The Male Lead is Forced to Work Hard

By the lake.

Ruan Yue didn't notice the movement behind her, so she walked forward along the railing.

The vibration of the mobile phone in her trouser pocket came. She walked a little slower, lowered her head and pulled out her mobile phone, and looked at it. It was Lu Shenfa who asked her: "What are you doing?" 】

Holding the phone for a while, Ruan Yue did not reply.

Once again, she didn't want to continue her relationship with Lu Shen.

But Lu Shen's idea is completely different from hers. Looking at the phone and waiting for a few minutes without reply, he sent a voice request directly.

Ruan Yue is even less likely to pick it up.

But he was also afraid that he would not hang up and wait for the voice application to hang up automatically, and sent a message in the past: [Nothing, why are you doing? 】

[You and your mother look very similar. 】

"..."

Ruan Yue frowned as she looked at the dialog box and asked again: [Is there anything wrong? I'm writing homework and it's not convenient to chat. 】

This listening is perfunctory.

Staring at the phone, Lu Shen seemed to imagine her frowning and holding her temper.

After cohabitation, what he disliked most was Ruan Yue's anger and forbearance, but now I think about it, but I think the days of getting together are extremely valuable.

What matters if Ruan Yue loves him or not? He loves her just fine. If you have the opportunity to get what you want, you should hurt her like a pearl and work hard to make her see his good, so that she can't be separated from him, not always feel Good days pass by and days pass by, reminding myself that she always leaves, so she often lets herself go...

[Today the girl was the friend’s sister, and I met for the first time. 】

Converging his thoughts, he took the initiative to explain the sentence.

Ruan Yue returned: [Oh. 】

She knew how attractive Lu Shen's look was. She had made up her mind to keep her distance, but it really didn't matter what other girl appeared beside him.

The exact melancholy emotion in her heart was forced to be ignored by her.

"Ruan Yue--"

A shout in front of her obliquely interrupted her thoughts.

Ruan Yue raised her head and saw Fu Zhixing in the shade of the tree opposite.

Fu Zhixing went to a friend's birthday party in the afternoon. A group of people played too much. He was drunk with some wine and got out of the car to enter the community. It was somewhat top-heavy.

When he ran to Ruan Yue, Ruan Yue smelled the sweet and sweet wine and asked a little unexpectedly, "Did you drink?"

"Well, not much."

His bright and fair face was reddish, and his eyes were bent with a smile. He raised his right hand during the speech, and raised his index finger and **** to compare a "2", "just two glasses."

Ruan Yue thought he seemed a little drunk and stared at him.

Fu Zhixing suddenly reached out and twisted her face, "Look what--"

It's really a little drunk.

It's quite hard.

Ruan Yue was caught off guard, her face was sorely pinched, she smiled a little helplessly, and said, "Don't drink if you can't drink it, and still come back like this, what if something happens?"

"Will not--"

Fu Zhixing did not finish this sentence, and suddenly heard the voice of his mother not far away, "Knowing."

He followed the sound, only to find that his parents were not far away and were chatting with Ruan Yue's parents. He just came over and didn't notice.

He felt a little dizzy in his head, and walked to the four adults with Ruan Yue, summoned them one by one, raised his eyes and Zhao Yun knew that his eyes met, noticed that there seemed to be a trace of elaboration between her looks, and quickly took the initiative to explain : "Classmates have dinner on their birthdays. A group of people have to drink, but I can't push it. I also drank two small glasses."

"If you can't drink, try not to drink as much as possible."

Zhao Yun knew it lightly.

Fu Zhixing's physique should follow his father. His father, Fu Heng, was not able to get drunk. When he was young, he didn't know that he was also of such an age. At a banquet, several elders persuaded him to drink two glasses, which caused a serious Allergic symptoms, red bumps make the face swollen.

She remembered this matter, of course, Fu Heng remembered it himself.

Looking down at his son's condition, he felt a little worried in his heart. After saying goodbye to Ruan Chengyi's family, he led Fu Zhixing back.

...

While several people were talking, Ruan Chengyi's mobile phone shook several times.

He guessed it was Ding Meijuan.

I wasn't ready to manage, but I didn't expect to go a few steps again, and the phone came again.

Zhao Yunzhi and Ruan Yue were on the sidelines, and they also noticed that his cell phone was ringing. If they didn't answer it, it wasn't very good, and he simply answered, calling: "Meijuan."

Ding Meijuan said over there: "Are you back? Seeing you haven't returned any news, I thought you should drive. The lo mei has cooled down, are you convenient now? Come and get it, go back and let Dr. Zhao and Yueer taste it. Early adopters."

"No more, I just had enough to eat."

He said with a smile.

"Then I will let Chu Chu bring you over."

Ding Meijuan's voice was warm and gentle, and there was a trace of embarrassment, "I really thank you very much, and I don't know how to repay. I'll be able to do something for you to try at home these days. You will have to taste the lo It’s fresh and won’t last long."

Ruan Chengyi didn't speak.

She listened to her again: "If you really don't accept it, you can only pour it, and the meat price is not cheap, it's a pity, hey."

"alright, alright."

Ruan Chengyi sighed helplessly, "Then I will come and get it."

Hanging up the phone, he looked at Zhao Yun around him and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Meijuan made a lot of lo mei, saying that it is for you and Yue'er to try, I..."

"You do whatever you want."

With a cold face, Zhao Yunzhi turned and walked away.

Ruan Chengyi's face also changed suddenly, and she looked at Ruan Yue again, smiling helplessly, "It's a pity that you have done too much and thrown away. Auntie Ding has been used to frugality. If you ask three times, please don't give me a face, which makes sense. "

Ruan Yue said quietly: "Then I will get it, my mother is angry, you catch up and coax her."

More than ten minutes.

Ruan Yue walked under the unit where Ding Meijuan's mother and daughter lived.

The door was closed tightly. She didn't know the password and didn't want to press the key to call. After waiting for a while, she went upstairs with a home owner.

"jingle."

The doorbell rang, and there was a faint sound of someone walking around. Ding Meijuan opened the door and smiled, "Come--"

As soon as the words fell, the smile gradually faded to Ruan Yue's face.

Ruan Yue did not enter, just stood at the door, glanced over her, and said softly, "My dad asked me to come and get the lo mei."

Knowing her dad was coming, Ding Meijuan didn't wear bra.

She wore a gray cotton home skirt with a sleeveless big round neck outside. The skirt was covered with a black sling with embroidered corrugated edges. The moment she pushed the door open, she vaguely glimpsed a little spring.

Shameless!

Ruan Yue clenched her teeth and watched Ding Meijuan turn around.

For a moment, she felt that she could rush out and grab Hua Ding Meijuan's face, but her deep-rooted etiquette rules nailed her feet in place.

The living room.

Ding Chuchu was watching TV and heard Ruan Yue's voice faintly, and then saw her mother enter the kitchen alone, couldn't help but pursed her lips, and looked at the dining table.

Thinking that Uncle Ruan was coming, his mother washed the fruit and took a pack of soft Chinese on the table, and the ashtrays were ready.

It turned out to be Ruan Yue?

A few minutes later, Ding Meijuan took the packaged items out of the house and smiled and handed it to Ruan Yue: "Auntie made it yourself, it must be cleaner than those outside. You go back and let your mother try it. If you like it, I will do it again. ."

Ruan Yue took the things, "Then you will ask again and again, will my dad come and pick it up?"

Looking at her, Ding Meijuan was startled.

Ruan Yue smiled and looked directly at her, "As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than stealing. Aunt Ding is well aware of the mystery of the middle, catching up to be the stolen person..."

Her voice came to a halt, "Shall I shame?"

As she said in a word, Ding Meijuan froze at the door for a while.

Ruan Yue carried things away.

Ding Chuchu shouted in the living room: "Mom, why are you still not coming in?"

"coming."

Ding Meijuan snapped the door, turned and walked into the house, her face blushing, she took a few sips from the tea cup on the table, stared at a plate of fruit and the smell of cigarettes, and suddenly laughed.

"Why is Ruan Yue coming?"

Ding Chuchu asked a bit depressedly.

Ding Meijuan didn't answer her, didn't pack up on the table, took out her phone and entered the room.

...

Ruan family.

In the study on the second floor, Ruan Chengyi sat on the deck chair on the balcony and swallowed the clouds.

The phone shook.

He was a little impatient and picked it up to read the message from Ding Meijuan: [Cheng Yi, does Yueer have any misunderstandings about me? She has already taken things away, but there is one thing, I think it is better to talk to you. 】

Ruan Chengyi: [Huh? 】

Ding Meijuan changed her voice: [She didn’t enter the door just now, I sent things out, she said...wife is worse than concubine, concubine is worse than stealing, I hurried to be the stolen person...]

Ruan Chengyi's face was startled, and he put his cigarette butts in the ashtray of the small table.

Ding Meijuan's voice was guilty and annoyed: [I was stunned at the time, and I was unable to explain to her. When she gets home, you must give it a good talk, I don’t want to... Hey, I just think you help me too much, and don’t know how to pay back, and I will do something to eat. …You said Chu Chu was still studying with her classmates, how could I be so shameless to such a degree...]

【understood. 】

[The child’s mouth is unobstructed, don’t worry too much. I will come back and talk about her. 】

Ruan Chengyi issued two sentences in a row.

Ding Meijuan breathed a sigh of relief: [Well, don’t train the children, just explain it clearly, and blame me. I think you will feel more comfortable doing something to eat. 】

【know. 】

He got up and went to the study, put the mobile phone on the table, Ruan Chengyi raised his hand and squeezed in his eyebrows, then raised his eyes, and saw Ruan Yue standing at the door.

"dad."

Ruan Yue shouted and asked him, "Did you coax your mother? Aunt Wen said she would lock herself in the study on the third floor when she came back..."

"Don't she say that there is a medical case analysis to prepare?"

Ruan Chengyi promised and asked her, "Is the thing back?"

"Well, in the kitchen."

"Why talk to your auntie Ding when picking things up?"

Ruan Chengyi's eyes locked her deeply, frowning, "You didn't understand what I said last time? Do you know how insulting it is?"