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

Ruan Manling returned to Zhou's house at night and brought Ruan Xiao a suit of clothes.

Because her room has not had time to tidy up those quilt covers, she can still sleep for one night.

When she handed over the clothes to Ruan Xiao, she asked one last time: "You really don't want to sleep with Mom?"

"Mom!" Ruan Xiao anxiously said, "I'm so old, I still sleep with you."

"Isn't this a special situation..." Ruan Manling sighed, and shook her head with a look of "it's too big to stay". "Then I can only trouble the young master for one night."

Hearing this, Ruan Xiao turned to look at Zhou Muye.

Zhou Muye had already taken a shower and was talking with Shang Yao in the living room.

Ruan Xiao moved two steps forward and approached Ruan Manling.

He lowered his head shyly, raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, "Mom, don't you know..."

Seeing his mysterious look, Ruan Manling wondered, "What's wrong?"

Ruan Xiao held the change of clothes in his hand, rubbed them back and forth, and said in a soft voice: "Ah Ye just got home this afternoon, seeing that I wasn't there, he thought I had gone abroad, and chased me all the way in the rain...he didn't mind it. I'm in trouble."

When saying the last sentence, Ruan Xiao's face was so pretty, so pretty.

If he had a tail, he probably couldn't control it and raised it to the sky by now.

"Really?" Ruan Manling was secretly surprised, and said, "Master Zhou is so afraid of you running away? Do you want to chase him back?"

"Hmm..." Ruan Xiao nodded, pursed his lips to suppress the sweet smile at the corners of his mouth, and half-pushed and half-heartedly admitted.

"Xiaoxiao, tell mom honestly..." Ruan Manling took Ruan Xiao's hand, her fat round face was a bit serious, and said, "You, Young Master Zhou, you..."

Ruan Manling didn't know how to speak for a moment, hesitated to speak, and finally turned her head to look in Zhou Muye's direction.

At this time, Zhou Muye casually cast a glance in this direction, and happened to meet Ruan Manling's gaze.

Zhou Muye's brows and eyes were distant, and from a distance, his well-educated tutor nodded lightly at Ruan Manling as a greeting.

Ruan Manling turned around with a nervous expression.

At this moment, Ruan Xiao was very confused. He was afraid of what Ruan Manling said, and he also hoped that Ruan Manling would see something, but if Ruan Manling really saw it, he didn't know how to answer it later.

Anyway, what was tossing and turning in his heart were all sweet burdens.

Ruan Xiao bit her lower lip, she just didn't do it, she kept on doing it, tried her best to hold back her smile, and said, "Oh, Mom, don't ask me..."

It was also at this time that Ruan Manling spoke up and said, "Xiaoxiao, tell Mom, do you owe Young Master Zhou money?"

"..." Ruan Xiao froze for a moment, at a loss, "What? I owe... I owe money..."

"I still owe you a lot, right?" Ruan Manling frowned, and pouted Ruan Xiao, saying it was well-founded, "Otherwise, the young master will chase you back even in the rain?"

Ruan Xiao's face turned red all of a sudden, he pursed his lips tightly, gasping for breath, his eyes were all red.

For some reason, he suddenly lost the mood to share. He hugged his clothes tightly with both hands, and turned away angrily: "Mom, I won't tell you anymore! I'm going to take a shower!"

***

As for Zhou Muye chasing Ruan Xiao in the rain, Ruan Manling's first reaction was to believe that Ruan Xiao owed money. This matter had a great impact on Ruan Xiao and hurt her self-esteem.

The child couldn't fall asleep until he lay down on the bed and turned off the lights.

Ruan Xiao thought about it over and over again, and finally got really stuck, and unconsciously kicked his legs on his back, almost kicking off the quilt.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Muye, who was annoyed enough by Ruan Xiao, opened his eyes.

He wasn't jet-lagged, he wasn't well-rested, and although mentally exhausted, he had trouble falling asleep.

Ruan Xiao just came back to his senses, and quickly lay down on his side. Facing Zhou Muye, he behaved a lot, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Aye, I forgot about you..."

Zhou Muye was very tired, squinting his eyes lightly in the dark, taking advantage of the cold moonlight outside the window to look at the person opposite him: "Why are you so shy?"

Ruan Xiao shrank into the quilt, grabbed the quilt and rubbed his face: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Zhou Muye rubbed his eyes, his voice was hoarse: "You can't sleep?"

"Ah."

"Thinking about what?"

"Just..." Speaking of this, Ruan Xiao was a little unhappy, arched his body under the quilt, and muttered, "My mother said that you chased me outside on a rainy day because I owe you money, why did you do that?" Doubt me? I'm really convinced."

Zhou Muye was silent for a moment, and his voice became clearer: "Did you tell your mother?"

Ruan Xiao hasn't realized the problem yet: "That's right."

Under the quilt, Zhou Muye raised his long legs and pressed on Ruan Xiao's body, with a bit of revenge: "Don't tell others about this in the future."

Ruan Xiao felt guilty for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had slipped his tongue.

For a person as proud as Zhou Muye, if there was such a misunderstanding, it would be too late to lose face, so how could he let him talk about it.

Ruan Xiao bit the bullet and pretended to be innocent: "Why... why?"

Zhou Muye's tone was light and light: "What do you think?"

Ruan Xiao turned her face away and buried herself in the pillow: "I don't know!"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Zhou Muye's legs were still on Ruan Xiao's, and he said softly, "Aunt Ling said that you...are not happy?"

Ruan Xiao turned to look at Zhou Muye again, and simply stopped pretending, and whispered, "My mother looks down on me."

Zhou Muye hooked his legs: "What?"

Ruan Xiao groaned: "Are you chasing me just to collect debts?"

"Am I that unattractive?"

"You can't chase me because you treat me..."

In the middle of speaking, Ruan Xiao suddenly realized something, raised Heishuishui eyes to look at Zhou Muye, and completely shut up.

At this moment, Zhou Muye continued to ask, "What did I do to you?"

Ruan Xiao lowered his head and rubbed his face: "It's nothing..."

His face turned red for no reason.

However, Zhou Muye approached Ruan Xiao a few centimeters, and said softly, "You mean, what did I do to you?"

Ruan Xiao wanted to move back, but because Zhou Muye's legs were still pressing on his body, he was restrained and unable to move.

Some evaded and said: "No...it's really nothing."

Zhou Muye moved closer again, with a hint of urging: "Tell me...what's there to be shy about..."

The night is gentle, even whispering, it has a lingering taste.

Ruan Xiao's face was hot, feeling Zhou Muye's breath on his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

As if his heart had been scratched lightly by a feather, he was so agitated that he almost blurted out some words.

But in the end, he gave up because he was too shy and cowardly.

Ruan Xiao wanted to say, "You can't chase me because you are interested in me, you like me?".

Although he was already [-]% sure of this, Zhou Muye had always kept his mouth shut, so he couldn't be sure to say that he was narcissistic.

That's why he didn't take the initiative to say it.

Some can't stand the atmosphere that is so heart-scratching at the moment.

Ruan Xiao threw the quilt directly over his head to cover it, and a muffled voice came from under the quilt:

"Ano! Sleep!"

Zhou Muye lowered his eyelashes, looking at Ruan Xiao, the turtle with a shrunken head, suddenly became very disappointed, and lowered his cold voice:

"I ran a street for you, what's the matter with me, young master?"

"Damn it."

Ruan Xiao still covered her head in the quilt: "???"

Who hates ghosts?

In the middle of the night, everything was silent.

Ruan Xiao heard someone calling his name in his sleep, and woke up vaguely, only to hear that it was Zhou Muye talking in his sleep.

Ruan Xiao was very sleepy and hadn't fully regained consciousness. He swallowed and raised his hand to touch Zhou Muye's face.

I don't know how the two of them slept at night, Zhou Muye is snuggling up next to Ruan Xiao, his face resting on his delicate neck.

Maybe it was because of Ruan Xiao's actions that Zhou Muye woke up, but he obviously didn't wake up, and said in a dull voice, "Xiao Xiao?"

Ruan Xiao lazily let out a syllable from his nasal cavity, and answered.

Zhou Muye said softly, "I was dreaming..."

Ruan Xiao: "What..."

In the early morning of the night, sleepy and confused, both of them spoke lightly, and neither of them could tell whose dream it was.

Zhou Muye buried his face in Ruan Xiao's neck, sniffing the faint scent of orange blossoms: "I dreamed that you were gone, and I was chasing after you, but I couldn't catch up..."

Ruan Xiao's closed eyes slowly opened, and after a while, they closed again.

Even now, there is an unbelievable softness in my heart.

Zhou Muye: "You still carry the [-] million that was stolen from my hospital...but you just can't catch up..."

Ruan Xiao: "..."

I had to open my eyes again.

There is already a tendency to wake up.

"Two hundred million can't catch up..." Ruan Xiao frowned incomprehensibly, and said, "If you owe me two hundred million, I can directly catch up with you in my dream."

Zhou Muye closed his eyes and chuckled, "You like money so much?"

Ruan Xiao muttered: "You don't like it?"

Zhou Muye held Ruan Xiao's slender neck with one hand, leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth, his voice was indistinct: "Well... I still like you more..."

Ruan Xiao could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.

Under the pure white quilt, the two snuggled up to each other like cats, kissing and kissing in a daze.

After an unknown period of time, he fell asleep again.

***

Ruan Manling opened a hot pot restaurant, and Ruan Xiao was the happiest.

Every day when he came back from training, he would take a look at the back kitchen of the hotpot restaurant to see how it was arranged. He could smell the spices in the kitchen and swallowed.

If he waits a little longer, he can eat hot pot with an open stomach, and maybe he can suggest to his mother to develop a series of fried chicken set meals, then he will be in heaven.

But Ruan Xiao never expected that, seeing that the hot pot restaurant at home was about to officially open, Yunyan ordered him to lose weight.

"what?"

In the practice room, Ruan Xiao looked at Yunyan in a daze, "Losing weight?"

The word was too foreign to him.

"Ah."

Yunyan's eyes were very sharp, and she scanned Ruan Xiao's whole body from top to bottom, and finally pinched one of Ruan Xiao's soft cheeks, and picked up a lump of small meatballs.

"Not thin enough, lose your baby fat, you can look more mature, and it will be easier to shape your image in the future."

Although Ruan Xiao is a little baby fat, his face is only the size of a palm, so he doesn't look fat at all.

But Yunyan has nearly 30 years of experience as a professional dancer, so she is almost abnormally harsh on the body of a ballet dancer.

She is not sick, but a professional need.

Actors are thinner than ordinary people in order to give the audience better visual enjoyment on stage and under the camera.

Ruan Xiao was still a little ignorant, and asked, "Mr. Yun, how do you reduce it?"

Yun Yan said: "Pay attention to your daily diet, and I will make a list of recipes for you before I go back later."

"Oh." Ruan Xiao rubbed his head, lowered his head and thought for a while, couldn't hold back, and asked the question he was most concerned about, "Teacher...can I still eat fried chicken every week?"

"Fried chicken?" Yun Yan raised her voice and looked at Ruan Xiao with a shocked look.

Ruan Xiao lowered his eyes, probably guessing that it would be impossible, so he promised: "Then I will eat it once in two weeks...no...three weeks."

When he said this, his face was full of pain, as if he had made a huge sacrifice for art.

"You still eat fried chicken?" Yun Yan sneered and said, "You will never touch fried chicken in your life."

"..."

Ruan Xiao was too shocked to speak for a long time.

He once thought that Yunyan was joking with him, but seeing Yunyan's ruthless appearance, it was definitely not a joke.

"Plop" sound.

Ruan Xiao knelt down on the ground, with his head down, his whole body was dying.

He lost the love of his life.

Yunyan's recipe, in addition to salad and eggs, is all kinds of boiled meat, with black pepper added at most.

Even if there are staple foods such as whole grains and whole grains, the portion is absolutely skipped.

Compared with Ruan Xiao's appetite in the past, the current recipe has shrunk significantly.

But Ruan Xiao couldn't help it.

He was afraid of Yunyan, so he had to listen to Yunyan's words.

Probably because the child's food is not enough, and the meals are very unsatisfactory.

Especially in school, when Shen Tiancheng and the others got together to order fried chicken takeaway, Ruan Xiao could only watch from a distance, for him, it was comparable to torture.

Therefore, Ruan Xiao's air pressure in those few days was indeed a bit low, and he was depressed.

On the first day of losing weight, Ruan Xiao felt bored looking at the lunch box that was emptied in two bites.

On the second day of losing weight, Ruan Xiao twisted the shredded lettuce leaves stuck to the bottom of the lunch box and stuffed it into his mouth, still wanting more.

On the third day of losing weight, Ruan Xiao had already started to lick the salad dressing on the edge of the lunch box. When he put down the bowl, it was as clean as if it had been washed with water.

On the fourth night, Zhou Muye stayed at the hot pot restaurant.

The first floor of the hotpot restaurant is the lobby, and two floors up, the third floor is where Ruan Manling and Ruan Xiao live.

Ruan Xiao's room is in the corner of the corridor. The room is not big and there are not many things. A small bed is leaning against the wall.

After turning off the light, Zhou Muye was about to fall asleep after a long time, when he suddenly felt his side trembling slightly.

Zhou Muye was silent for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked aside.

From before going to bed, Ruan Xiao kept his back to him, covered his head with a quilt, and kept silent. Zhou Muye thought he was asleep.

But obviously, the movement was caused by Ruan Xiao.

Zhou Muye stood up, turned on the bedside lamp, and lifted the quilt up.

he sees.

Under the quilt, Ruan Xiao bit his hand, his eyes were blurred with tears, he was sobbing, and kept suppressing his voice.

"..."

Zhou Muye: "What's wrong?"

Ruan Xiao turned his face away, his clear eyes were blurred.

He pulled his saliva-smeared fingers out of his mouth, opened his mouth, and seemed to want to bear it, but in the end he let out a "wow", and couldn't help crying loudly.

"Aye...I'm hungry!"

Zhou Muye: "..."

The child is so hungry that he eats his hands.

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