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

Ruan Xiao stood up slowly.

Zhou Muye tilted his head, his eyelids half closed, and looked at him lazily.

Looking at his expression, he was waiting for an explanation.

When Ruan Xiao thought of the young master's narcissistic past, his scalp tingled.

Claiming that he has a temperament like orchid, he is a beautiful man with a fragrance of soul.

I thought that participating in the pair skating was just an excuse, and that getting in touch with him in the name of a dance partner was the real purpose.

I firmly believe that I am being coveted every day, and when Ruan Xiao accidentally looks at me, I feel that I will be stripped by such eyes, and I advise Ruan Xiao to restrain himself.

There are too many similar incidents to count, and Ruan Xiao has to experience the holy time several times a day, otherwise it is really easy to beat people.

So, for a narcissistic, self-pitying and self-loving young master like Zhou Muye, if he knows that his position in his heart is actually no more than a piece of fried chicken...

Ruan Xiao shuddered, not daring to think about it any further.

For the sake of Zhou Muye's injury, Ruan Xiao didn't want to provoke him at the moment.

"You are talking." Zhou Muye said coolly, "Have you been wronged?"

Ruan Xiao bit her red lips in embarrassment, and lowered her head under the pressure: "Aye, I..."

Zhou Muye pressed Ruan Xiao's back to get closer to him, looked up at him, his indifferent expression couldn't hide his arrogance: "What's the matter with you?"

Ruan Xiao's voice was like a mosquito: "Huh?..."

"He kept saying that he likes me." Zhou Muye said, "In the end, I'm not as delicious as fried chicken?"

"..."

Sure enough, it came.

Ruan Xiao bit the bullet, quickly raised his eyes to look at Zhou Muye, and then again, reasoning: "Aye... liking you, and liking fried chicken... don't conflict."

Zhou Muye laughed, angrily: "But when I stand in front of you, your heart is full of fried chicken."

Ruan Xiao: "..."

I was speechless for a while.

Zhou Muye lowered his eyes and glanced at the void beside him: "I'm just a substitute... a substitute for a piece of fried chicken."

"..." Seeing that he was talking more and more vigorously, Ruan Xiao blinked, "Hey, Ah Ye..."

Zhou Muye leaned his head back and leaned against the wall, not looking at Ruan Xiao, with a hint of sarcasm in his dark eyes: "Fortunately, I keep my body like jade, my heart is like a rock, and I am not deceived by sweet words, or I will be eaten up by you one day." , I still don’t know that I’m being toyed with by the applause.”

Facing Zhou Muye's accusation that was quite dramatic, Ruan Xiao finally saw something, and all the previous feelings of guilt were wiped away.

"week!"

"Shepherd!"

"wild!"

Ruan Xiao wasn't very smart, but he wasn't really stupid either. He lifted Zhou Muye's face and turned to himself, grinding his teeth itchy.

The pair of eyes that were originally dimmed by tears brightened up, appearing full of vitality.

Zhou Muye glanced contemptuously at Ruan Xiao's face, raised his eyebrows, and looked a little cynical: "Did you hit your mind? Are you angry?"

"No!" Ruan Xiao yelled at him ferociously, "You talk nonsense!"

After yelling, he looked around uneasily, realizing that he was still in the hospital, so he restrained his expression.

Zhou Muye lazily said, "Where am I talking nonsense?"

Ruan Xiao lowered his head and pressed closer to Zhou Muye, puffing up his cheeks unhappily: "It's all talking nonsense! I didn't compare you to fried chicken at all!"

"That's it... Is it comparable or not?" Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes slowly, looked up at him again, and said, "So your favorite is——"

The tail tune is long and short.

Ruan Xiao sat on Zhou Muye's body, still holding Zhou Muye's face with both hands, her clear eyes flicked quickly on his face, as she looked at him, a shy look flashed across her eyes, and her face slowly warmed up.

Ruan Xiao suspected that Zhou Muye was just narrow-minded and insisted on hearing a satisfactory answer.

He also suspected that what Zhou Muye said from just now until now was just because he was depressed all the time, so he deliberately wanted to mobilize his emotions.

But no matter what the reason is, it made his heart burn hot and hot, so that at this moment, he really wanted to...

Zhou Muye was looking up, with a fair complexion and a lazy expression. The delicate tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed to be silently sending out some kind of invitation signal...

Ruan Xiao didn't answer Zhou Muye's question, and Heishuishui's pupils showed clumsy panic. He took a deep breath, spotted the mole at the corner of Zhou Muye's eye, and lowered his head.

"Young Master Zhou! Young Master Zhou! I heard that your head was kicked by a donkey!?"

Just at this moment, an energetic call sounded from the other side of the corridor.

Ruan Xiao suddenly opened his round eyes, and before he had time to think, he pushed Zhou Muye to stand up, but he rolled to the ground under the action of inertia.

When he bumped into the opposite wall in great embarrassment, a person had just rounded the corner and was walking towards this side.

It turned out to be Shen Tiancheng.

When Shen Tiancheng heard the news that Zhou Muye had entered the hospital, he immediately took a taxi and rushed over.

But as soon as he arrived at the scene, he saw this scene.

Ruan Xiao turned over like a dumpling, Zhou Muye sat on the chair, a little lost in thought.

Shen Tiancheng froze for a moment, then strode forward to help him: "Xiao Yuanxiao, are you alright?"

Ruan Xiao fell all over, his face was still red, and he refused Shen Tiancheng's support.

He leaned on the chair and climbed up tenaciously, but kept his head down and kept silent, as if trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Zhou Muye had already stood up at this time, without saying hello to anyone, he was ready to leave.

Shen Tiancheng came here to see Zhou Muye.

He hurriedly followed the person, leaned forward, saw the gauze on Zhou Muye's forehead, and said "tsk tsk tsk" worriedly: "Young Master Zhou, what happened? You..."

Zhou Muye didn't look sideways: "Get lost."

"Hey! Good!"

Shen Tiancheng didn't waste a second, turned his head and rolled away.

***

After arriving home that night, Shang Yao rarely showed a worried expression when she saw Zhou Muye was injured.

Normally, Shang Yao and Zhou Muye get along casually, but after all, she is such a son, and she is very precious in her heart.

Seeing Shang Yao's mind, Ruan Xiao stood in the corner, almost unable to raise his head.

The next day, neither Zhou Muye nor Ruan Xiao went to the club.

Zhou Muye rested, and Ruan Xiao accompanied him to rest because he was worried.

The two were picked up by Lao Jin after school.

When he arrived at Zhou's residence, Ruan Xiao ran to the back kitchen to look for Ruan Manling, but he couldn't find anyone, so he went to the kitchen of the main house based on experience.

Sure enough, Ruan Manling was preparing dinner for the Zhou family.

Ruan Xiao ran over with her schoolbag, came to the stove, tiptoed to look into the soup pot, and said, "Mom, don't put soy sauce, not even a little bit."

Ruan Manling laughed, and said, "I know, I know, I'm really worried, do I need you to remind me?"

Ruan Xiaohun gave a nonchalant "hmm", still lowering his eyelashes, went to look at other dishes, and said to himself: "I just don't feel relieved..."

Like a little head chef, Ruan Xiao stretched his neck and checked the dishes on the cooking table one by one, making sure that there was no dark seasoning before giving up.

Turning around, I saw Shang Yao leaning against the door, looking at him with a smile.

Ruan Xiao took half a step back and hesitated: "Aunt Shang..."

Shang Yao took a water glass to the cooking table to pour water, and when she passed by, she patted Ruan Xiao's head and said, "Ah Ye told me that you don't want to compete anymore."

Ruan Xiao lowered his head, his face turned red.

Shang Yao poured a glass of water, turned around, supported Ruan Xiao's chin and raised his head, looked around at that exquisite little face, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "It's only a few days away from the game, stick to it, even if you give Explain yourself."

Ruan Xiao was stunned for a moment, then said, "But Ah Ye..."

"Aye said it." Shang Yao said at this time, "If he retires now, he will be in vain."

Ruan Xiao blinked, frowned slightly, and said, "Did Ah Ye say that...Let me think about it."

Shang Yao touched Ruan Xiao's egg-like face, and said meaningfully: "Xiaoxiao, our Zhou family is not happy to give up halfway, you have to stand up."

Ruan Xiao said hello and went to find Zhou Muye.

After the people left, Ruan Manling laughed and joked while cooking: "Then our Ruan family is not like this, we always want to retreat."

"Oh, the Zhou family, the Ruan family." Shang Yao turned around and said with a half-true smile, "We will be a family from now on."

Ruan Manling didn't know where she was touched, and she said with emotion: "What Ma'am said is that I have been in the Zhou family for almost 20 years, and you treat me and Xiaoxiao like a family."

"Huh? This..."

Shang Yao paused for a moment, a little embarrassed, she picked up the water glass, took a sip as if to cover up, and looked at Ruan Manling quietly, seeing that her expression was normal, she really didn't think about that.

After thinking for a moment, he made indirect remarks: "Man Ling, are you satisfied with the conditions of my family?"

***

After two days of rest, Ruan Xiao and Zhou Muye went to the ice for training again.

But this time Ruan Xiao put up all his energy and set stricter requirements on himself, many times more serious than before.

You can often see him with a small face during training.

Sometimes Zhou Muye couldn't hold back his yelling, and teased him jokingly.

Ruan Xiao stopped him very seriously: "Please concentrate, treat this training well, and don't laugh at me."

Every word and sentence, the words are correct.

It made Zhou Muye want to laugh.

I also know that Ruan Xiao is afraid of the accident like last time, so every nerve is tense.

But the more serious he is, the more Zhou Muye likes to mess with him.

Ruan Xiao was a little annoyed.

The pair skating players felt that the atmosphere in the team was pink in those few days, and their favorite thing to do was to hang on the railing during the break, watching Zhou Muye and Ruan Xiao on the ice, one teasing, the other hiding. If you can't hide, Ruan Xiao will definitely shout with his hands on his hips: "Aye, you are so annoying!"

Ruan Xiao's excessive tension lasted until two days before the start of the competition.

At that time, he and Zhou Muye had been able to smoothly and smoothly complete the movements of the show, and could complete two rounds of twirling very steadily.

Ruan Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The day before the start of the competition, everyone brought performance costumes during training.

The performance costumes of Zhou Muye and Ruan Xiao were pre-ordered a week in advance, and they were sponsored by a manufacturer that had cooperated with Zhou Muye before.

In order to match the style of the show, the color of the performance costumes of the two is black, but the material and design are different.

The packing boxes are very particular, Ruan Xiao picked one, took out a piece of clothing from it, shook it open for a look, was stunned for two seconds, then smiled.

He wrinkled his nose, compared the clothes to himself, and said to Zhou Muye: "Aye, look at this one, it's so flirtatious..."

Zhou Muye looked, and saw that the dress that Ruan Xiao picked up was a very regular collar style. The fabric was soft, but it was just in front of him, and the two sides of the middle placket were still of the right thickness. , are all stitched with tulle.

All in all, with such a thin fabric and just such a position, it must be a bit revealing when worn.

Zhou Muye was looking at his clothes.

Ruan Xiao immediately got up and put it back into the box, saying: "No, no, this one is definitely not good, let's choose from the other two."

Zhou Muye withdrew his gaze, let out a faint "Oh", and continued to look at the costumes.

After choosing their outfits, the two entered the cubicle of the locker room and put on their own clothes.

Because I won't be playing immediately, I still wear a tracksuit over my performance clothes when I go out.

After the warm-up exercise was almost done, the two put on their skates and went on the ice.

Ruan Xiao's body was already warmed up, so he took off his coat and put it on the side railing. When he looked up, he saw Zhou Muye unzip his coat.

As soon as the front flap was opened, Ruan Xiao froze for two seconds, then immediately widened his eyes.

Zhou Muye glanced at him, and said in a calm tone, "What are you looking at?"

Ruan Xiao pointed at him, blushing, "You, you, you" For a long time, seeing Zhou Muye about to take off his coat as if no one was around, he rushed forward, avoiding the zipper in Zhou Muye's hand, and re-zipped it for him, directly to the top.

Angrily: "No...you are not allowed to wear this one, as you agreed not to wear it..."

Zhou Muye looked at him with dark eyes.

When Ruan Xiao was out of breath, he took two steps back.

Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes, bit the collar of the jacket with his teeth, pulled the zipper down slowly with one hand, and raised an eyebrow at Ruan Xiao: "I'm going to wear it."

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