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

Xiao Jun wrote on the note that the art gallery is busy today, and may have to go out all day for lunch and dinner, Ruomu can make his own.In addition, her new clothes can be hung in his cloakroom.

At the end of the note, Xiao Jun also wrote: "Don't do housework today, take a good rest."

The place where the signature is signed is the word "Xiao Jun" written by him in a handsome and unrestrained font.

The corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily. Between the lines in the note, his concern was revealed. She even felt that she and Young Master Xiao had become lovers.

She folded the note in half, took it back to her room, and put it in the book that Xiao Jun gave her when he painted her portrait.

After eating, Ruomu took all the clothes to Xiao Jun's cloakroom, and hung up his new clothes in the innermost empty cabinet.

After tidying up everything, she looked at her clothes hanging with Young Master Xiao's, and felt an indescribable sweetness in her heart, and she felt happier.

So at night, Xiao Jun never came back.

Ruomu rested all afternoon, but still felt tired, and was going to bed early.

After taking a shower, she hesitated between Master Xiao's master bedroom and the studio.

Young master Xiao liked her and agreed to let her put the clothes in his cloakroom, but young master Xiao didn't let her sleep in the master bedroom from now on.

After all, it is his personal space, and Ruomu always feels that he can't just live in it for granted.

And it feels weird to think that I am lying on his bed waiting for him, as if I am waiting for a concubine to be blessed.

Ruomu finally slept on the small bed in the studio.

In matters of men and women, she is very shy and doesn't want to be so aggressive.

However, her sense of propriety and reserve, in Xiao Jun's view, has a different meaning.

……

At eleven o'clock that night, Xiao Jun was still busy. He wanted to check the works for the next day's exhibition again. The introduction, booth lighting, etc. needed to be reconfirmed.

But he missed the little girl at home so much that he left the rest of the work to others and hurried home.

When he entered the master bedroom, he didn't turn on the light. He didn't want to wake up the sleeping girl, so he went straight into the cloakroom to change into home clothes.

Turning on the light in the cloakroom, Xiao Jun couldn't help laughing when he saw her clothes neatly placed in the cabinet either hanging or stacked.

The girl sorted the clothes according to the color depth, length and size of the clothes, which made Xiao Jun, a man with obsessive-compulsive disorder, feel much happier after seeing it at a glance.

But Ruomu doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, he knows it.

It was because she used his cloakroom. In order to make him feel comfortable, she did more homework.

For her thoughtfulness and carefulness, Xiao Jun felt that he should not go too far tonight, at least not like the night before...

However, when he left the cloakroom and returned to the bedroom, he found that the bed was neatly made.

Ruomu was not in his room at all.

Xiao Jun walked out of the master bedroom and took a look into the studio, only to see her curled up, sleeping on her own small bed.

Like an unfamiliar cat.

No matter how many hugs you gave her the day before, she should go back to her den the next day, or go back, just not get close to you.

Xiao Jun was on fire, strode to her bedside, was about to shake her awake with his hand, but heard her deep and even breathing.

Seeing her sleeping soundly, Xiao Jun sighed, didn't have the heart to wake her up, but gently hugged her up.

Like stealing a treasure, he stole Ruomu back to his room.

And this girl didn't wake up from the beginning to the end, and didn't even open her eyes.

This night, Ruomu should have slept well, but Xiao Jun stayed up most of the night before falling asleep.

Now he fully understands the meaning of eating marrow and knowing taste.

This night, he leaned over countless times, grabbed her waist, and tried to tease her.

But she moaned twice and pushed his hand away and continued to sleep.

Seeing how sleepy she was, he had no choice but to let her go and sleep on the other side of the bed far away.

After a while, he couldn't help but move over again.

Unfortunately the result is the same.

He tossed and turned countless times like this, until three o'clock in the middle of the night, Xiao Jun finally felt sleepy, but the girl turned over and slipped into his arms again, the sleepiness disappeared instantly, so he could only brew again...

In the early morning of the next day, Ruomu woke up to go to the bathroom, with his eyes half-opened and half-closed, he bumped directly against the cabinet, and woke up all of a sudden, only then did he realize that he was actually sleeping in Young Master Xiao's room.

But now it was nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Jun had already gone out, and Ruomu was the only one in the room at this time.

After more than a day of rest, Ruomu felt much more relaxed, so he decided to do housework.

When she went to get the labor tools in the storage room, she found that the instruction manual of the floor mopping machine was placed on the bright side. Under the foreign words, there was already a line of Chinese translation written by Xiao Jun with a pen.

Ruomu pursed her lips and smiled, thanking the young master for his thoughtfulness, this time she doesn't have to kneel to wipe the floor.

……

Xiao Jun has been busy with the art exhibition these two days, these paintings are his favorite series, so he chose to do it himself.

Furthermore, what his father said on the phone deeply stimulated him.

When he didn't want to do things according to his father's will, his father said, don't forget, without me, you are nothing.

He didn't expect that in his father's eyes, he was so incompetent.

Xiao Jun doesn't want to be underestimated anymore, so he will do his own business in the future.

Now he seems to be experiencing a revolution from the inside out.

Get rid of his previous arrogance, get rid of his status as a young master who is like a castle in the sky.

But after getting busy, I realized that I didn't care about social anxiety and depression at all...

In the evening, during the break, he thought of what Ruomu said. She said that she would not think about messy things when she started working, and working made her happy.

Thinking of her expression when she said these words, Xiao Jun smiled.

Anyway, he now understands that people have to have something to do when they are alive, otherwise they will get sick.

Such a busy, is a whole day.

But the day ended early, and it was less than nine o'clock in the evening when I left the art gallery.

Xiao Jun walked back to the apartment, and the aroma of mung bean cakes wafted from the side of the road. Thinking that Ruomu likes to eat cakes, he brought her a bag back.

He had thought it all over, and when he made the little girl happy, he was going to take her back to the room...

The torment of two days and one night had already pushed his body to its limit. He couldn't imagine how he had come here alone in the past 20 years.

But what made Xiao Jun helpless was that when he returned home, he found that Ruomu had already fallen asleep.

And slept in her crib again!

Standing by her bed and watching her for a few seconds, Xiao Jun went into the bathroom with a dark face.

This time he didn't carry her back to the room, since she likes to sleep in a small bed, he just wants to accompany her.

After Xiao Jun took a shower, he got into Ruomu's quilt directly.

He woke up Ruomu, and the girl stared at him confusedly: "Master Xiao, you are back."

"Yes, I'm back." He said hoarsely.

Then, unable to wait another second, he rolled over onto her body...