After dressing as a villain's wife, I live on sand sculptures

Yuan Ting was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his hand, he realized that the back of his hand was scratched and the skin was torn. The red wound was very obvious on the tender white skin.

That is to say, when the cold wind blows at night, Yuan Ting also feels the pain.

The gate of Zhu's house was still open, and Zhu Yu didn't know where he had gone, so Yuan Ting quickly followed in.

The old man went to bed early, and Chen's mother would rest later and lock the door.Not knowing how Zhu Yu's words got into her ears, Chen Ma hurried to Yuan Ting's side.

Yuan Ting hurriedly exposed the wound, and said, "Mother Chen, you're really all right."

Chen's mother frowned deeply. She had never seen a young master or miss receive such a serious injury, and said, "How can it be all right? Wait here, I'll get you medicine."

Yuan Ting also felt that it was a bit of a fuss, and said: "Mother Chen, I really don't need it. You see, the wound is not serious, and it will heal if you slow down!"

Chen Ma was silent, looked at Yuan Ting's absent-minded appearance, and said, "Little madam, go back to your room to help you, and I'll bring you the medicine later."

Yuan stopped in Cao Ying, and his heart was in Han. He rushed upstairs in a few strides, turned on the computer in a hurry, and started to design the soft decoration drawings again. It was this extra floor that helped them a lot.

He was painting on Xingtou when there was a knock on the door outside.

Yuan Ting thought it was Chen Ma who came, so he just said, "Just come in and put it on the table!"

After finishing speaking, continue to work hard.

It was only after he finished the first major process that he suddenly realized that there didn't seem to be a sound of opening the door just now. Could it be that Chen Ma was still waiting outside and didn't come in?

Yuan Ting turned his head, just in time to meet a pair of dark eyes.

Yuan stop:······

He hugged the computer screen indiscriminately, closed the cover silently, and smiled: "Haha, why are you here?"

Old dog, your mother, why don't you make a sound at all? ? ? ! ! ! !

Zhu Yu put the medicinal wine on his lap on the small table at hand, raised his head slightly, glanced at Yuan Ting, and said in a deep voice, "Can't I be here?"

Yuan Ting immediately blinked innocently, covered his little heart, and said passionately: "Of course you can be here, every piece of soil here belongs to you, if you want, you can also walk into my heart, this place is always open to you. "

After finishing speaking, Yuan Ting put his hands in the shape of a heart to prove his sincerity.

Zhu Yu:······

Yuan Ting even saw the sudden burst of blood vessels on his hands, those purple traces on the cold white skin looked a bit sexy.He opened his mouth and came, "Grateful heart, thank you~"

Zhu Yu said coldly: "This is the medicine that Chen Ma asked me to bring."

After saying this sentence, he left.

Yuan Ting looked at his leaving back and let out a sigh of relief, but who would have thought that as soon as he relaxed, Zhu Yu turned around again. , to show the world a better version of yourself.

"Go to bed early." Zhu Yu left Yuan Ting's room after leaving this sentence.

Yuan stopped holding his face, "Make sure to go to bed early!"

But a guarantee is a guarantee, you still have to stay up late, Yuan Ting almost stayed up all night, but he is not sleepy at all!Not only not sleepy but also very energetic.

When they met Shi Cheng at the entrance of the alley, the two pandas started to stare.

Yuan Ting's face turned pale, "What's wrong with you? You stayed up all night playing games to celebrate because you were so happy?"

Shi Cheng was furious, "I stayed up late last night to catch up on the drawing!" After finishing speaking, he pulled out the design drawing from the tablet and showed it to Yuan Ting.

Yuan Ting was ashamed, and he smiled, "It's because I'm out of shape, you are not the rich second generation I imagined, I will open up the pattern and see the world with open eyes."

Shi Cheng described his grievances, "Water knows when a fish cries, but who knows when I cry?"

Yuan stopped to watch his tearful eyes, and silently made a comparison.

Shi Cheng:?

For a moment he cried even worse.

Yuan Ting asked: "Do you know why I made this gesture?"

Shi Cheng: "Why?"

"Two fingers, one on each side, to wipe away your tears."

Shi Cheng:······

Shi Cheng: Pfft.

Seeing Shi Cheng smiled, Yuan Ting quickly patted Shi Cheng on the shoulder, "The design is not bad! Young man, you have a future!"

Shi Cheng was recognized and laughed like a pig.Looking at Yuan Ting's dark eyes, he hesitated to speak.

Yuan Ting lowered his head and carefully studied Shicheng's design drawings, but he didn't notice his ever-changing expression, and he couldn't get a response after talking alone for a while.He turned his head, just in time to see Shi Cheng poking his head.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Tingfa asked.

For a moment, Shi Cheng's face was as delicate as a girl's, and he poked Yuan Ting with his elbow, and asked, "Did Mr. Zhu come to see you yesterday?"

Yuan stopped and nodded.

Shi Cheng's expression became even more so, and he asked, "So... are you staying up late?"

Yuan stop:?

Yuan Ting immediately took out the hand-painted drawings from his pocket, rolled them up and hit Shi Cheng on the head with a stick, asking, "You are young, what are you thinking about!"

Yuan Ting was shy, his face was red with the corners of his eyes, which further confirmed Shi Cheng's thoughts.

In fact, everyone can accept this kind of thing now, so Shi Cheng didn't really care about it. He thought it was just a way to save face for his friend, and said, "I didn't say anything, so where are you thinking?"

Yuan paused to take back the scroll, and stretched it open for Shi Cheng to see, "Drawing all night last night."

Shi Cheng was shocked, he didn't expect Zhu Yu to have such a special hobby.He didn't expect Yuan Ting to be able to draw pictures in such a state. Sure enough, he was right about Yuan Ting. He had an aura of beating a worker that he had never seen before.

So worship more.

Yuan Ting didn't have time to chat with Shi Cheng anymore, so he continued to discuss the final draft with him.

Shi Cheng looked at Yuan Ting's manuscript, frowned, and asked, "Yu Ting, but if you do this, isn't it a waste of another layer?"

Yuan Ting took out a small notebook with beautiful lowercase characters on it, and asked, "Did I show you this before?"

Shi Cheng nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The reason why the host arranged the old man on the second floor was that the stairs were too steep, and they were afraid that they would not be able to get down if there were guests coming at night. On the first floor."

After saying this, Yuan Ting turned the other side again, "We have newly waterproofed the first floor, and we must also pay attention to heat preservation, lay floor heating, and use solid wood floors to prevent the elderly from getting cold."

Shi Cheng showed shame, suddenly lowered his head, and said, "I think it will take a lot of time for me to grow into you."

"You're still young, and you still have a long future ahead." Yuan Ting lowered his head, looking at the drawings seriously, the warm sun in the near winter shone on his side face, and his hair moved slightly.

He looked up suddenly, only to find that Shi Cheng had been staring at him.Yuan Ting frowned, only to realize what he said.

Sure enough, Shi Cheng asked: "But you are obviously younger than me? Why..."

Yuan Ting's throat was a little itchy, and he couldn't think of any reason for a while, looked into Shi Cheng's eyes blankly, and said after a while: "My husband and I learned it."

Seeing that Shi Cheng's eyebrows relaxed a little, he quickly said, "A man who is close to vermilion is red and a man who is close to ink is black! He is the sun shining brightly in the sky, and I can even grab some leftovers to make him the brightest star in the night sky."

Zhu's seniors are among the first batch of hotel entrepreneurs. They have grown from a small hotel to the current big boss. I heard that the purpose of the hotel is to take care of every need of customers. It is also the first hotel in the industry to develop a caring hotel for the disabled. , Pension resort enterprises.

After all, Zhu Yu's legs...

Thinking of this, Shi Cheng was even more moved.It was always rumored that Yuan Ting married into Zhu's family for money, and it was also rumored that Zhu Yu had a violent personality and had some ulterior hobbies.

Shi Cheng still remembered that after Yuan Ting left yesterday, he was afraid that no one would pick up Yuan Ting, so after he left, he drove to the building materials market first, and saw Zhu's car there. I don't know how long Zhu Yu had been waiting there .

Now it seems that they are both gentle people, and they also love each other.

Shi Cheng imagined a scene of a rich and beautiful wife in his mind, admiring Yuan Ting even more, and said, "I will definitely pay more attention to these in the future."

"Don't be like this!" Yuan Ting felt that the nonsense was too much, and immediately changed the subject, "Let's go help together, it seems that there is a lot of work."

After all, he was the one who dragged Shi Cheng into trouble, and he didn't want Shi Cheng to sponsor him with more money. It's fine to sell labor between good friends.

They were almost rushing to work because they were anxious to get the original owners back.

Yuan stopped many times to help himself, so that he had to sleep in the car for a while every time he came home.

He thought he was doing a good job, but he didn't realize that Zhu Yu looked at him with more and more doubts in his eyes.

At first, he thought that Yuan Ting was just going out to have a good time with his friends like before, so when he saw Yuan Ting moving the building materials by himself, he was shocked.

He thought it was a show, but there were more and more photos like this, and there were more and more scratches on his hands.

Zhu Yu was sitting in the car, and he had forgotten to turn the pages of the documents in his hands. Hearing the light and even breathing sound from behind, he remembered the starting point of all changes.

He went into his room dressed like that, then ran away, and then, he said he wanted to create a future that belonged to them.

Yuan Ting is becoming more and more like another person, the one who treats others gently and doesn't care about himself more often because he wants to help others.

It's not just about looks, it's about character.

But the personality cannot be changed overnight, and most of them are deceitful.

Zhu Yu thinks this way, and he has figured everything out in the end.

He opened his eyes again and continued to flip through the documents, but his eyes still unconsciously looked at the rearview mirror.

Perhaps because of the small frame, when shrunk down, it becomes a small white dumpling, which seems to be beautiful, but even in this weather, it still only wears a woolen coat.

After his eyes collided with the driver in the rearview mirror, Zhu Yu continued to look at today's contract without any trace, and said to Lin Zhijing who had been waiting on the phone: "Tonight's video conference will be postponed for 10 minutes."

Lin Zhijing hurriedly recorded what Zhu Yu said, and finally, the sentence stopped at the sentence "adjust the temperature of the air conditioner to 26".

He looked at the air conditioner in his room in a daze. He knew that Zhu Yuyou had a paranoid desire to control, but he shouldn't care about the temperature of the air conditioner in his home! ! !

So he hurriedly asked: "Mr. Zhu, I think 26 might be a little hot?"

"Then 25." Zhu Yu lay on the back of the chair in the original posture, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not talking to you."

"Yes." Lin Zhijing's face turned red, and she couldn't help thinking about who he was talking to.

Lin Zhijing has always been clever, knowing what to know and what not to know.But he still rarely heard Zhu Yuhui say such words in such a tone.Just thinking about it, the doubts on his face became even more serious.

Under the control of the driver, the temperature inside the car rose to 25 degrees, and the warm air was sultry.

In the carriage, the huddled people in the back row finally stretched out a little, and they seemed to be sleeping soundly.

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