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

He Jingyuan glanced at Ruan Xiya lightly, but didn't speak.

Ruan Xiya swallowed hard, ate an apple to suppress her shock, and said persistently: "Since you have no objection, I will take it as your consent."

After finishing speaking, Ruan Xiya rushed back to the bedroom with the fruit platter in her arms, and closed the door with a "bang".

Hearing the sound of closing the door, He Jingyuan looked up at the closed door with a half-smile, and continued to deal with the work at hand.

After returning to the room, Ruan Xiya rolled comfortably on the big bed a few times before completely relaxing.

She was thinking about He Jingyuan last night, so she didn't sleep well.

After returning home today and having to deal with He Jingyuan again, I am really tired.

Lying on the bed and looking at the closed door, thinking that He Jingyuan was outside the door at this moment, Ruan Xiya felt sour and swelled with happiness.

It's really a blessing to be able to stay with He Jingyuan like this.

……

By the time He Jingyuan finished handling the work in hand, it was already early morning.

He put down his phone, walked to the balcony, and looked at the night scene outside the window with deep eyes.

The matter this time was far more difficult to handle than he imagined. Thinking of the rush these days, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes. No matter who it was, he would never want to control him again!

The cell phone in his pocket vibrated crazily, and He Jingyuan answered the call with a gloomy face.

"Sir, He Jingxuan is making another move."

Habitually tapping the glass with his fingers regularly, He Jingyuan said in a cold tone, "Keep an eye on him, let our people start doing it too."

Hanging up the phone with a gloomy face, He Jingyuan returned to the room with a gloomy expression.

Pushing open the door and walking into the bedroom, looking at Ruan Xiya who was sleeping peacefully on the big bed, He Jingyuan's face softened, and there was unprecedented tenderness in his eyes.

Gently helping Ruan Xiya pull the quilt, he sat down by the bed, looking greedily at the girl's fair face.

God knows how much he misses her these days.

These days abroad, he regretted more than once that he didn't open the door that day, and didn't say goodbye to Ruan Xiya properly.

After leaving the country and seeing Ruan Xiya again, it was the first time he experienced the feeling of longing.

It's true, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns.

If there were not so many jobs and things that entangled him, he would probably return to her uncontrollably.

His fingers carefully outlined Ruan Xiya's face, from the curved willow eyebrows to the big eyes, from the straight nose bridge to the pink lips.

With his fingertips lingering on Ruan Xiya's lips, He Jingyuan's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but leaned down and gently kissed Ruan Xiya's lips.

The sweet and soft touch just like in memory made He Jingyuan almost go crazy.

He couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to savor the dessert that only belonged to him like tasting a dessert.

It wasn't until Ruan Xiya groaned uncomfortably that he came back to his senses and let go of Ruan Xiya.

Rubbing the girl's red and swollen lips with moisture, he felt the abnormality under his body, He Jingyuan got up and went to the bathroom with joy in his eyes.

Lying on the bed with a cold body, He Jingyuan stretched out his long arms and hugged Ruan Xiya into his arms.

Feeling the coldness around He Jingyuan's body, Ruan Xiya frowned in her sleep, but subconsciously shrank into He Jingyuan's arms.

Sensing the girl's movements, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes in satisfaction, gently kissed the girl's forehead, and then fell into a deep sleep.

……

When Ruan Xiya woke up, she was alone on the big bed.

There was a vague woody fragrance in the air, Ruan Xiya took a closer look, and realized that He Jingyuan was sleeping on the bed last night, her cheeks flushed red, and she immediately trembled with anger.

Angrily opening the door, Ruan Xiya walked all the way in front of He Jingyuan before stopping.

"He Jingyuan, tell me, why did you sleep on the bed last night?"

He Jingyuan raised his head and glanced at her lightly, then put down the coffee in his hand slowly, without opening his mouth.

Seeing He Jingyuan's silence, Ruan Xiya became more and more irritable. She slapped the table with a "slap", and said mockingly: "Young Master He doesn't mean anything by talking, and I don't know how many people's big teeth can be laughed off by saying it."

He Jingyuan looked at her with raised eyebrows, "When did I agree?"

Ruan Xiya choked, her cheeks turned red with anger, "You...you..."

She "you" for a long time, but you still don't know why.

In fact, she really couldn't do anything to He Jingyuan.

I can't beat it, I can't get it out...

Turning around helplessly, seeing Fu Yang coming out of the kitchen with a plate, Ruan Xiya froze for a few seconds, then suddenly screamed and rushed back to the bedroom.

Ruan Xiya leaned against the door with a red face, panting heavily, her face was so red that she was about to bleed.

My mind is full of thoughts that Fu Yang probably didn't hear it...

It's so shameful that she can still speak so loudly.

Although she and He Jingyuan simply slept on the same bed, Ruan Xiya felt very ashamed at the thought of being known by others.

After dawdling in the bedroom for half an hour, Ruan Xiya barely controlled her facial expressions, and left the room expressionlessly.

Sitting down at the dining table unnaturally, picking up a sandwich, Ruan Xiya glanced at Fu Yang.

"Fu Yang, thank you for coming to cook us breakfast."

Fu Yang waved his hands, and said in a very respectful tone, "Ma'am, you're welcome, Mr. asked me to come here."

Hearing Fu Yang address her, the corners of Ruan Xiya's mouth froze, and she smiled awkwardly.

Subconsciously looking over to the sofa, seeing that He Jingyuan was still staring at the computer and didn't know what he was looking at, Ruan Xiya curled her lips, wanting to change Fu Yang's name but didn't know how to say it.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly, Ruan Xiya put down the sandwich, and answered the phone with a guilty conscience.

"Shia, open the door for me in 10 minutes. I'm driving, don't talk, just hang up."

Looking at the phone blankly, after a while, Ruan Xiya suddenly remembered that a dinner at home was scheduled for today.

Looking at He Jingyuan on the sofa, thinking of the men's clothes that filled most of the cloakroom, Ruan Xiya almost petrified on the chair.

No, Jingjia will be here in 10 minutes, no matter what, it's better to get He Jingyuan away first.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya didn't bother to eat breakfast, and ran to the sofa very dog-leggedly, and smiled flatteringly at He Jingyuan.

"Ayuan, it's like this. Last week, I invited a friend to come to my house for a greenhouse party today. Look, can you avoid it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, He Jingyuan's expression became very terrifying. He put the computer in his hand heavily on the table, his eyes instantly became extremely cold, and the anger in his whole body began to rage wildly.

Unexpectedly, He Jingyuan would be so angry suddenly, Ruan Xiya subconsciously shrank back on the sofa, opened her mouth, and stammered: "You...you..."

In the next second, the man's chin was firmly pinched, and the man's cold voice sounded in his ear, "Did you make an appointment last week?"