I came back wearing a book after I lost my ex-girlfriend

Her words were too arrogant.

Ruan Ling's usual big and small rants are not as good as her one sentence that pierces Zhou Yun's heart.

The night breeze was as cool as water, the coming-of-age ceremony in the villa was still going on, the violin was playing faintly, and the rustling insects in the garden were noisy.

——For the time being, no one has noticed that the protagonist who should have been present today got in the car and ran away willfully.

The flash of anger on Zhou Yun's face quickly disappeared into her sudden smile: "Mr. Wen, my daughter has just grown up."

She seemed resentful, and half-jokingly said: "As adults, we also respect our daughter's sexual orientation. It doesn't matter whether she likes boys or girls, it's all right."

She hinted at Wen Xiu vaguely: "I heard that there is a sudden gust of wind on the Internet recently. The past between you and your ex-girlfriend is already in the past. Maybe they don't miss you so much. You have already married and had a baby." Have a baby, maybe twins?"

Seeing Wen Xiu's originally cold face, Zhou Yun suddenly caught a glimpse of the sky, and smiled so generously, which was very shallow.

She seemed to think it was ridiculous, revealing a sneer of sarcasm.

"I have been looking for her all these years, Tianya's post has not been discussed for a long time, but..."

Wen Xiu glanced at Zhou Yun lightly, then walked out.

A black dress outlines her slender and graceful figure, which is supposed to be protruding and revealing a lustful flesh color, but through her cold and indifferent temperament, she forcibly gives the dazzling things to her. suppressed.

Zhou Yun quietly watched her skirt flutter slightly, and soon disappeared at the gate of the villa's garden.

After several minutes, she regained consciousness as if in a trance, and went into the lobby.

The atmosphere in the lobby is harmonious, and the lighting is soft and warm.

Zhou Yun looked at the young ladies who were invited, and saw her husband, Ruan An, holding a glass, drinking with a partner, his face radiant, talking in a low voice.

She smiled slightly.

It doesn't matter, even if the protagonist is gone, it doesn't matter.

The banquet is still going on, and someone asked softly if they don't want to cut the cake?

Zhou Yun apologized to her embarrassingly: "Oh, my daughter is too skinny, the teacher called her and asked her to go home and do her homework."

The fact that Ruan Ling is a scumbag is almost unknown in the circle.

Hearing this false and ambiguous reason, they both looked at each other and laughed.

Zhou Yun was not the original partner, Ruan An's first wife was a lady of great family, and she was at most a small family jade, but she married into the Ruan family in the past few years, and her sentiments were cultivated so that she seemed to be a bit of a serious hostess, but everyone knew that Well, Zhou Yun was also married twice, and before marrying Ruan An, she was just a small employee in an ordinary company.

As for how to hook up with Ruan An, a fat fish, that's unknown.

At the beginning, everyone was going to come and have a look. The girl who had the legendary coming-of-age ceremony that killed Matt was holding her hands as a negative example for her own children, but when she came, the banquet was not very grand and eye-catching, and the girl’s house was so beautiful. Lively and fragrant, she doesn't follow Zhou Yun's appearance.

It's so beautiful that it makes people want to move.

Some men are thoughtful, and have already begun to insinuate whether Zhou Yun and Ruan An have betrothed their daughters to others, engaged them, and what they like.

Ruan An's smile widened.

There is a cool breeze, and the darkness of the night falls from the sky, falling into the world of thousands of lights. There are many high-rise buildings, and the lights in the office buildings have not been turned off.

It's nine o'clock at night.

After the female driver took Ruan Ling home, she drove away quickly.

Ruan Ling touched his arm, feeling a little cold.

She was wearing a one-shoulder skirt, and the shiny pieces shone in the night. She took the key Wen Xiu gave her just now, opened the door and went in, found the room she lived in before, quickly went to the bathroom to take a shower, and took a Dry your hair with a hair dryer.

She is a little sleepy.

Sitting on the sofa drowsy, as for what Wen Xiu told her to do her homework, she would not cause trouble for herself on her birthday.

It's just... There is some anticipation in my heart, will Wen Xiu prepare a birthday present for her?

She slept on the sofa, covered with a small blanket, fluffy.

The air conditioner was turned on in the living room, and the temperature was low. Her pajamas were long-sleeved trousers and covered with a blanket. It was as warm as spring.

Ruan Ling dazedly touched the soft blanket on her body, thinking about what had happened during this period of time.

There is no light in sight for the task for the time being, since Wen Xiu is now on this boat, as long as she keeps it steady and does not capsize, she will be considered a winner.

If it is placed on any scumbag, half-forced and half-forced to plan a devil training for her, and find an experienced teacher to cure her laziness, from the point of view, it is for her good, but anyone with a little conscience All the students will be grateful and treat them like gods.

The rapid progress shows that learning this matter really needs to be spurred by others.

Ruan Ling finds it strange that she obviously has the same name as her ex-girlfriend, what kind of mood should Wen Xiu feel when facing her?

After all, Wen Xiu made it clear that she wouldn't like herself, so Ruan Ling could confidently and boldly pretend, relying on not liking all kinds of teasing.

looks different...

Ruan Ling closed her eyes, breathing slowly and calmed down.

She began to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, someone opened the door and came in, not too loudly.

Ruan Ling was familiar with her steps, and was not woken up too much, but lazily opened one eyelid to look at her, seeing that she was safe, and fell asleep again.

Wen Xiu poured a glass of warm water to drink, looked down and saw Ruan Ling sleeping on the sofa with half of her waist on her side, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She seemed to feel that her feet were a little cold, she shrank her body, the blanket was almost pushed off the sofa, and she lifted one foot and pressed it hard.

The most eye-catching thing is the ankle, which is well-proportioned, slender, and moderately thin. Under the light, it reflects a piece of ice-like white; tendons.

Wen Xiu felt that her breathing was a little tight.

Perhaps a long time ago, Ruan Ling seduced her intentionally or unintentionally, but how could a child understand these methods of seduction?

Only she has an impure heart and claims to be deeply affectionate.

Otherwise, she couldn't find a reason to convince herself.

The last one, who made her heart skip a beat, was Ruan Ling, the girl with the same name.

Even when she learned of the death of her ex-girlfriend from her mouth, she quickly walked out of her sad and depressed mood.

As if... as if Ruan Ling was by her side, she left her a few years ago, and returned to her voluntarily after a few years, the intervening years were just a snap of the fingers.

Occasionally, at midnight, she would dream that she was sitting by the bed with a smile on her face, her bare feet dangling, her head tilted, and she asked innocently, "Axiu, Axiu, don't you like me?"

Like questioning, but also like sad.

Wen Xiu took a breath.

Then she took the blanket covering Ruan Ling with a sullen face and woke her up.

Ruan Ling shivered and opened his eyes instantly.

She hadn't woken up yet, the blushing mark on the side of the pressure, and a few strands of hair on her forehead were sticking up, and she couldn't press it down no matter what.

"What are you doing!"

She grinds her teeth: "Don't let me sleep well on my birthday!"

Wen Xiu's eyes were indifferent and distant, "What does your birthday have to do with me?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Ruan Ling smiled flatteringly: "Yes, yes, it has nothing to do with you, Boss Wen."

"Then can I go to sleep?"

Wen Xiudao: "The clothes that Lu Ting made over there before have already been delivered."

Ruan Ling opened her eyes slightly: "Is it only now?"

She thought that Lu Ting must have prepared it early and delivered it, but she never asked Wen Xiu, but when she was wearing Lin Yuanyuan's vest, cheating Wen Xiu, and was caught on the spot at the farmhouse, she died down.

Wen Xiudao: "If you keep being so disobedient, after a while I'll give it to those who need clothes."

Ruan Ling jumped up excitedly: "Where are the clothes, I'm going to try them on!"

After hearing Wen Xiu's reply, she jumped off the sofa, ran to the wardrobe in the master bedroom, came out in two different outfits, and asked Wen Xiu if she looked good.

One of them had a leaky back. When she turned around, large areas of skin were abnormally fair, her shoulder blades were beautiful and well-proportioned, and her lines were neat.

Wen Xiu's eyes were flashed.

After closing it for a while and then opening it, he said coldly, "It's not pretty."

"Huh? Really?"

Ruan Ling lowered her head in disappointment, looked at it for a while, and pondered in her heart: It seems that Lu Ting, Lu Da's designer, has regressed in craftsmanship.

Then she asked persistently, "Isn't it pretty?"

Wen Xiu didn't blink: "Maybe the model looks good in clothes?"

Ruan Ling was irritable: "Nonsense! My body proportions are so good! Liar!"

Wen Xiu said: "Okay, okay, go change it, it's still as good-looking as before."

Ruan Ling then put the two pieces of clothing on the shelf, and swore that when Wen Xiu was not around, she would wear them out for a walk. It wasn't suitable for school, but there were many other suitable places to go.

After changing into long clothes and long sleeves, Wen Xiu felt that it was all right.

"The cake I ordered will arrive later. Although it's not as big as the one your mother bought at your coming-of-age ceremony, it's just right for the two of you. Students should learn to be diligent and thrifty, don't waste it, you know?"

Ruan Ling didn't care much about the cake, but after hearing what Wen Xiu said, she was still in a good mood.

She nodded.

Wen Xiu said: "Did you memorize the poems I assigned you last time?"

Seeing Ruan Ling nodding, she said, "Recite."

Ruan Linggui stood there well-behaved, and began to memorize it meticulously.

After reciting the two poems, with an exhortation, the doorbell rang.

The delivery boy smiled and said, "Happy birthday, beauty."

Ruan Ling reserved: "Thank you handsome guy."

She closed the door, put the cake on the coffee table, opened it a few times and put on the golden birthday hat, and then saw a small person on the cake, wearing a red skirt, sitting on the bench, holding a pen in his hand Biting his mouth, he stared at the test paper on the table as if worried.

Ruan Ling: "???"

And this kind of operation?

Wen Xiu lit a candle and smiled: "What are you looking at, hurry up and make a wish."

She hinted: "Generally, when you make a wish on a birthday, your wish will come true."

She played the happy birthday song, turned off the lights, and Ruan Ling closed her eyes and let out a soft breath under the dim candlelight.

"The heavens are spirited, the earth is spirited, gods from all walks of life come to show their spirits. If the Buddha does not work, the Bodhisattva spirit will work anyway. Please bless me to go home happily without overturning the car!"

After making a wish, she took a deep breath and blew out all the candles at once.

She smiled happily: "Sure, come to Boss Wen, let's start eating cake!"

Wen Xiu smiled slightly, looking at her beautiful and vivid eyebrows, her eyes were a little dazed.

The author has something to say: Good afternoon~

happy reading hhh

Everything will be there, let’s make up our minds. When the sauce was brewed after the vest was removed, Wen Xiu asked Ruan Ling, who was flushed and watery, to recite the "poem"~

Try to update on time at nine o'clock today!

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