Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft heroine is pampered by the group in the plane

It has to be said that workaholic Su Zhiruan was moved.

Ever since she came up with the idea of ​​building a base, she has been busy all day and has no time to rest. She has mentioned it many times, but she still finds it difficult to actually lie down.

"Then let's take a day off together tomorrow, ignore worldly affairs, and disappear for a day." Su Zhiruan stretched out his arm, his eyebrows curved into a crescent shape.

In the darkness, she couldn't see the man's face clearly, but she could feel the steady heartbeat in his chest under her elbow, and the muffled chuckle in her ear, "Okay, stay in seclusion for a day."

"We haven't been together like this for a long time," he said in a muffled voice, entangled with her fingers, "Are you tired of me? Last time, you kept looking at a man. Was he good-looking? Better looking than me?"

"Man? Which one?" Su Zhiruan heard his sour tone and immediately blinked and began to search in her memories about who this man was that she had been looking at for such a long time.

"Researcher, I talked to you," Wen Qingyu said slowly, and he moved closer to her, "You were talking and laughing, and you exchanged several sentences."

"Oh! I remember!" When he said this, Su Zhiruan immediately remembered who he was talking about.

He was someone the original owner knew. He was a neighbor brother whom she met every day when she went out to work while living in an old and run-down house. He was a college student. Perhaps he felt sorry for the original owner, a working girl, so he often took care of her.

When Su Zhiruan saw him, she was very happy. She originally thought that she had been killed a long time ago, but she didn't expect that she was so powerful now.

Seeing that she suddenly stopped talking and fell into deep thought, Wen Qingyu continued to tighten her arms around her.

Jealousy spread in his heart.

In the next second——

The man leaned on his elbow beside her, jumped up, and clasped her shoulders tightly, facing Su Zhiruan, "You are distracted, Ruanruan."

"No," Su Zhiruan said stubbornly. She smiled guiltily and hugged Wen Qingyu who was right above her. "If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't know who this is."

"Really?" The man casually lifted a corner and covered his hand, "So, who is he?"

Su Zhiruan was in a brainstorming mood. She herself had no contact with this neighbor brother, but she couldn't say that she was not the original owner, so she could only give a vague introduction.

"He's the brother of my neighbor who used to live downstairs. Sometimes we'd talk when we met on the road." She finished as briefly as possible.

After listening to this, Wen Qingyu did not answer.

He didn't stop moving.

Su Zhiruan: "...I have explained it all clearly."

"I know," he pecked Su Zhiruan's forehead. If there was light at this time, one could see the corners of his lips curled up and his ears reddened. Then, he said slowly, "But it's too late to tell me this now."

Su Zhiruan: "..."

Actually, they are in pure love. They have been together for so long, but this is the first time for them.

Soon, fresh peaches appeared before his eyes.

Wen Qingyu blinked.

The third floor is cooler than the first floor, and there are electric fans and wind blowing through the north and south windows, so it is more suitable for lying down.

The half-drawn transparent curtains were blown by the wind.

Su Zhiruan opened his eyes and pointed at the curtains, "…The curtains are not drawn, someone will see us…"

The man smiled and pulled her hand back, interlocking their fingers. "No."

Su Zhiruan rolled her eyes at him.

Just think about it and you will know that the word "soft" in this context is not a normal and good word.