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

After Ruan Xiao went back, she hid the 20 personal education card in her bookcase, locked it, and buried the key under the rose pot in the greenhouse, so that Ruan Manling would never find out.

Let him make up lessons, it is better to arrest him and go to jail.

He just doesn't like studying.

As for Zhou Muye who claimed to inform him, Ruan Xiao begged several times with a low face.

Every time, Zhou Muye listened to his good words with a superior attitude, and then he said lightly, "Let me think about it, young master."

Ruan Xiao went crazy.

He was eaten whole.

However, ever since the fake pregnancy was revealed, Ruan Xiao could clearly feel that Zhou Muye was quite alienated from him.

He wasn't sure if Zhou Muye was still angry, or if the relationship between them was supposed to be like this.

Although he understands that Zhou Muye has no obligation to treat him well without his child as support, but such a change will still make Ruan Xiao feel a little bit worse.

Sometimes Ruan Xiao would comfort himself that it was good that he was not kicked out, and it was already very kind that Ah Ye could do this.

Therefore, he could only slowly adapt to such a change by himself.

Soon, a new choreographer came to the club to train Ruan Xiao.

There are still more than two months before the competition, so it is not too rushed.

In the later stage, Ruan Xiao may have to suspend class and practice all day long.

Although Ruan Xiao's conditions are excellent in all aspects, after the choreographer came, he quickly saw the problem:

"The flexibility is too poor."

Ruan Xiao bent down, tapped the stretched cramp of his leg, raised his head, and groaned: "Ms. Yao...it hurts too much, I can't break it off."

There is a move in the new show that requires Ruan Xiao to kick up and do the splits, but Ruan Xiao can't do it at all.

The choreographer's surname is Yao, and he is only in his thirties.

Seeing Ruan Xiao's sweaty little red face, she softened her heart, and said, "Go and rest first, and see if you can do it later, if not, let's change the action."

Ruan Xiao slid towards the sidelines.

After the person left, Xiao Kaiyang said to Teacher Yao from the side: "Xiaoxiao didn't start learning figure skating until she was 16 years old."

Teacher Yao read Ruan Xiao's information, learned some things, and shook his head regretfully: "It is already a miracle to be able to practice to this level at the age of 16, which shows that there is a talent for cheating, but if you start practicing from a young age...it will be incredible. .”

Xiao Kaiyang agreed, and said: "His previous programs used difficult jumping movements to make up for his lack of flexibility. Why don't you change the way? Don't give him movements that test his flexibility."

"That's not what I said. From the point of view of the show's enjoyment..." Teacher Yao half-spoken, maybe he felt that it would be useless to explain too much, and Ruan Xiao couldn't do it anyway.

So he sighed, and settled for the next best thing: "Okay, I'll work hard in that direction, hey... It's a pity that a little fairy boy can't do splits."

Xiao Kaiyang laughed until his shoulders trembled: "Step by step, don't come up and make the child depressed."

Teacher Yao looked helplessly at the sidelines, and happened to see that after Ruan Xiao left, several senior sisters surrounded him to pass water, and a little white-haired lion eagerly stuffed him with snacks.

Ruan Xiao's face was flushed, his eyes sparkled with a smile, and he thanked them one by one.

The coach is not willing to train, the friends are surrounded by pets, the club is such a big baby, how can it be possible to be depressed.

***

After officially preparing for the competition, you can’t have a playful mentality during training, and the process will become much harder than before. Ruan Xiao often goes to bed as soon as he gets in the car home. After a catch-up sleep, dinner is just right Feast on it.

But physical fatigue still couldn't shake his strong desire to watch the eight o'clock file.

By this Thursday, Ruan Xiao hadn't watched a drama for five days.

Five days!

Ten episodes!

Ruan Xiao felt that he had missed a century!

That night, he finally couldn't take it anymore, picked up the bucket, and said to Ruan Manling, "Mom, I'm going to wipe the floor."

Ruan Manling responded, and said, "Come back early after wiping the ground, my wife sent a basket of strawberries, and I will wash it for you to eat when I come back."

"Oh, ok, Mom, you can eat first, don't wait for me."

Ruan Xiao walked towards the living room through the passage connecting the back kitchen with the main house.

Before coming over, he had actually asked Zhou Muye in advance if he was in the living room.

If there is no one in the living room, it is not good for him to turn on the TV while mopping the floor. After all, it is the owner's TV, and he knows how to measure it.

So I hope Zhou Muye can be here.

But when he was looking for Zhou Muye, Ruan Xiao didn't dare to speak too bluntly.

If you turn over the information box of the electronic watch, you can also find the following records.

Ruan Xiao: [Aye, are you in the living room? 】

Zhou Muye: [What's the matter? 】

Ruan Xiao: [I want to wipe the floor. [grinning]]

Zhou Muye: [Go ahead. 】

Ruan Xiao: [Then are you there? 】

Zhou Muye: [What?Do you want me to oversee the work on site? 】

Ruan Xiao was too depressed to speak: […]

next second.

Zhou Muye: [Yes, come on. 】

Ruan Xiao was instantly overjoyed.

Another second.

Zhou Muye: [I watch you wipe. 】

"..."

So on the way to the living room, Ruan Xiao wasn't sure if Zhou Muye would turn on the TV and put him on the eight o'clock shift as before.

When Ah Ye said that in the text message, was he serious, or was he just trying to make fun of him?

He obviously knew what he meant by wiping the floor...

Ruan Xiao pursed her lips and puffed up one cheek.

Bad Ano!

Along the way, feet in white socks stomped on the floor.

***

When we arrived at the living room, Zhou Muye was already sitting there.

There is a book on his lap, and there are bright red strawberries piled up in the glass bowl beside him.

Zhou Muye drooped his eyelashes faintly, turning the pages of the book with one hand, twisting a strawberry with the other, and biting the tip of the strawberry.

He does everything in a leisurely manner, and coupled with his irresistible dignity, he appears calm and elegant.

The clear drops of water slid down his slender and white knuckles, and when he opened his lips again, the lips were stained with a light and fresh strawberry red, and out of habit, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and lightly licked the spots on his lower lip. Raspberry juice.

Ruan Xiao discovered that a person's tongue can be so bright red.

Ruan Xiao stood where he was, secretly swallowed, not knowing what he was greedy for.

At this moment, Zhou Muye lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at Ruan Xiao, said nothing, then lowered his gaze, and continued to read and eat strawberries.

Ruan Xiao had no choice but to take a few steps forward, carrying a small bucket, buzzing: "Aye, I'm here to wipe the floor..."

Without raising his head, Zhou Muye finished the last bite of strawberry and said, "Then why are you standing there? Let's get started."

"Oh..." Ruan Xiao was disappointed for a while, her face collapsed, she carried a bucket and a rag, and walked weakly towards the corner.

When passing by the TV in the living room, he looked back without giving up.

Ruan Xiao slipped to his knees on the floor, rolled up his sleeves, and began to wipe the floor with his head buried.

Except for the first time when Ruan Xiao took over the job, Ruan Xiaoyou wiped the floor seriously, after that, Zhou Muye always covered and helped him set the eight o'clock shift.

Later, I went to the hospital for a pregnancy test, and the enjoyment was upgraded, not only watching TV, but also Zhou Muye's leg massage service.

This continued until last week when the lie was exposed...

Ruan Xiao turned his face away and rubbed his cheeks that were itchy from being scratched by the hair with his arms.

Little did they know that when he knelt there alone and performed this action, it looked like he was wiping tears bitterly from behind.

Zhou Muye looked away silently, pulled up a page, and threw it aside.The sound of turning pages was suppressed, and suddenly became a little louder.

In the quiet living room, for a long time, there was only the sound of turning the pages of the book, and gradually the sound of panting from behind Ruan Xiao.

Because Ruan Xiao knew that watching TV was useless, he just wanted to finish the work quickly and put in a lot of effort.

Later, Ah Huang came to rub against Ruan Xiao with a plush toy in his mouth, wanting to play with him.

Ruan Xiao pushed the dog a few times, and whispered impatiently: "Oh, I have to work..."

He continued to bend over to wipe the floor, muttering in his mouth: "How does a wealthy dog ​​understand the hard work of our low-level workers..."

Ah Huang bumped his nose at Ruan Xiao's place, then ran to Zhou Muye's place with his tail wagging, and kept kicking the young master's legs with toys.

However, the young master didn't move at all, and the whole thing just pretended that it didn't exist.

Ah Jute felt the indifference of human beings, sighed heavily, and fell down beside the sofa, resting his chin on his toy.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ruan Xiao finally touched the coffee table.

When he came to Zhou Muye's feet, he buried his head even lower, and rubbed back and forth a stain on the edge of the floor seam with a rag.

Just finished wiping, let out a sigh of relief.

"Clap!"

A half-bitten strawberry landed in cross-section, spilling pale pink juice on the marble floor.

Ruan Xiao: "..."

look up.

Zhou Muye licked his fingertips lightly, bit them between his teeth, looked condescendingly at Ruan Xiao, then at the strawberries that fell on the ground, and blinked lightly: "My hand is slippery, I didn't catch it."

Ruan Xiao raised his eyes to look at Zhou Muye, looked back, his face flushed with humiliation, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he was about to deflate, but it was obvious that he restrained himself.

Ruan Xiao bent down and was about to pick up the strawberries and throw them away when a dog's head popped out, picked up the strawberries and turned around and ran away.

It was Ah Huang who was picking up the leak.

Ruan Xiao wiped the strawberry juice on the ground.

I can't help but think angrily.

Ah Ye must have done it on purpose!

She used to be very nice to him, showing consideration everywhere, unlike now, she not only ignores him, but always trips him up whenever she gets the chance.

He suspected that Zhou Muye had bullied the original owner in the same way before.

It may be that he, Ruan Xiaopiao, forgot that this was originally a text about torture.

As soon as he heard that he had no children, Zha Gong's attitude towards him changed, and he no longer cherished him as much as before.

In the past, Zhou Muye would have been nervous for a long time if he fell, how could he let him kneel and wipe the floor?

It's because she wasn't pregnant... Humph.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiao felt aggrieved and sad, his nose was sore, and his eyes were hot.

He wiped the floor tile vigorously as if venting his anger, his vision became more and more blurred, he sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall.

As if sensing his strangeness, Zhou Muye slowly closed the book, put it aside, and leaned over.

A cold and lazy voice sounded above the head: "Hello."

Ruan Xiao pretended he didn't hear, and just cleaned the floor by himself, ignoring others.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Muye was still asking, "You seem quite wronged."

Ruan Xiao shook his head, but thought angrily in his heart, what's none of your business?

Zhou Muye: "Okay, it's none of my business, I'll go first."

"..."

Ruan Xiao was immersed in his own world, and accidentally muttered.

Zhou Muye made a gesture to get up.

Ruan Xiao couldn't hold back anymore, and couldn't vomit some words quickly.

"I knew it!"

He threw the rag to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was more angry or more sad, his eyes turned red for no reason, and Wen Ning's voice choked.

"I... I used to say that mothers are more expensive than children..."

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