Quick Wear: The Villain's Spoiled Little Beauty

She saw this through a series of actions they took tonight.

It’s not that Jiaojiao is too narcissistic. Her sixth sense tells her that the other party has ulterior motives, or maybe he is just attracted by her beauty.

Song Jiaojiao had originally planned to avoid him as much as possible after today.

Don't give others hope if you don't have the feeling.

She has always been so decisive. If she likes someone, she will pursue him. If she doesn't like someone, she will reject him. She doesn't flirt or keep secrets.

Song Jiaojiao smiled at the boss:

"Okay, then I will stay away from him in the future. I won't get in touch with people that Brother Yuan doesn't like."

The girl's words instantly calmed the boy's restless heart.

Rong Yuan couldn't help but stare at Jiaojiao, the light in his eyes flickered, his thick and long eyelashes cast a shadow, and his passionate emotions were hidden under the light and shadow.

The gloomy aura around him faded.

Jiaojiao is so good, how can he not love her...

The boy's expression softened again, and his tightly pursed lips curved into a charming arc.

Monster! ! Song Jiaojiao was stunned for a second and quickly looked away.

I’m afraid that if I’m a step slower, I’ll come up with some bad ideas.

Fortunately, I'm home.

When the servants saw them coming back, they stopped what they were doing and walked over to them and said, "Oh, young lady and young master, you are back."

"Well, Auntie, please cook some midnight snack for Brother Yuan. He hasn't had dinner yet."

"Okay! What do you want to eat, Master?"

Rong Yuan shook his head: "Let's cook a bowl of noodles."

"Okay"

After the maid responded, she quickly wiped the table and went to the kitchen.

Song Jiaojiao also said goodbye to the boss and prepared to go back to her room: "Brother Yuan, I'm going back to my room. You should also go back to your room and take a shower after eating your noodles."

" good "

Rong Yuan watched the girl enter the room before reluctantly looking away.

He sat at the dining table with his eyes downcast, having always ignored one fact.

The boy thought that as long as he got the approval of the elders, he could have her, but the fact is that the girl's approval is the most important.

In Jiaojiao's heart, he has always been a brother.

This is for Rong Yuan, who has never been in love.

For a moment, I didn't know where to start.

He had no problem solving those complicated and difficult Olympiad mathematics problems because they were all taught in the textbooks and he only needed to look at them a few more times to learn them.

But how to fall in love? How to chase girls?

It's not mentioned in the books at all.

The boy lowered his head, silent and depressed. Jiaojiao grew up.

He used to be expectant and happy, but now he is worried and panicked, afraid that the girl will be attracted to a third party...

No, Jiaojiao can only have me in her eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she was the only one by Rong Yuan's side, it was always like this and it will always be like this.

He also thought that Jiaojiao would be alone.

It was not until today that he discovered that there were more and more people around Jiaojiao. She was always like this, always possessing the charm that could make other boys fall in love at first sight. This finally made the boy feel a sense of crisis after many years.

Rong Yuan didn't know what to do to make Jiaojiao know that he liked her and accept her.

Just at this moment, the maid brought a bowl of noodles to the table.

She urged: "Master, the noodles are ready, eat them while they are hot."

The noodles were fragrant and steaming, with pieces of beef of equal size on top and an attractively poached egg underneath.

Rong Yuan pulled back the messy thoughts in his mind, nodded and took the cutlery. While eating, he stared at the table thoughtfully.

The young man's dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The maid looked at him puzzledly.

She thought to herself: Am I too tired from work recently?

Look at the dark circles under the child's eyes. No, no, she has to get up early tomorrow morning. She has to add more medicinal herbs to the breakfast porridge to make it tasty and nourish the child's body.

Song Jiaojiao returned to the room and went into the bathroom.

It was more than half an hour later when I came out again.

She wiped the ends of her hair with a pink towel and asked Liu Liu nonchalantly, "Does the original owner have a love line?"

Liu Liu was surprised that the host asked this question.

[No, host. The original owner died early. According to the world trajectory, there is no story line.]

【what about now? 】

[Still nothing, what's wrong, host? ]

Jiaojiao shook her head [It’s okay, it seems there are really coincidences in the world]

Hearing this, the Liuliu System knew what she meant.

[The host and Qin Wenchuan may have a little bit of similar magnetic fields. If it were the original owner, there might really be a love line, but the host's consciousness is not controlled by the small world, so there will be no known story track.]

So that's how it is. Jiaojiao's confusion was resolved and she felt particularly relaxed.

She slowly changed into light-colored home clothes.

The WeChat message on the phone rang.

Song Jiaojiao walked over and picked it up. A message came from an unfamiliar avatar: Tomorrow is the weekend, are you free?

When she saw her note, she remembered that it was Qin Wenchuan.

This was their first chat after adding each other on WeChat.

The chat history still stopped at City A and that day, the other party greeted me.

She had just arrived home when she saw it.

I forgot to reply after turning off my phone, and the other party didn’t send any messages afterwards. There are not many contacts in Jiaojiao’s list, and most of the people she knows are pinned to the top.

This way it won’t be difficult to find her, and she doesn’t use WeChat often.

Song Jiaojiao thought about it, tapped the screen with her white and tender fingers, and replied to him: What's wrong?

Unexpectedly, the other party replied so quickly.

Qin Wenchuan: It's like this, a friend gave me two opera tickets, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to watch it together? / Naughty (with pictures attached)

She took a look and was a little interested, but not much.

I also decided to keep a distance from each other so as not to give others any illusions.

Reply: I'm sorry, thank you for your kindness, but I have other things to do on the weekend, so it's not very convenient.

Qin Wenchuan: It’s a pity, but it’s okay/smiley face

Reply: Okay, I’ll take a rest first, bye!

After replying the last sentence, she dropped her phone and collapsed on the soft big bed as if she had no bones.

When Song Jiaojiao thought of opera, she thought of the cinema.

Suddenly, she turned over, grabbed her phone and checked the movie she had booked.

It's been online for two days.

I looked at the date and I don’t know if you’ll be busy tomorrow as it’s the weekend.

He will definitely go to the company, but I don’t know if he will have to work overtime at night.

Song Jiaojiao felt that she should go and ask him.

Rong Yuan went back to his room after finishing his noodles. He sat there thinking for a long time but couldn't figure out how to express his feelings.

On the contrary, the more he thought about it, the more confused his thoughts became, and his brows were furrowed.

Dong Dong Dong

"Brother Yuan," the girl's soft and sweet voice came from outside the door.

The boy's fair and paranoid handsome face softened all of a sudden.

He quickly suppressed his emotions and walked over.

When I opened the door, I saw the girl's sweet smile, "Jiaojiao..."

"Nothing, I just want to ask if you want to work overtime tomorrow night. The movie I told you about last time is now online. Do you have time to watch it tomorrow night?"

Jiaojiao didn't go in. She stood at the door and asked directly.

"If you don't have time, we can go next time."

Rong Yuan was nearly two heads taller than the girl, and her small figure was reflected in his dark pupils.

He pursed his lips and nodded, looking at Jiaojiao without blinking:

"Sure, I have time tomorrow night..."

In fact, she is very busy, but when I think that if I don’t go, she might go with someone else...

The boy didn't know how to express his feelings for the time being.

But now, he just wanted to occupy all of Jiaojiao's time and not leave any room for anyone else.

Seeing that the boss agreed, Jiaojiao blinked and smiled:

"Then I'll place an order and reserve a seat later. How about setting the time for 8:30 tomorrow night? You get off work at 6 o'clock, and then we can go have dinner!"

Rong Yuan had no objection and completely let the girl decide.

He nodded, his voice low and soft: "Okay"

"Brother Yuan, you haven't taken a shower yet, right? Then go and take a shower and get some rest. I'll be back to my room~"

“........Okay.”

The two rooms are right facing each other, very close.

When closing the door, the girl smiled at him.

The young man held back his beating heart, stared deeply at the door with his dark eyes, and stood for more than ten seconds before closing the door.

Good night, my darling…