Lucky King and Fake Tenderness

It took Jia Rourou a long time to realize that he was being pursued backwards. It was really that Wang Xingfu's pursuit method was too gentle, too subtle, like boiling a frog in warm water.

Until one day, Jia's family of four sneaked in for a small get-together.The family reunion that started after dinner lasted until almost eleven o'clock in the evening. After returning to the room, Gentleman Jia took a pinch and called Diao Ritian when eleven o'clock approached, telling him dotingly that it was time to go to bed.

At this time, Jia Wenrou was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously flipped through the text messages in the phone.

Nowadays, various chat software emerge in an endless stream, and it is rare for friends to use text messages to chat.Wang Xingxing is a person who likes to use penguins, but every morning and evening, he texts her good morning and evening, tells her to add meals, and reminds her to pay attention to weather changes.

When I first opened the text message record, the text messages of the two people were on the top line, and the bottom ones were all advertisements and reminders from various unknown communication numbers of "10xxxxxxxx".

The chat records of the two people are also very regular. Each day's date starts with "good morning", and after one or two reminders, it ends with "good night", and then starts a new day.

Repeatedly.

The latest text message was sent an hour ago, and it was a routine: "Are you asleep?"

Jia Rourou remembered that she was being asked by her mother about the progress of her relationship with Diao Ritian, so she replied perfunctorily: "Not yet."

After all, it was the person I liked in my heart. After replying, she felt that the tone of the two words she sent was not good. In fact, the words and punctuation marks could not tell anything, but she was not in a good mood at the time, so she felt that these two simple words And that lonely full stop was a bit off-putting, so I replied in a compensatory way:

"I'm very busy now, I won't sleep until later."

Wang Xingxing didn't send text messages later, and Jia Rourou looked at the gray and blue interlaced dialog box on the phone screen at this time, feeling a little dazed.

Looking at Gentleman Jia, who was chuckling and whispering into the phone, he couldn't help but twitch his fingers, and then typed the word "good night" in the input field and sent it out.

Not long after the blue dialog box appeared, the gray dialog box followed, and the same good night was followed by a small yellow smiley face.

Jia Wenrou realized that the other party had probably been waiting to say good night to her, and her heart became infinitely soft in an instant, as if soaked in honey water, and the restless heart floating in the void slowly fell to the ground.

She really doesn't seem to remember her.

But at this time, Jia Wenrou felt that she could forgive the other party for a little while.

Although the other party didn't remember her and didn't wait for her, he didn't like others either. In this case, she wasn't so dissatisfied.

Jia Wenrou smiled and picked up the phone, walked lightly into Mr. Jia's room, and closed the door behind him.

Gentleman Jia had just finished making the phone call, and was sitting by the bed, as if he was still immersed in the conversation just now, with a slight smile on his lips, slightly curved eyebrows and eyes, looking gentle.

Seeing that Jia Wenrou followed in, he didn't show any surprise. He stretched out his hand and untied his cuffs calmly, freeing his tightly bound neck. He breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jia Wenrou leaned behind the door, did not step forward, lowered her eyelashes, and asked inexplicably, "What are you going to do?"

Gentleman Jia restrained his smile, his tone was not as relaxed and comfortable as before, and he felt a little tense, "It depends on what you plan to do."

Jia Wenrou didn't speak, and stared down at the delicate and colorful Koudan on her nails.

At this time, Jia Wenrou's tone became brisk again, "My problem is much easier to solve than yours." He shrugged: "Actually, there is nothing to worry about."

Jia Wenrou squinted at Gentleman Jia who was gloating at his misfortune, and understood his implication very well.

In the final analysis, the requirements for boys and girls in the family are different.

Worrying about the marriage of boys is not to let them understand the true meaning of love and the beauty of marriage, but to produce qualified heirs.

For girls, it is mostly for the purpose of marriage.In a wealthy family, if a woman does not marry at an advanced age, the whole family will be ashamed.Before a certain age, you must marry out.

Therefore, even if twin brothers and sisters were born on the same day, as long as Gentleman Jia has one child, all problems can be solved easily.And she has to pay more to get what she wants.

Even if parents love her, they can't really let her other upright girl stay together in the name of love.

Jia Wenrou thought about this clearly, and felt heavy and uncomfortable in her heart, but her face was bright and bright, and she even smiled happily, half coquettish and half threatening: "Then you have to help me, otherwise ..."

The bright nails scratched harshly on the door panel, and Jia Wenrou's smile faded away, and she suddenly said ferociously: "Look at me tearing up the male mistress for you to see!"

The tacit understanding between the brothers and sisters was enough for Mr. Jia to understand the multiple meanings in this simple threat, and quickly counterattacked: "I heard that dumplings are better than dumplings?"

"Hold!"

Jia Wenwen scolded violently, "You're still a bachelor for the rest of your life! I don't want to play with my sister-in-law!"

Gentleman Jia snorted, shrugged and said, "That would be a pity."

"It's not a pity at all!" Jia Wenrou snorted, "Wash your mind, you are too beautiful to think about."

Gentleman Jia raised his eyebrows: "What I said is true, you don't want to have a child with the same blood as you?"

Jia Wenrou was like a lion whose territory had been violated, stepping on high heels to the bed, and slapped him on the forehead.If it weren't for the sliver of sanity, I really wanted to slap him in the face and smash his face!

"Ugly monsters do more tricks! Don't fucking miss me!"

Mr. Jia was a little angry after being beaten. He was used to fighting with Jia Wenrou since he was a child, and he didn't have a good habit of not hitting women, so he wanted to fight back.

But he didn't want to hear Jia Wenrou's words behind him, so he froze for a moment, and the anger dissipated with just this distraction.

"What are you thinking?" Gentleman Jia looked at his younger sister in disbelief, who had become more beautiful because of her anger. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that what he said was really misleading, so he could only bear the slap with injustice. Yu Zu explained: "I can't fucking be hard on women, okay?"

Jia Wenrou frowned and looked at him, thinking how the hell did I know you couldn't be tough on women, my old lady always thought that men can be hard if they want to be hard!

Gentleman Jia understood what Jia Wenrou was thinking, and immediately became more depressed, and said in a muffled voice: "I mean, I will borrow your egg for use, and then I will use my... emmmm... sperm, um, I will lend you some ..."

The more Gentleman Jia talked, the more guilty he became.It's okay for two people to comprehend each other through charades, but if you keep talking about it, it feels very weird.

Jia Wenrou's expression suddenly became very subtle, and she spat first: "My mother only has one egg a month, so why don't you just exchange it with me for the kind of garbage that you can just masturbate?"

The toughness in her personality didn't make Jia Wenrou feel the slightest bit of shyness and embarrassment from this matter. She regarded this matter more as a deal proposed by Gentleman Jia.

After a long time, seeing Gentleman Jia's aggrieved look and hesitant expression, Jia Wenrou was slow to react to another matter.

"Mr. Jia!!!" Jia Wenrou roared, showing her exquisite and gorgeous nails, scratching fiercely on Jia Gentleman's handsome face, and said in a hateful voice: "Does my mother look so heartless? Buy one get one free." Give the two of you gays a baby?"

"God damn changing eggs! See if I don't scratch you to death!"

Gentleman Jia said weakly: "It's not that I really want you to give birth, there is a surrogate..."

Jia Wenrou stared at him fiercely: "Dream!"

Gentleman Jia covered his face and began to push her: "I'm just proposing, proposing! If it doesn't work, forget it. Why are you still scratching?"

Gentleman Jia didn't achieve his goal, and he didn't want to suffer, so he immediately started to fight back.

The two brothers and sisters come and go, fighting together, making it very lively.

The next day, it was rare for Jia Wenrou to stay in the deep boudoir without going out, while Jia Gentleman went out to work bitterly with a scratched face.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Jia Wenrou watched Gentleman Jia leave, snorted coldly, touched the corner of his bruised mouth, first took a selfie and sent it to Wang Xingfu pretending to be pitiful, saying that he accidentally fell down.

He called Diao Ritian again, and said angrily in a natural tone: "Hey, Diao Ritian, you are not mean enough!"

Diao Ritian didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Jia Rourou snorted, and the dissatisfaction in her tone made one imagine her frowning: "Why didn't you tell me that my brother is someone outside?"

Diao Ritian's voice trembled a little: "What did you say?"

Jia Wenrou hesitated and said, "You don't know either?"

Diao Ritian was flustered and lost all logic: "Know what?"

Jia Wenrou said in a gossip tone: "My brother must be someone outside, I thought you knew! So you don't know." After a pause, she continued: "It seems that I misunderstood you. My brother came back last night in the middle of the night, with nail prints all over his face, and I don't know which little fairy outside scratched it, the battle was really fierce!"

Diao Ritian's breathing was obviously a lot heavier, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Jia Wenrou smiled calmly, and said in a relaxed tone, "It was ridiculous for him to go to the company with that face just now, and you might be able to meet him right now if you go to find him. But he is a face-saving person, so he definitely won't say It was scratched by someone, maybe it was scratched by a cat!"

Diao Ritian laughed dryly and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Jia Wenrou put down her phone and laughed triumphantly.

Hmph, let you gloat!

Still fucking trying to lie to the child!

Wait for the backyard to catch fire!

I can't burn you to death!

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you can accept the open and honest physical marriage between the two parties~

Suddenly I thought I could try "It's delicious but dumplings..."

I have to think again.

It's a bit confusing to write Lily for the first time, I don't know how to deal with it better