President, give me back my body!

Ruan Yu's concern made Song Huaijin look a little better.

However, I still feel uncomfortable in my heart. Even though the expression on my face has eased, it is not good to see, "I don't have a wound right now, but I am afraid that I will see him and be so angry that my wound hurts." After finishing speaking, Song Huaijin snorted coldly.

He really didn't want to see Lu Qing.

It was only then that Ruan Yu realized what Song Huaijin meant.

He smiled flatteringly at Song Huaijin, "But isn't that also Chairman Song's friend? After all, you are related."

Song Huaijin snorted again, the way she looked at Ruan Yu made Ruan Yu inexplicably guilty.

After persuasion for a long time, Song Huaijin still didn't let go.

Ruan Yu became a little frustrated, "That's fine, then you go to bed early." With her head down, she got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

She wanted to have a good communication with Lu Qing, study and discuss, and maybe combine it with Ruan's ancient books, so that she could break through her current self in terms of design.

But Song Huaijin didn't let go, she really had nothing to do.

Before entering the bathroom, he remembered something, and said to Song Huaijin: "Secretary Zhao said that she has sent the general process and specific design of this spring fashion conference to your mailbox, and I will show you tomorrow." Saying this At that time, the tone was still unable to conceal the loss.

Song Huaijin's heart was inexplicably pulled, and then softened.

After Ruan Yu closed the door, she gradually calmed down.

When Ruan Yu teased him just now, he was even more angry, because Ruan Yu was all for Lu Qing.But now, Ruan Yu looked disappointed...but he felt a little distressed and wavered.

He didn't like Ruan Yu's loss and disappointment, and he didn't want her to be sad.

Forget it, but it's just a meeting.

Song Huaijin looked at the lighted door of the bathroom and sighed slightly.He understood now that he really fell on Ruan Yu.If he was in the past, how could he be so "indecisive" like he is now?
Ruan Yu didn't wash up quickly, because going out with Song Huaijin's face didn't have to put on makeup like she used to when going out. Of course, she didn't need to remove her makeup now, so it was very fast.

When I got out of the bathroom, I saw that Song Huaijin hadn't slept yet.

"Are you still not sleepy today?"

Song Huaijin's face was awkward, and she didn't respond to this question, but said, "It's not impossible to meet each other." It was agreed to Ruan Yu's previous request.

Ruan Yu was stunned.

Then he realized what Song Huaijin said just now.

"Did I hear you right? You said it's okay to meet once?" She asked back in surprise, and her voice returned from the disappointment to surprise and excitement.

"Well, I'll see you in a few days." Song Huaijin's face darkened again, "Okay, turn off the lights and go to bed."

Ruan Yu excitedly went to turn off the light again, and went to bed herself.

Lying on the bed, he was still tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his mind was full of communication between the upcoming "self" and Lu Qing.Finally, I slowly fell asleep.

the next day.

Ruan Yu got up very early habitually.

After cooperating with Zhao Xunyu's early rounds, Ruan Yu finished feeding Song Huaijin the porridge.

Not forgetting what Secretary Zhao said about the release of the spring trend last night, she picked up the tablet next to her and logged in to Song Huaijin's email account skillfully.

Click it, and sure enough, I saw the relevant documents released this spring.

Sitting beside Song Huaijin's bed, Ruan Yu turned the tablet sideways so that Song Huaijin could also see the contents of the emails in the tablet.

Scroll down page by page.

Song Huaijin still felt that this design was expected.

Tian Ying was injured and unable to do this spring trend release design, Song Huaijin simply asked other core designers in the company to jointly design this theme to brainstorm.Now it seems that the effect is still good.

Not outstanding, but not wrong either.Although, it's always a little bland, and the first impression won't be too deep.

But the more Ruan Yu looked at it, the more she felt that something was missing.

"Do you feel that there seems to be something missing here?" asked with some doubts.

This spring's trendy design, in order to meet the urgent season, designers mostly design in warm colors.However, the elegant and precious silk fabric, combined with the warm and lively ideas they want to express, seems to be a bit inconsistent, as if something is missing.

"What's missing?" Song Huaijin asked.

After all, he has never studied design and is not a professional designer, so it is convenient here and he cannot be as sensitive as Ruan Yu.

Ruan Yu shook her head.She couldn't recall what was missing right now.

I just expressed my current thoughts: "The fabric doesn't match the design style and color of this time."

After Ruan Yu said this, Song Huaijin looked at the design pictures in the document again, and then felt that there seemed to be some truth.

Without extra words, Song Huaijin's brief introduction is clear: "Let them change."

Ruan Yu wanted to say something else, but suddenly had no idea, so she nodded.If you are going to go down later, tell Secretary Zhao first, and ask them to change the existing design.

Continue to roughly read the next questions in the document, and after confirming that there are no other major problems, Ruan Yu put away the tablet.Looking at Song Huaijin, "Is there anything else I want to eat? I'll buy it for you." After making Song Huaijin drink the tasteless white porridge for several days, today, Zhao Xunyu finally said that he could eat something else Yes, Song Huaijin felt that she couldn't bear him too much, so she spoke kindly.

Who knows, Song Huaijin is more concerned about another matter, "I want to wipe my body."

A few days ago, Song Huaijin couldn't take a bath because she had a lot of injuries and couldn't touch the water.Even wiping the body is just wiping the arms and legs, and other places can't be touched at all.

For Song Huaijin, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, it was a kind of torture.

In comparison, this is more uncomfortable than making him drink porridge every day.

It's getting better recently, and I immediately asked to wipe my body.Even if I can't take a bath, I still can't touch the injury on my back, but more or less, I can rub a little bit.

"Okay, I'll go get hot water. By the way, call Zhao Ning and ask Zhao Ning to come over later." Ruan Yu nodded, got up to make a phone call and get hot water.

Although Song Huaijin has a female body now, but if Zhao Ning wipes his body or sees his body, she thinks Song Huaijin still can't accept it.Even myself, when I think of that scene, I feel a little weird.

Then you can only go up by yourself.

Anyway, the two of them even took a shower together, and now it's just to wipe his body, it's still his own body, there's nothing to be shy or inconvenient about.

However, after locking the door and taking off Song Huaijin's hospital gown, Ruan Yu's face suddenly became hot again.

"You are not allowed to look!" Ruan Yu's voice was a little anxious.

She forgot that she took a shower at night before, and it was still in the bathroom.But now, in broad daylight, she is still in the ward. Although the door is locked and the curtains are drawn, this is a VIP ward, and the sealing and privacy are well done, but it still makes her feel weird .

In particular, Song Huaijin's gaze on her body was extremely natural.Although he didn't look at it deliberately, it still made Ruan Yu a little shy.