Why?This is obviously a surrogate abuse article [Transmigration Book]

On the night when he made up his mind to confess and be lenient, the Zhou family.

With Wen Ning's voice shouting: "Mom! I'm going to clean the floor!"

Ruan Xiao dragged the small bucket and rushed towards the living room of the main house.

Ruan Manling shouted from behind: "Slow down!"

in the living room.

Zhou Muye was sitting on the sofa stroking the dog, while Ah Huang was sitting on his lap.

Gouzi squinted his eyes and stuck out his long tongue, as if he was about to be rolled into sleep.

At this time, the familiar opening song came from the TV.

There are a total of 180 episodes of the [-] o'clock ethical drama, and Ruan Xiao has watched [-] episodes so far.

Although it didn't look like it from the beginning, Ruan Xiao was completely fascinated by this drama.

Zhou Muye heard the footsteps, raised his eyelids and looked at Ruan Xiao, then patted Ah Huang's back twice, and patted the dog to make it go down.

Ruan Xiao didn't put down the bucket immediately this time, but stood not far away, looking at the TV screen and Zhou Muye, hesitating.

Zhou Muye glanced at Ruan Xiao's face twice, and said softly, "Are you still watching? If you don't, I'll close it."

"You don't need money for electricity as a capitalist?"

"..."

Ruan Xiao's expression was tangled for a moment, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he nodded, ran to the corner to put down the bucket, and sat down beside Zhou Muye familiarly.

Sitting on the sofa, Ruan Xiao propped his hands on both sides of his body, slightly grasping the sofa with his fingers, and fixed his black eyes on the TV screen.

At the moment, he was feeling agitated, and he didn't dare to look at Zhou Muye beside him. When he thought of mentioning his fake pregnancy later, his stomach was so tangled up.

but.

As a drama chaser, chasing drama soul, even if you are under great pressure, you have to watch the two episodes tonight at [-] o'clock.

Zhou Muye glanced at Ruan Xiao from the side, then his eyes fell on the TV in front of him, he leaned forward nonchalantly, and picked up Ruan Xiao's calf.

Because of the raised legs, Ruan Xiao lay down on the sofa, leaned against a familiar position, and put his legs on Zhou Muye's body.

Ruan Xiao straightened his body at first, looking a little stiff, but as Zhou Muye's slender fingers rubbed his calf with moderate strength, the massaged place gradually became hot, and the muscles on his legs felt sore after training. Relieved, very comfortable, he also unknowingly relaxed his body.

Ruan Xiao has always been serious about watching dramas, and within 2 minutes of staring at them, he was deeply attracted by dog ​​blood ethics dramas.

Then, he unconsciously picked up a pillow, hugged it in his arms, arched on the sofa, and lay down in a comfortable position.

Putting aside all distracting thoughts, it completely softened into a puddle of mud.

For a long time, in the living room, only the voice from the TV could be heard.

Ruan Xiao stared at the TV fascinated, Zhou Muye pressed his legs indifferently.

At a certain moment, the character screams, the background music is passionate and sad, and the sound of the vase bursting, is being staged to the point of tear-jerking.

Ruan Xiao hugged the pillow, his eyes were red, and he choked up from time to time, probably because he was tired from lying down, so he bounced a lot on the sofa, turned around, and changed to lying on his side.

The leg resting on Zhou Muye's place naturally also lost its position.

At the same time, the comfortable massage force on the legs disappeared.

Ruan Xiao glanced down, seeing that Zhou Muye had to raise his hand because of his action just now, and didn't put it down for a while.

He rubbed his eyes against the edge of the pillow, whispered, "Sorry, you continue." Then he looked at the TV in front of him.

Zhou Muye: "..."

Just, it's natural, it's a matter of course.

Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes and didn't care about Ruan Xiao.

But just when he was about to massage Ruan Xiao again, he found that Ruan Xiao's loose trousers had been rubbed against it, revealing a section of pure white calf with a radiant complexion and slender and beautiful curves.

Zhou Muye's gaze was a little dull.

If you knead it there, it will definitely feel amazing.

Zhou Muye gently licked his lower lip, his hands were still in the air, as if he was still hesitating.

Just at this time.

Maybe it's been a long time.

Ruan Xiao, who was still immersed in the tear-jerking plot, rubbed his ankle against Zhou Muye's thigh, and unconsciously moaned in a crying voice: "Continue..."

Zhou Muye paused for a moment, then took a deep breath slowly.

Ah Huang seemed to have sensed some restlessness, lying on the floor, suddenly raised his head, and turned his head to look at the two people on the sofa.

Zhou Muye pulled down Ruan Xiao's trouser legs to block the dazzling white.

For some reason, there was a trace of irritability in his eyes, and the strength of his hands increased for some reason, as if he had become a ruthless massager.

Ruan Xiao felt pain from being pressed, and shrank his legs slightly, but he didn't care about the sudden change of force, so he didn't dodge.

Zhou Muye only glanced aside when he heard a faint whimper.

I saw Ruan Xiao staring at the TV, biting the corner of the pillow in his arms with his white teeth, his clear eyes were full of tears, and he was crying until he convulsed.

The eyes are red, so pitiful.

Zhou Muye's heart suddenly softened.

Ruan Xiao always looks not very smart, but it makes people helpless.

Zhou Muye lowered his eyes, unconsciously relaxed the strength in his hand, and concentrated on serving this sensitive and affectionate mother.

After watching the two episodes of the TV series, Ruan Xiao let out a long sigh of relief, and rubbed his face on the pillow without treating himself as an outsider, with all the tears on it.

Today is another day of tears for the dog blood ethics drama.

After the emotion was released, Ruan Xiao felt a little ashamed.

He was still lying on the sofa and didn't get up. He looked at Zhou Muye with a shy smile, "Aye, I'm sorry for always working so hard on you."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

Zhou Muye put his legs aside, stroked the creases on his trousers, stood up, and said lazily, "I really don't see where you are embarrassed."

"..."

Ruan Xiao finally realized what happened. He recalled that after Zhou Muye stopped just now, he asked Zhou Muye to continue to press, without realizing it at all.

Ruan Xiao lowered his head, his face turned red.

But this can't be blamed on him, who told Ah Ye that massage is so comfortable...

Ruan Xiao lowered his eyelashes, thinking about something.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over the sky.

Ruan Xiao raised his eyes, but happened to see Zhou Muye leaning down towards him, with one hand resting on his cheek.

Seeing the handsome face suddenly approaching, Ruan Xiao suddenly gasped for breath and his heart stopped beating.

Zhou Muye bent his knees and leaned against the edge of the sofa, glanced around Ruan Xiao's face, then reached out, and quickly touched the corners of Ruan Xiao's still wet eyes with his knuckles.

"Is it really so easy to cry?" Zhou Muye said lightly.

It took Ruan Xiao a long time to regain his heartbeat, and he felt that the place Zhou Muye touched was extremely hot, making his eyes red.

He hugged the pillow silently, wishing he could shrink into the sofa.

Ruan Xiao nodded, thinking of the plot, his brows and eyes twitched, water color appeared in his eyes again, and he began to feel true feelings again: "I think that the male second is too pitiful. Although he lied to the female lead and looks very annoying, but in fact he There is a reason."

Zhou Muye twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, and sneered, "You're just crying until you crow because of a scumbag?"

"What!" Ruan Xiao frowned unhappily, raised his hand and shoved Mu Ye's chest next week, "I didn't cry!"

Zhou Muye lowered his head, held back his laughter, then stood up and left above Ruan Xiao, saying, "It's wrong for him to lie, that's what he deserves."

Ruan Xiao suddenly sat up, and was about to argue with Zhou Muye, when suddenly, Heishuishui's eyes blinked, as if thinking of something, he moved left and right again.

Ruan Xiao shrank his legs, put his arms around the pillow, stuffed himself in the corner of the sofa, and called out softly, "Aye..."

Zhou Muye was picking up the books on the coffee table, without looking at him: "Huh?"

Ruan Xiao stuffed it into the sofa again: "If... I said, if someone lied to you, what would you do?"

"Cheat me?" Zhou Muye straightened up, holding a thick book in one hand, looked at the TV in front of him, and thought about it slightly on his back.

Then he said lightly: "Let's not communicate with each other forever."

Ruan Xiao: "..."

Zhou Muye then turned around and walked towards the room. When he passed the sofa, his expression was dull, and he casually mentioned:

"But before that, if you lied to me, you have to ask that person to return it to me tenfold."

Boo!

Ruan Xiao suddenly raised the pillow to cover his face, trembling a little.

Zhou Muye left, and the living room returned to silence.

Ah Huang came over and rubbed Ruan Xiao's hand affectionately.

Ruan Xiao came back to his senses, and gradually put down the pillow, revealing a face that was flushed with boredom, with a distressed expression.

He raised his hand to support Ah Huang's dog's head, feeling heavy in his heart.

Just now, I just probed Zhou Muye's background, and all my little courage disappeared.

Don't dare to mention fake pregnancy at all.

"What should I do..." Ruan Xiao bit her lower lip, stroked Ah Huang's furry head, and sorted out her own thoughts, "Ah Ye seems to hold a grudge... Ten times will be returned... Ten times, my God..."

Ah Huang put his head on Ruan Xiao's instep, and took the opportunity to stick out his tongue and lick his ankle.

Ruan Xiao pushed the dog with his foot, then thought about it, and sighed deeply: "I lied to Ah Ye's feelings, what will be the consequences..."

There was silence for a while.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Ruan Xiao straightened his back and blinked: "No!"

He looked at Ah Huang: "I lied to Ah Ye that I was pregnant with his child."

Ruan Xiao grabbed Ah Huang's cheeks and shook them back and forth, extremely worried about his fate:

"Will Aye ask me to return his ten children?"

***

It's one thing to be afraid, but things have to be faced.

And the club has already mentioned the provincial competition to Ruan Xiao.

But Zhou Muye stared at him in the ice rink every day. Even though he didn't say anything, it was obvious that he was asked to suspend training.

Hiding the truth is not a long-term solution, even if it is for training, it is necessary to have a showdown with Zhou Muye as soon as possible.

Another weekend was approaching, and both Shang Yao and Zhou Zhiguang happened to be at home that night, Shang Yao slapped her head: "I've been too busy recently, I haven't seen Xiao Xiao for a long time."

So they took Ruan Manling and Ruan Xiao mother and son to the main house for a meal.

Because Shang Yao really likes Ruan Xiao, she doesn't have the pretensions of a hostess in front of the mother and son.

For dinner, Ruan Manling's special dishes were cooked.

At the dinner table, Shang Yaotu was busy, so he opened a bottle of white wine.

She was about to pour a glass for everyone, but when she picked up Ruan Xiao's glass, she received the gaze from her own son.

Shang Yao thought for a while, narrowed one eye, and pleaded: "Just a little."

Zhou Muye looked at her with a righteous look.

Shang Yao pouted.

Really boring.

Shang Yao was about to pour wine for Zhou Muye.

One hand was blocking the mouth of the goblet.

"What's the matter?" Shang Yao was finally dissatisfied, "Don't say you can't drink."

Zhou Muye supported his chin with one hand, lowered his eyelashes, pressed the mouth of the cup with his palm, and said perfunctorily, "I don't want to drink."

The "No Drinking" note was Zhou Muye's advice to himself, and it was still lying in the desk drawer.

Shang Yao persuaded him a few more words, but if Zhou Muye didn't let go, she had nothing to do with him.

However, at this moment, a soft voice came from Zhou Muye's side: "Ah Ye... have a drink."

Zhou Muye turned his head to look.

Ruan Xiao put his hands on his knees, with his back straight, sitting beside him obediently, looking at him with those beautiful eyes.

Zhou Muye looked at him for two seconds, blinked his eyelashes lightly: "What are you doing?"

"Just..." Ruan Xiao frowned, and lowered his head in embarrassment.

Zhou Muye looked at Ruan Xiao with some amusement, then leaned closer to his ear, and said in a very cold voice, "Want to eat my tofu again?"

"Tsk..."

"I know, I'm a bit of a womanizer, but you can't be so unrestrained."

"..."

The young master began to exude confidence again.

Ruan Xiao was preoccupied, not in the mood to joke with him, so he shook his head.

He remembered that when Zhou Muye was drunk, he was not as cold as usual, and he seemed to be easy to talk. When he got angry, he would probably be better than when he was sober.

He hoped that Zhou Muye could drink some wine, so that his showdown would be easier.

Ruan Xiao squeezed the palm on his leg, and finally thumped his leg lightly, saying: "After drinking, it's easy to do things!"

Zhou Muye gradually withdrew his smile, stared at Ruan Xiao for a while, then casually moved away the hand covering the cup, picked up the white wine on the side, and poured a little into his own cup.

Shang Yao: "...Huh? Why did you drink again?"

Zhou Muye raised his eyelids to look at her, then moved away, and slowly uttered two words: "Appetizer."

Shang Yao took the napkin and pulled it off the edge of the table, grinding her teeth like itching.

No matter how much she persuaded her just now, Zhou Muye didn't want to drink alcohol.

However, seeing him and Ruan Xiao leaning their heads together and muttering a few words, they were willing to drink again.

Shang Yao said bitterly to herself: "With a daughter-in-law I forget my mother, Zhou's men really don't have a good thing..."

Zhou Zhiguang was sitting at the side dividing the bowls and chopsticks. He didn't hear clearly, and frowned: "What? Nothing good? My handsome Zhou family man..."

"Shut up, you." Shang Yao glared at him.

Zhou Zhiguang's expression changed: "I want to have dinner, I don't care about it like you do."

Then continue with the matter at hand and shut up obediently.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Muye: I heard that someone is going to give me ten children.

Ruan Xiao Wangtian: ... Who said that?

Ah Huang: Wang!