President, give me back my body!

After returning from the homestay, the life of the two returned to the fast-paced urbanization speed, and they were extremely busy every day, worrying more and more.

When things were a little more relaxed, Ruan Yu suddenly thought of something, and said cheerfully to Song Huaijin, "What kind of words did you use at that time to make Teacher Lu Qing think you were still so stingy? You won't make excuses, I Don't let you cooperate and chat?"

Song Huaijin, who was leisurely feeding her fruit, froze, and reluctantly said: "Obviously he thinks too much."

Hearing what he said, Ruan Yu teased and said: "Lu Qing was born in a noble family, and he is an artist who really doesn't care for fame and fortune. How else can he think too much? At most, as the design director of Ruan Group, he wants to expand his thinking with you and work with you. The Song Group develops together. What? Jealous? Jealous King?"

The lines of Jun's face tightened, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he tried his best to restrain himself: "I'm just jealous, so what is Designer Ruan going to do?"

After getting the answer, Ruan Yu relaxed a lot, smiled and pecked his chin a few times calmly, and comforted him: "Don't think about what is there, no matter what you say about this matter, there is something wrong with you to some extent, I plan to confess to him I sincerely apologize, but we will have to work together in the future.”

Partners, it is better to make it clear after all, so as to save unnecessary trouble later.

What's more, Lu Qing contacted her when she was abroad and discussed many designs together. She can feel that this person is a very interesting designer with many wonderful ideas.

There are also reasons for inviting him to be the design director of the Ruan Group. Talents deserve to be taken seriously.

"You want to use my body to apologize to him?" Song Huaijin seemed to hear something unbelievable, and his face suddenly became very surprised and much uglier.

"Otherwise?" Ruan Yu looked at him amusedly.

Song Huaijin remained silent for several seconds, and then asked with determination: "Just the two of you?"

The other party looked at his entangled and pretending to be casual questions, and couldn't help but feel a big softening in his heart. Taking advantage of his height, he hugged him and rubbed his hair: "What do you think?"

In fact, Ruan Yu really didn't think too much about it, but the relationship between the two finally made such a big progress, and she didn't want to make him unhappy, as long as it wasn't too much, she could accept it.

So far, Song Huaijin hasn't learned many ways to straighten her long hair. She tried to cut her hair short several times, but then remembered that this is Ruan Yu's body, so she couldn't just cut it casually.

So the most common way is to straighten the hair, and then put on a hat or clip on a simple side clip.

It doesn't look as sharp as usual, it's a little softer, and the eyes are still not to be underestimated by ordinary people, but in front of Ruan Yu, it always makes her feel protective.

Song Huaijin didn't realize that she was quite pitiful at this time, but said straightly according to her thoughts: "I think that kid has a lot of thoughts about you. Anyway, you can't let you go alone, at least you have to take me with you."

"Oh?" Ruan Yu was taken aback by his words, and then she couldn't laugh or cry: "Do you think he is interested in Song Huaijin's body?"

"No, he's interested in Ruan Yu, so you can't let the two of you get along alone, you have to kill his thoughts in the cradle." That's why at that time, he decisively rejected Lu Qing on the grounds that her husband would be jealous.

It's just that I didn't expect that Lu Qing would go to "Song Huaijin" to talk about this kind of matter once in such a preoccupied way.

But he really wronged Lu Qing, he really didn't look for it specifically, but happened to see "Song Huaijin" coming to the Ruan family, so he vented his "stinginess".

Anyway, that night, Song Huaijin still got the chance to go find Lu Qing with Ruan Yu.

After they settled down, they chose a four-star hotel nearby that was about the same distance from the Ruan Group and the Song Group. They asked Lu Qing if there were still private rooms left.

It seemed to be intentionally leaving Song Huaijin alone, the phone rang for a long time before Lu Qing answered it, and said very perfunctorily: "Sorry, I was busy just now, what can President Song do?"

Ruan Yu smiled calmly and said, "Last time, I misunderstood a bit. I want to invite you to have a meal and apologize. I don't know what you want?"

"Misunderstanding?" The other person seemed to sneer with disdain, and then said lazily: "I don't think there is any misunderstanding, so there is no need to apologize, President Song Jinzun and I am just a designer, I can't bear it. What's more, Xiao Xiao The designer is not as laid-back as Mr. Song, and he has been a little busy recently, so I don't have much time, sorry."

Because Ruan Yu turned on the hands-free, the voice came out very clearly, and the corner of Song Huaijin's mouth curled up into a half-smile, it would be better not to meet each other.

But when he received Ruan Yu's gaze, he could only grab it before the other party hung up, and said unwillingly: "Last time, I neglected the designer of Lu University. My husband said I was ignorant. It was indeed a misunderstanding. Please give me some advice." Think about it."

Ruan Yu just watched him add "my husband" with such a blank expression to give herself a sense of presence, and tried her best not to laugh.

Apparently they didn't expect Ruan Yu to be there too. Hearing her voice, he froze for a moment, didn't hang up the phone, and then said: "I'll think about it, and I'll get back to you." Then hung up the phone.

After putting down the phone, Song Huaijin was full of wariness but said unhurriedly: "Look, this is discriminatory treatment. Let's say that he has evil intentions, right?"

Using Song Huaijin's identity to ask him out, she didn't say much, but she didn't have time, mocking him openly and secretly.

Asking him out with Ruan Yu's identity, and casually saying something, the person who just swore that he was free just now has to think about it in a blink of an eye.

I said it was a matter of consideration, but in fact everyone knew it in their hearts, but it was just a matter of putting on a face, and in fact it was a promise.

So Ruan Yu dialed the number of the hotel just now and booked a small private room with a small space and a low-key and luxurious design.

It was Ruan Yu's favorite style, and she thought Lu Qing would like it too.

Sure enough, it didn't take long. After she had arranged these things, she received a reply from Lu Qing on Song Huaijin's mobile phone, saying that there is not much time and they can meet for a short time.

She made an appointment for dinner tomorrow, and sent the time and place, but the other party didn't respond.

She put down her phone, got up to take a shower, and when she came out after wiping her hair, she saw that Song Huaijin hadn't left yet. She was a little embarrassed at first, but she saw him flipping through his phone records on the sofa.

She walked over with a smile: "What? This is the start of the check-up?"

Song Huaijin didn't find anything, but he was even more suspicious that Lu Qing had a problem with him, so he babbled to Ruan Yu dissatisfied.

At the same time, he took the small hair dryer from her hand and dried her hair.

The hair on Song Huaijin's body is not long, nor is it as hard as his own, but rather soft.

He was still blowing his hair in a very serious manner at first, and then his hand in his hair slipped down at some point, and he stretched it through the neckline of the bathrobe, and shamelessly praised: "My husband has such a good figure."

Because of the height problem, Song Huaijin lay on Ruan Yu's back with her feet on her feet. Now this thing looks ambiguous.

Ruan Yu was caught off guard by his action, her face turned red all of a sudden, and even flew to the corner of her eyes, with a charming color in her rhyme.

"Don't make trouble, go back to your room." Ruan Yu resisted the scorching sensation where the body was touched, which seemed to be burning.

Song Huaijin's eyes had gradually darkened. Hearing this, an inexplicable expression flashed across her face. Then she chuckled, dried her hair, got up and went back.

Before the time, wait a little longer.