Substitute for the little ancestor

It seemed like he hadn't had such a relaxed mood for a long time.

Si Chenmo felt that Ruan Tong, who was waiting for him to go home at this time, moved his heart the most.

He at least has some ability to distinguish between true and false.

At home, Aunt Chen made soup.

Ruan Tong stood in front of the door and waited under an umbrella.

The scene of last night came to mind.

Those shy words were bewitched by Si Chenmo, and Ruan Tong's fair face turned slightly red.

I don't know how long I have been waiting.

Finally, a familiar voice came from not far away.

Ruan Tong's eyes were delighted.

Just as Si Chenmo got out of the car and opened the door, their eyes met under the dark sky.

Ruan Tong ran over with small steps.

The shallow water beach on the stone rock was trampled on, and the water droplets that flew up gradually landed on Ruan Tong's calf.

"You're back."

Ruan Tong looked up at Si Chenmo.

She stood on tiptoe and tried to lift the umbrella over Si Chenmo's head.

Si Chenmo smiled lightly: "Idiot, you will get wet."

Si Chenmo took the umbrella from Ruan Tong's hand.

The black umbrella leaned towards Ruan Tong's side.

Si Chenmo stood in the direction of the rain, blocking it calmly.

Before entering the house, the strong fragrance has already drifted to the yard.

Ruan Tong's stomach growled twice.

Until entering the house, put away the umbrella.

It was only then that Ruan Tong realized that Si Chenmo's shoulders were wet by the rain during the short distance.

Immediately react.

He said with some distress: "Are you stupid, such a little way will get wet."

Ruan Tongming knew the reason of the matter but still wanted to blame him.

Si Chenmo curled his lips: "Facing my family Tongtong, I don't seem to be smart anymore."

Ruan Tong lowered his head shyly: "Okay, you go up and change your clothes first."

Si Chenmo was a little tall, and Ruan Tong lightly tiptoed to rub his collar.

She said softly: "Aunt Chen's soup tonight will replenish her body later, she must be very tired these days."

Si Chenmo held Ruan Tong's wrist tightly and pulled her closer to him.

His gaze became intense.

"You care about me, right?"

Ruan Tong became shy with his ears burning.

She pushed Si Chenmo away: "Yes, I care about you, hurry up and change into wet clothes."

After she finished speaking, she ran away.

"I'll serve you the soup."

Si Chenmo's mood became brighter, and the fatigue of these days disappeared in a flash.

The soup was just out of the pot and it was very hot.

Si Chenmo was worried that Ruan Tong would take it himself.

He hurried down the stairs.

The slightly open collar exudes a burst of aroma, mixed with the smell of soup.

Ruan Tong froze for a second.

"Have you changed your perfume?"

"Well, I'm afraid the previous one is too thick and it will choke you."

Si Chenmo responded softly.

Putting down the soup in his hand, he thoughtfully pulled out the seat.

Ruan Tong was stunned for two seconds.

Si Chenmo turned his head, raised his eyes, and met her gaze.

His deep eyes were full of softness, and he said gently: "Don't you like this taste?"

Ruan Tong shook her head, she smiled slightly: "No, this one is pretty good."

The rain outside became louder again.

Ruan Tong habitually made the gesture of holding the phone.

Si Chenmo just remembered.

He took out his phone and pushed it in front of Ruan Tong.

"Look at the contents inside, is there anything missing?"

Ruan Tong nodded.

Turning on the phone, I browsed through the photo album and chat history first.

All of them are there.

What surprised her even more was that even the previous screen settings were not bad at all.

Ruan Tong's eyes were full of stars, she looked at Si Chenmo: "How did you do it, it's amazing!"

Si Chen Mo Jun raised his eyebrows, quite proudly: "It's just a trivial matter, it's very simple."

His subordinates gathered elites from all walks of life.

There's no question at all about repairing your phone.

After clicking on the social software, Ruan Tong found out.

My WeChat has been bombarded by Ji Ziyang and Bai Junyao.

Pull to the top and take a closer look, it is the information from last night.

Yesterday at 20:04
Bai Junyao: [Xiao Ruanzi, if you get home, remember to send me a message. 】

Ji Ziyang: 【I've made my beloved classmate Ruan miserable because of you this time! ! 】

Ji Ziyang: *N
……

Ruan Tong clapped his forehead and smiled.

"what happened?"

Si Chenmo spoke.

"No, I just feel that my news is a little funny."

Si Chenmo took Ruan Tong's cell phone.

I briefly browsed Ruan Tong's news: 99+
98 of them were probably sent by Ji Ziyang.

The corners of Si Chenmo's mouth slightly curled up: "It seems that your friends are very worried about you."

But I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Did Ji Ziyang's concern for Ruan Tong go too far?

Jealousy slowly rises.

Ruan Tong took the phone.

[Junyao, I just changed my phone today, so I didn't reply to you in time. 】

[I'm fine now, don't worry! 】

After replying to Bai Junyao's message, Ruan Tong clicked on Ji Ziyang's message.

I saw her holding back her smile.

Si Chenmo was puzzled again.

"Ji Ziyang is complaining to me, saying that he is too worried about me and messed up the impression he left on others."

Ruan Tong covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

However, several black lines appeared on Si Chenmo's face.

Too worried about Ruan Tong.

Si Chenmo almost had the word "unhappy" on his face.

He had no expression on his face, and lowered his head to drink the soup.

He only answered one word in a calm voice: "Oh."

Ruan Tong heard something wrong with her tone, she turned off the phone.

Looking up at Si Chenmo, I saw the obvious expression on his face.

Ruan Tong raised her eyebrows, and she said in a low voice, "Don't think too much, there must be something wrong with this kid."

Ji Ziyang lay on the bed, frowning.

Seeing that Ruan Tong only replied with an emoji, he felt even more depressed.

Wan Shuhe has completely ignored him.

Feeling like your heart is being squeezed, it's not good.

Ji Ziyang tilted his head, and pouted slightly: "Ji Ziyang, Ji Ziyang, what is it about Wan Shuhe that attracts you? Do you care about her so much?"

Good looking?

Ji Ziyang wondered.

He couldn't figure it out, but he just had an inexplicable affection for Wan Shuhe.

Every time I see her, my heart beats faster.

At this moment the door was pushed open.

Ji Ziyang was startled.

He turned his head back, with some impatience on his face: "What are you doing, mom, you scared me."

Ji's mother came in with a fruit plate.

"Of course I'm here to bring some snacks to my precious son. Look at you, is dinner called eating? After a bite or two, your dad doesn't even bother to talk about you."

Ji Ziyang pouted: "I know, I know, you go out, let me clean up by myself!"

Saying that, Ji Ziyang got up and pushed his mother out.

"You child!"

There was a sound of closing the door with a 'bang'.

Ji Ziyang climbed onto the bed again in two or three steps.

Looking at the carefully arranged fruit dessert, Ji Ziyang didn't want to eat it.

He rested his head on the table with his hands.

Suddenly, the long-lost message notification sounded.

Ji Ziyang hastily turned on the phone.

It's Tencent Video.

"What, even you bully me!"