Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Ruomu statue was enchanted, but he obediently obeyed his instructions and closed his eyes.

But after closing the eyes, other senses of the body become more sensitive.

She felt that his lips were cool and sweet.

I don't know whether the sweet taste of the cream came from her own mouth or his mouth.

Her sense of hearing is also sharp, she can hear his strong and powerful heartbeat, hear his breathing, and even the small and sticky sound of kissing can be heard.

But the brain is dulled.

She had 1 reasons to push him away, but at this moment she forgot all of them.

He forgot that he was still on the pedestrian street with people coming and going, and also forgot the rules and regulations, for example, he was her employer, for example, he was a high-ranking young master, for example, he might just want to take advantage of her on a whim.

Not only did she lose the determination to push him away, she even took the initiative to respond to his kiss.

Ruomu almost couldn't help opening his lips and teeth, tossing and turning with him, indulging in this intimacy.

And her initiative also gave Xiao Jun an opportunity. The originally gentle kiss became warmer, and the originally restrained kiss became deeper and deeper...

Ruomu also knew for the first time that kissing is not a simple lip-to-lip contact...

A cell phone rang, interrupting the two of them.

Xiao Jun stopped, pressed her lips against hers, and paused for a moment, as if he still didn't want to finish.

"You... the phone is ringing..."

"I know," he smiled lowly, and kissed her lips again: "You are much more proficient than last time."

Ruomu blushed and lowered his head.

I think back to the last time in my head.

Was it the time he accompanied him back to the hotel room for coffee and was kissed by him?

No, that time they didn't kiss for a few seconds before she slapped Young Master Xiao.

Looking back... When I was still in the manor, I was kissed by him.

Those two times, she was indeed not skilled enough...

But what is she like with him?

Xiao Jun finally left her, took out his mobile phone, glanced at the caller, hesitated a little, then temporarily handed the half-eaten cone to Ruomu, "Help me hold it, I'll answer the call."

"Oh... well."

After the kiss just now, she didn't even have the courage to look at him, so she just lowered her head and nodded.

When he walked to the flower pond, he answered the call.

Then Ruomu raised his hot face and looked at the tall man in the distance.

Why didn't she slap him when she was kissed by him this time?

Not only was she not angry, she even liked the feeling just now.

I like being kissed and hugged by him, I like his gentle and doting eyes and tone, that kind of feeling, it seems that there is room for her in his world.

In this way, Ruomu sat on the street in winter, bathed in the orange sunset that had no temperature, and ate a cool cone, but his heart was boiling hot like a pool of hot soup.

She didn't feel the cold at all, but only felt an indescribable sweetness, which spread from her mouth to her heart.

There was even an impulse that even if Young Master Xiao was playing with her feelings and filling his momentary emptiness, she seemed willing to pretend not to know.

Like a moth in a lampshade, knowing that there is a dead end, it still wants to fly in with its head stuck.

Ruo Mu finished eating his cones, but Young Master Xiao still hadn't finished his phone calls.

I don't know who it was, but I saw Young Master Xiao frowning, with a bad expression on his face, occasionally nodding his head, as if agreeing to the person on the other end of the phone, but later, he stopped nodding and just listened. .

He glanced at her, took a deep look at her, then looked away and continued on the phone.

After a while, Xiao Jun finally finished the phone call and returned to Ruomu.

"Let's go, go home." His voice was deep, not as relaxed as before.

Ruomu held his half of the cone and said, "It seems that I can't eat it."

Although it was winter, but when she held it in her hand, most of the cone had already melted, making it uneatable.

"Well, throw it away." After finishing speaking, he picked up the shopping bag on the bench and walked towards the parking lot.

Ruomu quickly ran to the trash can, threw away the half of the cone, and trotted to catch up with Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun didn't look at her, but he stretched out his hand and took hers.

Ruomu looked down at the fingers of the two who were clasped together, pursed his lower lip, and did not break away.

For the rest of the journey, Xiao Jun almost kept silent. He looked in a bad mood, which seemed to have something to do with that phone call.

If he doesn't talk, Ruomu won't ask, and try to keep quiet so as not to annoy him.

After returning home, it was time for dinner, the two of them bought some ingredients and came back, Ruomu planned to cook something simple.

She asked Xiao Jun if he wanted to eat small wontons.

That's what she learned from Mr. Tang when she was in the vineyard. It's simple and fast.

Xiao Jun said: "Anything is fine." Then he entered his own room.

Ruomu had taken care of him when he was in the vineyard before. In fact, this state is his normal state, melancholy and reticent, like an iceberg.

It's not normal to go to the supermarket with her relaxedly, and then sit on the side of the road and eat a cone...

Who brought him back to his original form?

Is it related to that Miss Su?

Ruomu put on the apron silently and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, voices came from Master Xiao's room, and he was on the phone again.

I don't know who it is this time, but it sounds like I'm talking to someone of the same generation. I don't use any honorifics, and my tone is more casual, saying something: "I don't know where... is? Well, I'll go find you..."

After a while, he hung up the phone.

When he came out of the room again, he was already dressed for going out.

When he passed the kitchen, he paused at the door, and said to Ruomu: "I'll go out for a while, you can eat dinner by yourself."

After speaking, he walked towards the entrance.

Ruomu put down the vegetables he was cleaning, and chased him to the entrance corridor, the door was closed in front of her.

Ruomu looked at the black anti-theft door, swallowed the phrase "When will you come back", turned around and returned to the kitchen.

Looking at the half-processed ingredients, she suddenly lost the motivation to cook.

Anyway, I ate it alone, and I cooked myself a clear noodle soup, which was regarded as a meal.

After the meal, the clothes bought in the mall were delivered to the home one after another, filling the corridor of the entrance.

She took the bags one by one to her own nest, like ants moving house, and in the end it almost filled Master Xiao's studio.

Looking at the clothes paper bags all over the bed, Ruomu felt very incredible.

I really didn't expect that one day I would have so many clothes that I didn't even have a place to sleep...

But I also started worrying, so many clothes, where will I put them in the future?

She thought about it, how about sending a text message to Young Master Xiao?Ask him if he can borrow her two wardrobes temporarily.

But before the message was sent, he put the phone aside again...

Ruomu knew that he was just looking for something to talk to, and wanted to contact him, but maybe he was busy, so there was no need to send a message to ask about such trivial matters.

As for how to store these clothes, let's wait until he comes back.

Anyway, this room has a lot of space and less furniture. Adding a wardrobe next to the bed is more than enough.