Chapter 17: My Cousin's Calculations

After a few days of traveling, Rongruo's bones hurt all over his body, so he didn't eat much at night, and as soon as it was dark, he yawned and wanted to go back to his room to sleep.

The room arranged by Chu Feng is very good, no matter which aspect, it is better than the treatment of Rong Mansion. Rong Ruo's Little Rose Courtyard was completely burned down by the fire, and he didn't have any belongings, and this time he didn't even have a change of clothes.

Rong Ruo didn't know if it was Qin Zhen or Chu Feng, but he was quite thoughtful and put two sets of clean new clothes on the carriage.

Rong Ruo entered Baimei Villa with these only two sets of clothes, she didn't even let Xiaocui follow, everything in Rong Mansion had nothing to do with her.

Rong Ruo entered the room, and first saw all kinds of small boxes on the dresser, and when he opened them, he found that they were all brand new rouge gouache and the like, as well as some other small jewelry.

Then open the wardrobe of the two people next to it, oh, there are still a lot of clothes, this is all in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Rong Ruo sighed twice, Baimei Villa deserves to be a big business.

But when Rong Ruo walked to the bedside, he keenly noticed that something was wrong, why was the quilt moving?

Rong Ruo walked over and lifted the quilt, picked up the small things crawling on it, and let out a disdainful chuckle on his lips. Then he crept up to the window and deliberately let out a scream.

Rong Ruo listened carefully, and sure enough, he heard a very small snickering outside. Seeing that it was done, the other party was sneakily preparing to leave.

Rong Ruo's dark eyes revealed a touch of cunning, and he threw the thing in his hand towards the other party.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

"Ah~Snake~~~~" The scream resounded in Baimei Villa, and even the ground felt three shocks.

Rong Ruo clapped his hands and rolled his eyes at the night sky, pediatrics!

Yuehua was cleaned up by herself, and she is still soaking medicinal powder in a bucket, this is the accomplice Fang Xin, but unfortunately the combat effectiveness is too weak.

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Two days later, Rong Ruo finally slept enough, regained his previous vitality, and his biological clock was completely adjusted.

Before crossing Cheng Rongruo, she would wake up at half past five every day, then go for a morning run, and then come back to press her legs for half an hour.

Leg press is a habit of dancing when she was a child, when she goes to school, in that half an hour, she will review everything she learned the night before, and after work, she will go through the previous surgery to see where there is still something wrong and how to do it perfectly.

In general, Rong Ruo is a person who is quite demanding of herself, so she will not let herself go now.

In early autumn, at the beginning of the day, the sky was already white.

Rong Ruo got up from the bed, chose a set of clothes that looked a little less cumbersome, and struggled for half an hour to finally put them on. But even so, running in a skirt is not like that.

Rong Ruo pondered for a while, found a few ribbons, tied the sleeves first, then split the skirt in two, and tied them to the two legs respectively, and when she finished doing this, she felt a little nondescript, so she gave up. Even if she doesn't care about other people's eyes, she can't let others be fools.

Rong Ruo felt that it was best to find a tailor shop and customize a suit similar to sportswear.

Without the exercise of morning running, Rong Ruo's time suddenly became free, and he felt idle and panicked. After rolling around the bed twice, I thought it would be okay to go out for a walk and go for a walk!

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In the past two or three days since she came to Baimei Villa, Rong Ruo has never seen her named fiancé, and she fights wits and courage with Yuehua and Fang Xin every day. But the two of them are too uncreative, that is, throwing a poisonous snake today and a mouse and scorpion tomorrow, they are boring.

Rong Ruo walked and walked, and walked into a courtyard, and saw a large area of orange-red, orange-red marigolds in front of him, and the one that opened was very charming. I thought that it was a little hot these days, so it was better to pick some chrysanthemums and soak in water.

As soon as he walked over, Rong Ruo felt an unusual whirring wind coming. With Rong Ruo's cautious attitude of fighting with Yuehua and them these days, he thought to himself what the hell was this going on.

Take your steps and hide behind an osmanthus tree, ready to change with the same!

However, this time Rong Ruo guessed wrong, the wind came from the front, and it was a man dancing a sword.