Help! The evil boss of flash marriage is made to blush every day

Rong Yan asked casually: "I heard that you resigned, what are you going to do?"

Talking about this, Shen Ji was very happy, his eyebrows curved: "Do what I like to do."

Rong Yan curled his lips and rubbed her head: "Then you draw first, and I'll go out and make you a supper."

In the kitchen, Rong Yan opened Weibo and left a message under a post called "Sour words mean plums are not sour": I hope that the bright moon will be covered with stars again.

After saying this, Rong Yan washed his hands and started making supper.

At night, Rong Yan followed his promise to Shen Xian a few days ago and stayed at night for two days. Shen Xian was afraid that someone would get sick late at night, so he proposed to sleep in separate rooms.

After Shen Xian finished drawing, she sat on the bedside and opened her Weibo account. There were still messages from her loyal fans: J.R., when are you going to design new products?

: Are you going to withdraw from the circle?

: Please come back to the world, it will definitely be a bloody storm.

Shen Xian smiled and switched to another trumpet. This trumpet was her own trumpet, and not many people knew about it.

She posted a new post today, which was a sketch of a crown.

Then I discovered that there was a message from "Yansanmeng" under my latest update.

She was stunned for a moment, then happily clicked on his homepage. He was a very famous writer, and the story he wrote told about a ten-year secret love.

The male protagonist loves the female protagonist deeply, but the female protagonist doesn’t know it.

Shen Xian couldn't help but be moved and shed tears every time he read his novels.

Because she liked Yan Sanmeng's books so much, she would leave messages on his Weibo like other fans.

Occasionally, Yan Sanmeng noticed her and gave her some replies.

But I didn’t expect that this time I would take the initiative to leave a message on my Weibo.

There was a knock on the door, and Shen Xian quickly turned off the bedside lamp and hid under the quilt and pretended to sleep.

Rong Yan pushed the door open and came in. He was wearing a dark red nightgown made of silk, his chest was slightly open, and he was holding a glass of red wine in his hand. He was leaning against the door, his Adam's apple rolling slightly due to the flow of red wine into his throat, which was extremely sexy.

Perhaps because of drinking, his voice had a mellow tone: "Jiaojiao, I know you're not sleeping."

Under the quilt, Shen Geng was still thinking about how he knew whether he was sleeping or not, when the mattress suddenly sank deep and he sat over.

Rong Yan stared at her, and even got closer to look at her carefully.

His eyes swept across her face inch by inch. He would never be able to see enough of this face for the rest of his life.

The breath he exhaled, with the mellow aroma of alcohol, sprayed on Shen Xian's nose.

Just when Shen Ji couldn't hold herself any longer, someone suddenly pinched her face.

Shen Xian wanted to scold her, but she pretended to be disturbed and turned over and continued to pretend to sleep.

Rong Yan stared at her back for a long time, and finally smiled heartily, lying beside her, and his long arms naturally rested on her waist.

Shen Geng froze.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you tonight."

With these words, Shen Xian felt relieved. She really couldn't stand his torture anymore. When she looked in the mirror yesterday, she found that she had dark circles under her eyes, which showed that the battle had been fierce recently.

Rong Yan lifted the quilt and squeezed in.

His fingers were intertwined in her hair, smoothing it back and forth. His index finger picked up a lock of blue hair and placed it under the tip of her nose. He closed his eyes, and memories appeared in front of his eyes.

No one knew that he had had three dreams: first meeting her, falling in love with her, and marrying her.

And now, he has achieved two games. Although the order is wrong, everything is on track.

A curve appeared at the corner of Rong Yan's mouth, and he asked casually: "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Shen Ji happened to be a little hungry, so he blurted out: "Meat cake powder soup."

After saying that, I wished I could die on the spot.

A smile flashed in Rong Yanfeng's eyes: "Oh, I'm talking in my sleep."

He gently patted her on the face and back, his dark eyes could not hide their sparkle: "Go to sleep, I'll coax you."

His filming was rhythmic and soothing, and Shen Ji slowly fell asleep.

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The twilight of dawn replaced the night, and the first light appeared on the eastern horizon. In the silence, the sound of dewdrops dripping from the grass blades could be heard.

A layer of mist shrouded the entire morning, and a beam of bright light penetrated the mist and shone on Shen Xian's face.

Shen Geng raised his head, letting the warm light spread over his face, and narrowed his eyes in comfort.

Her whole body was like a goddess bathed in light, her whole body was glowing.

In Rong Yan's eyes, this scene was like a scroll, beautiful in heaven and on earth.

Shen Xian looked to the side. Behind the iron fence was the school basketball court. The dull feeling of the basketball hitting the ground was accompanied by the sound of running slogans on the playground.

Rong Yan parked the car and came over, grabbing her hand: "Let's go."

Shen Xian's resentful eyes drifted over: "Why did you bring me here so early in the morning?"

She hadn't slept enough, so she was pulled out of bed early in the morning.

Rong Yanda held her hand and walked into a breakfast shop at the end of an alley.

His voice was sexy in the early morning: "Don't you want to eat meat patty powder soup?"

Shen Xian stared: "How do you know this place?"

This is the breakfast shop she used to visit every day when she was in high school. Their meat pie noodle soup is Shen's favorite.

Rong Yan looked away and said in an incomprehensible tone: "I came here often when I was in college here."

Shen Xian grabbed his sleeve excitedly: "Are you from Mingcheng No. [-] Middle School too?"

Rong Yan nodded.

Shen Xian's eyes lit up: "I didn't expect that we were in the same high school. You should be two years older than me."

"Freshman class."

what?

Rong Yan explained: "Due to some special reasons, I stayed at one level."

Shen Xian was puzzled: "But why have I never seen you?"

His voice was very soft, mixed with the morning wind, making it even more ethereal: "Probably because it's not important."

Shen Xian couldn't hear it very clearly, but she didn't pay much attention. All her mind was attracted by the meat pie that she longed for.

Today is the weekend, there are not many people in school, and there are not many people in the breakfast shop.

Shen Xian was recognized by the breakfast shop owner at a glance: "It's you, little girl."

Shen Geng: "Do you still remember me?"

"Yeah, you always came to my place before."

"Uh-huh."

The boss had a smile in his eyes, but he was deeply impressed by this little girl because she was a boy.

As soon as the boss turned his head, he saw the man sitting opposite.

Some memories followed, and the boss opened his mouth in surprise, looked at Rong Yan, and then at Shen Geng.

This this……

Rong Yan nodded to the boss: "Let's serve the meal."

The boss reacted and went to the kitchen, sighing in his heart.

Unexpectedly, two completely unrelated people actually sat together.

Back then, that little girl came to his shop almost every day, and at the table behind her, there was always a boy sitting alone.

Then one day the boy didn't come, but a group of gangsters came in. The gangsters took a fancy to the pretty girl at a glance and started harassing her.