Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

He Jingyuan paused with his chopsticks, frowned, and continued to eat.

Ruan Xiya turned on her phone and saw the WeChat message from Xu Jie.

"Xia, there is your courier, do you want me to deliver it to you?"

Rubbing the phone with her fingertips, Ruan Xiya subconsciously glanced at He Jingyuan before replying: "No need, just send it to me."

After the message was sent out, Xu Jie didn't reply for a long time. Ruan Xiya frowned, and directly sent the address to Xu Jie, and transferred 66 to Xu Jie by the way.

At the same time, Xu Jie in the company frowned and looked at the reply on the phone, looking displeased.

Send it over! ?

Ruan Xiya, that bitch!bitch!

She knew that Ruan Xiya was not as innocent as she appeared on the surface, she was really a scheming whore.

Xu Jie always thought that Ruan Xiya was living with Yi Hao, so she wanted to take the opportunity of express delivery to see where Ruan Xiya lived and get closer to her relationship with Yi Hao.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiya would actually tell her to send the courier, so don't be too scheming!
Ruan Xiya didn't know at all that in Xu Jie's heart, she had become a complete scheming whore, and she was still seriously urging He Jingyuan to eat.

Noticing the tangle between Ruan Xiya's brows, He Jingyuan said casually, "What's the matter?"

"Ah? It's okay, it's okay!" Ruan Xiya waved her hand, and helped He Jingyuan pick up another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

After happily eating the ribs in the bowl, He Jingyuan put down his chopsticks and said calmly, "I want to take a bath."

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya quietly glanced at Wu Ma who was busy, put down her chopsticks with a flushed face, and followed He Jingyuan to the bedroom.

Because He Jingyuan has a slight obsession with cleanliness, Ruan Xiya helped He Jingyuan clean his body these days.

Ruan Xiya originally thought that after leaving the hospital, she wouldn't have to do such a shameful thing again.She never expected that He Jingyuan's face would be so thick!
Angrily scolded He Jingyuan in her heart, Ruan Xiya raised her head, and saw a large piece of honey-colored skin, she quickly turned her back to He Jingyuan.

"Why don't you close the door to change clothes!" Ruan Xiya screamed while covering her eyes.

The corner of He Jingyuan's mouth curled up into a wicked smile, and he walked behind Ruan Xiya with one stride of his long legs.

Sensing He Jingyuan's approach, the temperature on Ruan Xiya's face kept rising, and she was almost burnt to smoke.

The man's warm breath sprayed on her neck, and then a low and hoarse voice sounded: "Hey, come to the bathroom."

After finishing speaking, He Jingyuan walked quickly into the bathroom, leaving Ruan Xiya frozen in place with her face flushed red.

Standing on the spot and taking several deep breaths, Ruan Xiya couldn't calm down.Closing her eyes, Ruan Xiya kept recalling the design plan in her heart, and the heat in her body finally subsided slowly.

The sound of water in the bathroom came out, and considering He Jingyuan's injuries, Ruan Xiya let go of her entanglement and walked into the bathroom quickly.

He Jingyuan was washing his long and slender legs with the shower head, and only a pair of swimming trunks were sticking wetly to his body.

Ruan Xiya froze in place, and realized belatedly that He Jingyuan only had a back injury, so he should be able to take a bath by himself!

"Come here." Putting the shower head into the bathtub, He Jingyuan sprayed shower gel on his legs, with a domineering tone.

"You can wash it yourself, be careful, your back won't touch the water." Ruan Xiya muttered, turned around and was about to go out.

"Stop." He Jingyuan grabbed Ruan Xiya's arm with his wet hands, and with a strong pull, he pulled her into his arms.

Ruan Xiya stood there at a loss, subconsciously grasping He Jingyuan's wet arm with both hands, her eyes wandering.

"Help me wash my hair." Letting go of Ruan Xiya, He Jingyuan sat by the bathtub with his back to Ruan Xiya.

Seeing the heavy gauze wrapped around He Jingyuan's back, Ruan Xiya's heart softened, she reached out to test the water temperature, and gently helped He Jingyuan start washing her hair.

The girl's soft little hands and the warm water passed through her hair and scalp, and He Jingyuan's heart beat out of rhythm, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Ruan Xiya concentrated on helping He Jingyuan wash his hair, and when her fingertips touched He Jingyuan's blushing eartips, Ruan Xiya looked suspiciously for a second longer.

"The water temperature is too hot?"

"No." He Jingyuan lowered his head, and said in a somewhat low voice.

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya kept moving her hands, but her gaze stayed on the tips of He Jingyuan's ears for a few seconds.

After a while, Ruan Xiya suddenly realized.

Could it be that He Jingyuan is... shy! ?
Ruan Xiya was taken aback by her own thoughts, quickly washed He Jingyuan's hair, put on the shower cap, and quickly left the bathroom.

After coming out of the bathroom, Ruan Xiya noticed that most of her clothes were already wet, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to her body.

Walking to the door of the second bedroom familiarly, Ruan Xiya pushed the door and was about to enter, but found that the door was locked!

"Mother Wu, why is the bedroom door locked?" Ruan Xiya asked in panic, her hands still on the doorknob, trying again and again.

Hearing Ruan Xiya's exclamation, Mama Wu put down her work and said apologetically, "Ma'am, the key should be in Mr.'s hand, and I don't know why the door is locked."

Angrily, she returned to He Jingyuan's bedroom, and standing outside the bathroom, Ruan Xiya raised her voice, "He Jingyuan, where is the key?"

However, apart from the sound of running water in the bathroom, there was no reply.

Ruan Xiya was almost driven mad by He Jingyuan, walking around in the bedroom with anger surging in her heart.

Finally, when Ruan Xiya couldn't take it anymore, the bathroom door opened with a click.

Immediately, He Jingyuan came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

Ruan Xiya walked up to He Jingyuan, with her palm facing up, and said in a stiff tone, "Key!"

He Jingyuan rubbed his hair, but didn't answer.

"He Jingyuan, where is the key?"

Trying to suppress the anger in her heart, Ruan Xiya's tone trembled.

"No."

He Jingyuan put on his pajamas, his voice was cold.

"Huh?" Ruan Xiya waved her fist at the man's back, and said viciously, "No key?!"

"No."

He Jingyuan turned his head and spoke again in a very good temper.

Ruan Xiya blinked her eyes and looked at He Jingyuan in disbelief.For a long while, he didn't see any emotion in He Jingyuan's eyes.

Ruan Xiya's heart shrank, her mouth was bitter, "I see, I'll go back now."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Xiya turned around and left quickly, regardless of her soaked clothes.

Before her hand touched the doorknob, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind her, and then the man's arm directly passed her and closed the door.

Ruan Xiya bit her lip, stood there in embarrassment, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. He, what does this mean?"

"Mr. He?" He Jingyuan raised his eyebrows, the anger in his body almost burned Ruan Xiya to ashes.