan is a face-saving person. Awkwardness between men and women, he can understand, but can not tolerate. Taking back 10,000 steps, he had no reason to tolerate and wait.

He didn't have to wait for her to adjust. If he wants a woman, a lot of them are on call.

Shen Fengan leaned back on the sofa cushion, a pair of long legs lifted and folded, he felt a pack of cigarettes in his trouser pocket, choked for half a second, did not smoke, and threw it into the trash can.

Closing my eyes, my heart is not at ease, and I take out the beads one by one.

Suddenly the phone vibrated, it was the voice of WeChat.

Shen Fengan hesitated for a moment, picked up the screen, and looked at it. It turned out that Ruan Nuo had sent him a message with three short words— "Uncle Shen."

He thought she couldn't sit still.

Shen Feng'an held her phone unhurriedly, and only five minutes later returned her a message, the cold words: "Why?"

She did not return to him immediately.

Shen Fengan's action of playing with the beads became faster and faster. Ten minutes later, just as he was about to turn off, the phone vibrated again.

Not information, but video requests.

Shen Fengan frowned slightly, then sat up, straightened her collar, and pressed the call button.

Ruan Nuo's pretty face caught sight. Her eyes were blurry, and her red lips were called, "Uncle Shen, do you want me?"

He leaned closer and looked carefully, only to find that her cheeks were flushed and slightly sloppy, and she was lazily supporting her chin, probably drunk.

Shen Feng'an looked indifferently: "Who took you to drink again? The film crew didn't make a good film and played with people all day long."

She mumbled aggrievedly: "I don't have it, I'm serious about filming."

Shen Feng'an posed an old cadre's style: "Drink like this, and still say that you are not messing around."

The screen suddenly went black.

Shen Fengan froze, wondering if his tone was too heavy.

For little girls, playing is normal.

There was a slight movement on that end, her voice drunk and vomiting. Shen Fengan subconsciously raised the volume and shouted at the black screen: "Are you living in the hotel alone, assistant? Why no one is watching you."

After a while, she vomited and reappeared in front of the screen.

Her hair was disheveled, her makeup was spent, her eyes were red, her eyes seemed to be rippling with water, the girl's voice was crying, she looked at the camera stunned, and asked, "Do you really want me?"

Shen Fengan frowned and didn't speak.

The girl didn't ask further, and she cried drunkenly, "But I miss you so much."

Shen Fengan took a short breath.

He thought that in the past, the word that was most annoying to hear was often pretentious, but now it seems that they are not beautiful enough. Ruan Nuo said he missed him, but he felt happy.

He opened his mouth, and his brain was stuck for a while. He didn't know what to say. He didn't respond yet, and the video was hung up.

Shen Fengan sat for a few minutes.

After a while.

He dialed out the phone: "Ready for the plane and route, I will fly to the city in two hours."

H City at 4 am, the moonlight is mellow, the night is glamorous, and the beauty is touching.

Shen Fengan knocked on the hotel door.

She was so drunk that she opened the door without even asking who it was.

Major security risks. Shen Fengan frowned, thinking that it was time to find someone to take care of her. How can an actress like her be without her team and company?

The girl was standing in the doorway wearing a camisole. Wu Faxue was not very awake, squinting and still dreaming, he asked, "Who."

Shen Fengan said coldly, "Open your eyes and see."

The girl opened her eyes sleepily.

Time stalled for half a second.

She opened her eyes wide and closed the door.

Shen Fengan froze.

There was a sound of something falling in the room.

ten minutes later.

The door opened again, and the girl's face was dusted with powder, and lipstick was applied, but the powder was not smoothed, the lipstick was not properly applied, and the blood bowl was wide. Change the camisole to a black tight skirt. Good-looking is good-looking.

She snored, and her tears came out, as if she had just suffered some major calamity. For the rest of her life after the calamity, she opened a mouth full of trills: "Why are you here?"

Shen Fengan sighed and reached out to rip off the extra lipstick on the corner of her mouth. She acted softly and said indifferently: "I'm afraid someone would miss me so much that she would cry and get drunk."

The girl stubbornly defended: "Not me."

Shen Feng'an bowed her head and kissed her, "Well, it's not you."

After a big battle, the flames of fire raged all the way from the entrance to the balcony, and ended in the bathtub.

The girl stuck to him like an octopus, commenting: "It seems that without my personal education in front of me, Uncle Shen's body management is relaxed."

Shen Fengan held her little hand in the palm, and touched her fair face with the other hand. The thumb and forefinger moved along the line of her face slowly, stroking slowly.

His voice was low, his eyes darkened, and he didn't talk to her about those who were not, and he pointed out directly: "You are deliberately far away from me these days."

The girl did not deny: "Yes."

She confessed that he wouldn't have to use any more rhetoric and asked, "Because of the villa that day? Because I have a son, you have a moral heart and want to back down?"

She said, "You said you weren't married."

"I'm single and I'm single, and I'm a bully boy." He guessed her mind, could not help but let out a tone of relief, and fed her a reassurance pill: "I have no other woman."

She was really happy, her eyes were black and bright, but she held his hand. "That is to say, I am your only girlfriend." She said the word "girlfriend" and hurriedly vomited. , Should be the only temporary worker who is responsible for clearing the receipt. "

She was so cute from Yin to Qing, Shen Fengan couldn't help pinching her small face. "Girlfriends can also be responsible for cleaning up the goods."

She looked at him in surprise, blinking with thick long eyelashes, first with a smile on her mouth, and then thinking of something, with a frown, and a low voice: "But will your son be unhappy? The young and rebellious heart is so heavy, that day He ran into us together ... he would definitely not like me. "

She was talking, her eyes were red again, her shoulders were shaking, and she said in an extremely inflexible tone: "I don't want to ruin your father-son relationship."

Shen Fengan held her out. "It's almost OK, you are not suitable for this kind of white lotus play."

Where can she take care of others, she just crosses herself up. With so many days together, he roughly understood her temperament.

This is a selfish little woman.

Nguyen Nuo held him back and coquettishly: "They are a good girl who knows good things. You are good to me. I want to be good to you, and naturally I want to be good to your son.

Shen Feng'an poked at her mercilessly: "You tone, it sounds like a vicious stepmother's standard."

Ruan Nuoheng said, "I just want to be your son's stepmother?"

Shen Fengan: "People are small, dreams are big. Still being a stepmother, you don't want to be a grandma to him."

Ruan Nuo fluttered out immediately: "I guess you have to call my mom too."

Shen Feng'an froze, then poked her forehead, "Heer!" He grabbed her tightly, and after a brief silence, he suddenly asked seriously: "Do you want to stay with me for a long time?"

Ruan Nuo nodded, "Well."

"like me?"

"like."

"That line." Shen Feng'an looked at his watch. It was exactly seven o'clock, and it was already outside. He pulled out his phone, called, and turned on the speakerphone.

Dial it again and it didn't work.

Ruan Nuo asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Shen Fengan: "Fulfill your dream of being a mother."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone just connected, and there came a husky, husky voice from Chen Yin, "Hey, Dad--"

Shen Fengan: "Chen Yin, did you wake up?"

Chen Yin: "Well, I'm awake now."

Shen Fengan: "Do you remember the little Ruan you saw in the villa last time?"

Chen Yin hesitated for a second, "Well ... remember ..."

"She will be your mother Ruan in the future."