The president doesn't listen [Transmigration Book]

Ning Yi was stuffed into the car with the report, Fu Ruixiu was not with him.

Obviously it was still early, but Fu Ruixiu insisted on letting him go first, not giving Ning Yi a chance to watch.

At that time, Ning Yi saw Gu Yunhu's pale face, and his refutation that was full of loopholes, and felt that this guy was a bit pitiful.

What are you sorry for?

If he hadn't changed his internal core, he would have been aborted by Gu Yunhu's arrangement by now.

Ning Yi put away her little sympathy, thinking about what kind of situation the confrontation between the two would develop.

It probably won't be any better...

Ning Yi didn't regret her act of persuading Fu Ruixiu to take her into the trap. He didn't have a drop of blood on his ten fingers, and he just killed someone with a knife.

The relationship between him and Fu Ruixiu was too unstable, he couldn't trust anyone.

What if people still miss their old lover?

In fact, if it wasn't for Gu Yunhu's frequent visits and Fu Ruixiu's indifferent reaction, he wouldn't have believed that the official couple had broken up.

He didn't know if it had anything to do with him.

Ning Yi thought modestly, it must have nothing to do with him.

At most, it was the change of causal chance caused by his transmigration, a series of closely interlocking karmic events, which step went wrong, or was not corrected back to the right track in time, which led to this ending.

In that case, does it count as dismantling the official distribution?

Ning Yi looked strange.

The cult cp of the Shuangba boss is also declared shattered, after all, Ning Yi can't really watch the child's father be intimate with another man.

He didn't know when it started, and this little possessiveness and selfish desire also arose.

But now, he has also lost some interest in Shuanggu Orthopedics.

Ning Yi's original liking for this couple was mostly due to the gentle and gentle half-beloved brother Gu Jiao.

It is described in the book that Gu Yunhu got caught in the rain and caught a cold while filming. Gu Jiao postponed the award ceremony just to fly halfway across China to visit his younger brother; His arm was broken.

At that time, Ning Yi was influenced by the yellow trash in her head, and La Lang matched La Huan, but now that she thinks about it, she is too biased.

His elder brother is also so kind to him, but the elder brother is strict and will choose to lead by example in more cases.

Ning Yi thought about a lot of messy things, and she was relieved when she got home.

He saw the room next door that was about to belong to him alone. At this time, the door was wide open, and workers came in and out with exquisite and beautiful furniture from time to time.

Ning Yi poked her head in and took a look, delighted.

The bedroom he has ordered is near the balcony, and a room next to it will be set up as a studio.

Sunlight comes in half a dozen through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bright and warm, and the pleasant breath of spring falls into every gap in the air. The breeze favors this place, and time seems to be elongated.

Ning Yi counted the time, at most three or four days, after the smell dissipates in the room, she can move in.

The decoration style of the earlier room was more Chinese style, but Fu Ruixiu kept a lot of it.Because the quality passed the standard, in order to move in as soon as possible, the walls were not repainted. At most, there was some desolation and emptiness left over from the long-term unoccupied.

Ning Yi didn't look any further, thinking about the days to come, she hurried back to her room and took out the battleship model, ultra-light clay, and waterscape cream that were hidden in the bedside table and were almost ready to be finished. It has been pinched and picked into a magnificent sea with flying waves.

If you use spiritual power, it will only take a moment to complete these things, but Ning Yi thinks it is more sincere to do it yourself.

What's more, he used a lot of spiritual power today, and in this world where spiritual power is scarce, he has to save it.

Thinking back to the days when she was surrounded by a sea of ​​romantic flowers when she waved her hand, and used spiritual power as water, Ning Yi deeply felt the hardships of life now.

It took Ning Yi a while to put together the trivial battleship model. Too many fragmentary metal parts dazzled his eyes, and he didn't notice that he scratched his thumb.

Ning Yi didn't care, and continued with the big project she was about to complete.

During the period, Aunt Zhang knocked on the door and asked him about the results of the inspection. Ning Yiying smiled and said that everything was fine. Aunt Zhang was happy for him and said that she would cook more dishes for lunch.

Ning Yi and the others left, and then pinched the Q-version villain who can pay Ruixiu.

Fu Ruixiu is usually used to wearing a suit, so he made a chunky black suit and buttoned it one by one.

Fu Ruixiu's face is often serious and cold, which makes Ning Yi have a sense of distance. Although when he smiles, the deep gentleman's face is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off him, but Ning Yi still draws a picture of him with habitual thinking. The stinky face and the magnified Q version of the eyes can't hide the scorching eyes.

The movements Ning Yi designed for him were also very simple.

The villain was sitting on a small metal chair, with his right leg crossed over his left, and his trousers hanging down, revealing his leather shoes and a short section of his ankle.With his head propped on one hand and his thin lips pursed, if he were crowned with a crown, he would undoubtedly be a majestic and majestic emperor.

Several days of hard work finally condensed into sweet fruits, Ning Yi enthusiastically melted a small piece of the waterscape ointment, and inserted it into a wide and long battleship that is also very powerful and domineering compared to the vast ocean.

Ning Yi looked at it for a while, and then put the clay figurine sitting on the throne on the battleship.

——The proportions are very mismatched, the villain is one-fifth the size of the battleship.

But in this way, it looks like a villain rules this battleship and this ocean.

Ning Yi covered her lips and snickered, and put the villain down again. Seeing that Fu Ruixiu hadn't arrived home, she went out and poured a glass of honey water, and sat on the sofa to watch TV.

Near noon, most of the satellite TVs he turned to were news, and he was about to find a movie to watch, when the door clicked, Ning Yi looked at the door.

As soon as Fu Ruixiu entered the door, he took off his watch, took off his coat, and loosened his tie. His face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out the water. When he saw Ning Yi sitting cross-legged on the sofa, he eased his expression.

Ning Yi, who was curious about Gu Yunhu's matter in her heart, opened her mouth, but said nothing.

Fu Ruixiu is much smarter than him, and he is more reliable in handling things.What's more, he looks very unhappy now, Ning Yi doesn't want to touch this topic lightly.

"Are you back?" Ning Yi put down her legs and stood up.

Fu Ruixiu responded briefly.

Ning Yi stared at him quietly, even though Fu Ruixiu was exuding a terrifying aura of not getting close to strangers, but he was used to being fearless, so he didn't care about it at all, and looked at him closely, "Are you unhappy?" ?”

Fu Ruixiu clamped the shoulders he was trying to keep approaching, "Don't come over."

After speaking, he frowned and added, "I'm sweating all over."

Ning Yi opened her eyes wide, "Did you guys fight?"

Fu Ruixiu looked at the imaginative Ning Yi: "...No."

"Then do you want to take a bath now?" Ning Yi has been with him for a long time now, and she doesn't dislike the faint smell of sweat on his body.

"Ah."

Before Ning Yi could ask any more questions, Fu Ruixiu took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

Ning Yi watched Aunt Zhang prepare the dishes. Seeing that Fu Ruixiu just came back, she turned off the fire and slowly simmered the braised pork and cut the cold dishes, as if it would be a while before she could eat.

Fu Ruixiu didn't make him wait any longer, and walked out of the bathroom drenched in steam after a short while.

Today's weather is close to 30 degrees, indicating that early summer is coming.

So when Ning Yi saw that Fu Ruixiu was not wearing a shirt at first, she thought it was normal, and when she got closer and saw the water droplets clinging to it and the well-exercised and swollen chest and abdomen muscles, she still looked at it a few more times without disappointment.

——The Yu clan is a race that can give up some external things for the sake of beauty.

Ning Yi took small steps and handed him a dry towel.

Even though he thought it was fine not to dry it off.

Fu Ruixiu looked at Ning Yi in surprise, as if he didn't expect the other party to do such a thing, and after reaching out to take it, he went back to his room and took a short T-shirt to put on.

Ning Yi waited for him to come back and asked him to bend down and bow his head.

"What?" Fu Ruixiu asked.

Ning Yi waved the towel in her hand, "Wipe your hair."

Fu Ruixiu's hair was wet with water, and occasionally a few drops merged into a small stream and flowed down to his neck.

Fu Ruixiu raised his eyes, with doubts on his face, "You today..."

Ning Yi tilted her head, waiting for him to ask questions.

"Forget it, just wipe it off." After Fu Ruixiu finished speaking, he bent down and lowered his head that Ning Yi seldom saw the top of his hair.

Ning Yi took a towel and rubbed gently on his hair.

He couldn't explain why he did it.

Probably because Fu Ruixiu ran around for himself, he subconsciously wanted to treat others better in return.

He used to rub the hair of that old and shameless old Fenghuang at the request of his father, so he was quite skilled in the technique.

Inexplicably thinking of Father, Ning Yi contacted Fu Ruixiu, and was suddenly shocked.

Fu Ruixiu felt that the little cutie's movements were obviously rude, so he stood up and pressed his hand to stop him, "Ning Yi?"

Ning Yi stiffened her hands and lowered her head guiltily, "I'm sorry..."

"You don't need to apologize." Fu Ruixiu took his hand and suddenly pulled him into his arms, finally showing a little smile, "Why are you so good all of a sudden?"

Ning Yi leaned on Fu Ruixiu's shoulder in a daze, her thinking froze for a moment, she could feel the other's strong heartbeat where the skin touched, and smell the faint water vapor and fragrance that had been bathed in the other's body - it smelled very good, Let him not want to refuse for a while.

After all, when he was suffering from morning sickness before, he slapped others facelessly, so he couldn't refuse to hug him when others wanted to hug him.

Hearing what the other party said, he suddenly frowned, "I'm usually not good?"

Fu Ruixiu smiled, but did not answer the question.

He put his hand on the little cutie's belly, causing the person in his arms to tremble, and he sighed, "It's okay, you and the baby will be fine."

Ning Yi put her hands on his shoulders, buried her face, realized his uneasiness, and let out a low "hmm".

Fu Ruixiu pressed the head of the person in his arms towards him again, and he didn't stop until he could clearly feel the boy's body temperature, breathing, and heartbeat.

"It's time to eat..." Ning Yi poked him.

Ning Yi has always known that Fu Ruixiu is a very meticulous person, his majesty is towards work and subordinates, as long as he is obedient at home, Fu Ruixiu will always be relatively gentle, and even quite easy to talk to most of the time.But like now, it is the first time that I can really feel the other party's care.

This made him doubt his previous understanding of dealing with Ruixiu. Is the other party really such an easy-going person?

But when Fu Ruixiu entered the door, the bone-piercing coldness he felt from the other party did not seem to be fake, as if it carried a terrifying power that could destroy the world.

This kind of contrast caused Ning Yi, who was crooked in the opponent's arms at this time, to feel a little uncomfortable, and had to speak out to interrupt the atmosphere.

Fu Ruixiu didn't continue, but rubbed his head and the back of his neck and shoulders again, and let go of his embrace, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute!" The eyes of Ning Yi who was let go suddenly lit up, remembering something important, and ran into the room like a gust of wind, behind him was Fu Ruixiu's voice telling him not to run so fast.

Ning Yi stuck out her tongue, and carried out the waterscape warship model and the clay figurine.

He originally didn't want to send it off so early, but seeing that Fu Ruixiu was not happy, he subconsciously wanted to do something to make him happy.

When he carried the things to the table, Aunt Zhang, who was serving the dishes, exclaimed.

Ning Yi proudly pushed the two unwrapped gifts in the direction of Fu Ruixiu, "I gave it to you, I made it myself!"

Fu Ruixiu touched the battleship model, then picked up the clay figurine and pinched it, pointed at it with an inexplicable expression and asked, "This is me?"

"En!" Ning Yi nodded, "You're welcome, you've been so kind to me these days, I just want to give you something."

After Aunt Zhang was amazed, she paid attention to Fu Ruixiu's expression, and said in doubt: "I did see Xiao Ning playing with these before, but I..."

Let him put it away.

On the TV where the news was still flickering, the hostess’ voice suddenly became clear, “On the morning of the 27th, the rubber stamp poisoning incident of a high school girl in this city attracted attention…”

Ning Yi: "???"

Fu Ruixiu put down the villain in his hand, looked at Ning Yi, and said word by word: "So including rubber stamps, these glues and ointments, can you touch them now?"

Got fat?

Ning Yi: ...

He was wronged.

Fu Ruixiu caught a glimpse of his thumb from the corner of his eye, fished it over with one hand, and carefully looked at the small scar on it.

Fu Ruixiu narrowed his eyes.

Ning Yi, who always prided herself on being fearless, was suddenly a little frightened.

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