President, give me back my body!

"what's up?"

Ruan Yu's face was still hot. Under such circumstances, Ruan Yu couldn't think of what else he could say to her besides love words.

"Sorry……"

"Eh?"

Unexpected words interrupted the atmosphere of the scene.

Song Huaijin supported the floor with his hands, and the two of them maintained the "ground thump" state like this.

Ruan Yu looked puzzled, wondering why Song Huaijin suddenly said sorry to her, did he do something bad, or did something sorry to her, but he has been busy in the company recently and has no time to do something else.Why say sorry?

Women's thinking is so active, at critical moments, they can always think of thousands of inexplicable reasons.

"Honey, I know you've been working hard all this time."

Song Huaijin still maintained this posture, with no expression on her face, cold and serious.

"You have been working hard to cooperate with my work, a job that is completely out of your field, but I can't help you with anything. I feel very useless and incompetent."

Ruan Yu was both shocked and moved by Song Huaijin's words, and felt a little guilty.

"No, Huaijin, you also helped me a lot."

She looked at him whose face was close at hand, and could clearly feel every inch of his breath, which was real and full of warmth.

"When an accident happened in our company, I was already in a state of panic during that time. At that time, I had already closed my mind by the company's affairs, but at that time you calmly walked downstairs to our company and stood under the scorching sun to greet everyone. Published an apology and a way to make amends."

"This is something I never thought of or could do at the time."

……

The two fell into silence. They were both thinking about each other, but they only saw their own shortcomings.

"You accompany me to the art gallery and help me find inspiration. In the company, when I am anxious to create, you send me food, these are very touching!"

"This is what a boyfriend should do."

Song Huaijin replied calmly.

"But I'm really busy, and I can't help you or take care of you when you're troubled. I'm ashamed."

"Don't be ashamed, you have done so much for me."

"That doesn't count!"

Song Huaijin interrupted.

Ruan Yu seemed a little frightened.But she didn't move at all, just stayed quietly under Song Huaijin's chest, staring at him quietly.

"At the celebration reception today, a group president approached me and discussed with me the theoretical knowledge of fashion design, color matching, painting style, and other content."

"But I don't understand anything except I can recite the manuscript you wrote. I was speechless in front of them, and I felt embarrassed. I started to feel worthless, and I even wanted to find a hole in the ground."

Song Huaijin put down her hands and lay on the floor with Ruan Yu.

Ruan Yu turned around and lay on his shoulder, with her hands on his heart.Quietly feel his heartbeat.

There was silence between the two, they didn't say a word, the air was very quiet.It's as if you can still hear the sound of the clock beating every second.And Song Huaijin's healthy and regular heartbeat.

"Ruan Yu, teach me how to design!"

Faced with the sudden request, Ruan Yu didn't know how to answer it. During her school years, many juniors, juniors and even friends asked her for professional knowledge, but she politely refused them all.

After all, learning design is not something that can be learned in a short time. She has worked hard for so many years since she was a child to reach the current height and state.She didn't dare to promise Song Huaijin's request, but she also didn't dare to refuse him. After all, he had sacrificed so much for her, how could she be so cruel, seeing him facing difficulties, but being unable to help?
In fact, boys can really grow overnight.

He is determined to protect Ruan Yu and take care of her in every possible way. The pressure from the outside world recently has given him great motivation.

He really wants to share the pressure for Ruan Yu now.I couldn't do it before, but I have to do it now.

When Ruan Yu maintains her face, she is serious and not sloppy, but she has humiliated Ruan Yu.

Song Huaijin's words moved her deeply, and he turned his head to look at Song Huaijin's profile.

The blue-pink light hit his face and faded the expression on the president's indifferent and stern face.

How weak and helpless he is at this moment makes people feel sympathetic.

"Okay, I'll teach you!"

Ruan Yu announced loudly.

"Really? I still want to say that if you don't teach me, I will contact my father and ask me to go to France to study or something..."

Taking back what I just said, the seriousness of a boy can disappear in a second.

"What are you talking about? With a free teacher by your side, you still want to spend money to go to France?"

"The key is, how can I see you every day when I go to France?"

Song Huaijin kissed her.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Ruan Yu pushed Song Huaijin away.

Clearing his throat, he pretended to be serious and said, "Ahem, I'm your teacher now, you can't touch me."

Song Huaijin also stood up slowly, emphasizing with humor and domineering.

"Teacher, why don't we take a 20-minute shower before class starts?"

Ruan Yu stood up and wanted to run away, but Song Huaijin grabbed her back.The two of them are chasing each other around the room, and the scene is so hilariously funny.

After taking a bath, they came to the study room. Ruan Yu took out a stack of books from the bookcase, including "Design", "Design Theory", "Aesthetic Appreciation", "Basic Chapters of Fashion Design", "Introduction to Art" ",etc……

Looking at books piled up as high as the sky.Song Huaijin was so frightened that her legs went limp.

Ruan Yu patted Song Huaijin on the shoulder: "It's too late to give up now."

Song Huaijin shook her head and patted her own face.

"No, I have persevered after reading the English version of "Introduction to Economics" abroad. These little books are not difficult for me now!"

He said aggressively.

"So, there are three types of beauty, aesthetics, natural beauty, and..."

Ruan Yu carefully read the contents of the book for Song Huaijin, and then took out an album of appreciation of famous paintings.

Looking at the world-famous paintings, Song Huaijin felt his head was swollen, and nothing could get into his head.

"Come on, time to ask questions, whose work is "Sunflower"? What school is he from?"

Song Huaijin bit her pen while thinking.

"Van Gogh? Impressionists?"

"bingo!"

Song Huaijin put on a victory posture with two braces.

"Then my wife, can you reward me with a sweet kiss?"

"Don't be too happy. You can list a few more Monet's works."

"Well... "Sunrise"..."

In a snap, a book fell from the sky and patted Song Huaijin on the head.

"You were watching it just now, have you forgotten?"

Song Huaijin rubbed her head aggrievedly.

"Teacher, I'm studying design, not art. Why do I only read art books?"