Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Tang Ruan slipped back into the bed with a "whoosh" and wrapped herself into a big rice dumpling, only revealing a pair of sparkling eyes.

"I didn't wear any clothes yesterday"

Seeing him like this, Xiang Yuan showed a disappointed expression, "Have you forgotten what happened last night? Thanks to you, you still said that you will be responsible for me." Tang Ruan's mouth instantly opened into a circle.

Damn, no way, is he really too hungry to attack Xiang Yuan? !

Tang Ruanruan, the big rice dumpling, fell into confusion. ,

"Pfft, I'm teasing you." Xiang Yuan couldn't bear to tease him any more, so he reached out and pinched Tang Ruan's face, "Yesterday you slept too deeply, so I wiped you with a towel. Sleep in the guest room downstairs."

Tang Ruan let out an "ah" and touched his nose quietly.

Why do you feel that the atmosphere is lively and confusing. ,

If it was Su Yu or Wu Zhuoyi standing in front of him, Tang Ruan would not feel this way. ,

Maybe he and Xiang Yuan have been separated for too long, and the current Xiang Yuan has changed too much compared to the gentle and scholarly young man in the past. ,

"You..." Tang Ruan settled down, bent the corners of his mouth, and tried to use the same relaxed tone as before, "You are in good shape now, I

Remember you used to have abs, hahaha. "

Xiang Yuan smiled slightly, raised his hand and stroked back the broken hair that was dripping with drops of water on his forehead, "I am also physically strong now, you will know later." The hormonal smile, coupled with the lustful It can be said that Xiang Yuan is teasing his little jellybean mercilessly.

Tang Ruan said "Oh" and nodded half-understanding: "Then can you move the bookshelf? I bought a wooden bookshelf online before and wanted to put it in the study on the second floor, but I haven't moved it yet.

Xiang Yuan: "ok."

Okay, teasing failed.

"Sugar bowl?" Tang Ruan yawned, and he asked why the house was so quiet this morning.

"Your life assistant sent him to the kindergarten." Thinking of the little sugar bowl lying on Jing Xiaose's shoulder and staring at him before going out this morning, Xiang Yuan felt a little funny.

His gaze swept over the mobile phone next to Tang Ruan's pillow, and Xiang Yuan's eyes dimmed slightly. ,

"You and him, are you still in touch now?"

Tang Ruan was like a child who was caught by his parents for stealing candy. He grabbed the phone in a panic and turned off the screen. ,

Although Fu Xin is not sugar for him, Xiang Yuan is not a strict parent that he needs to beware of all the time. ,

"No, he and I are now the relationship between the company leader and the artists we belong to.

Belonging artist?

Xiang Yuan raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions. ,

"Get up and wash up." Xiang Yuan rubbed Tang Ruan's somewhat messy chicken nest affectionately, "I'll go downstairs to make breakfast."

Tang Ruan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. ,

It wasn't until Xiang Yuan left the room that Tang Ruan heaved a sigh of relief and fell on the soft pillow. ,

Why does he feel that there is a heavy feeling of being stared at and watched all the time?

Tang Ruan sighed and rubbed his little face. ,

Forget it, he must have thought too much.

There is no shortage of fresh ingredients in the refrigerator of Tang Ruan's family. He can cook by himself, but because there are too many lazy cancer cells, he basically doesn't take the initiative to fire. , He, Sugar Bowl, and Jing Xiaose who often came to eat, all rely on Wu Zhuoyi's hard work to raise them to this day. ,

"smell good."

Tang Ruan came down from upstairs in her pajamas, and sniffed hard in the direction of the kitchen, "It's the rice fragrance of Wangwang Snow Cake!"

Xiang Yuan was no stranger to Tang Ruan's ability to babble a single advertisement line with his mouth open. He skillfully turned the fried eggs in the frying pan over and poured a little Thousand Island sauce on top. ,

"Salmon avocado sandwich, egg salad, skim milk."

Xiang Yuan put a small dish of strawberries in front of Tang Ruan, "You have to eat fruit too."

Tang Ruan sat in front of the dining table in an orderly manner, his eyes were shining, ready to sharpen his knife and rush towards the food. ,

Tang Ruan is wearing pajamas with long sleeves and trousers today, which is very neat and tidy. When he is at home, he usually wears a small vest and big pants, no matter how comfortable or lazy he is.

In contrast, Xiang Yuan's operation of putting on a bathrobe directly was very wild and unrestrained. ,

"Ayuan, you are good at this skill!" Tang Ruan took a big mouthful of salad, her cheeks bulging, "It's delicious!"

Xiang Yuan took a sip of his coffee, raised his hand to gently wipe off the salad dressing from the corner of Tang Ruan's mouth, and then naturally licked his fingers. ,

"If you like, I can always make it for you."

Tang Ruan froze for a moment.

This action is a bit too warm, even if he has poor emotional experience, he can tell the difference. ,

As a friend, as a close friend who has not seen for many years and reunited, Xiang Yuan's behavior and attitude are indeed a bit misleading. ,

Tang Ruan replied vaguely, not daring to continue, so he lowered his head and sipped the milk slowly. ,

"eat?