Jing Yihong's anger that he had finally suppressed rose again, he raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were cold: "A trivial matter? ”

"Isn't that a trifle? It's nothing more than that I went to the airport and she deliberately ignored me in front of everyone, and the last glass of wine. ”

Ruan Qianya paused, "If there is no conflict between the two of you, you won't even have that glass of wine." ”

Jing Yihong's already cold face was even more white at the moment: "Have you ever thought that if I don't open my mouth all the time, it will be more than just this glass of wine." ”

"I'm okay." Ruan Qianya dropped these words.

Jing Yihong's jawline was extremely tight, and after a while, he finally spoke, and only said one word: "Okay." ”

Then he left the co-pilot, locked the door with his hand, and drove straight home without saying a word.

In the days that followed, I don't know if it was Meiqi's conscience who found out, or if she really felt that she had done something wrong that night, and she unexpectedly didn't cause any more trouble.

Jing Yihong's whole person is almost upside down in the morning, working day and night, and every inch of time is crowded.

Ruan Qianya noticed a small change, that is, they seemed to be the same as before, but Jing Yihong didn't take the initiative to joke with her.

In addition, he has indeed been very busy at work recently, and the two of them have not spoken a few words except for work.

Ruan Qianya couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in her heart, could it be because he hadn't lost his anger that day?

Recently, in order to facilitate and save time, Jing Yihong usually stays in the company's office.

Today, because Xia Pei specially bought a lot of vegetables, he said that he wanted to make up for the two of them, who were busy day and night, so he called Jing Yihong back.

Jing Yihong worked until three o'clock today, and in order not to disturb Ruan Qianya's rest, he chose to work in the study.

Ruan Qianya didn't know why, she had been insomnia until now, she went out lightly, wanting to see Jing Yihong.

found that the desk lamp in the hidden door of the study was still on, but Jing Yihong was gone.

It was only after a while that she heard the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

Ruan Qianya quietly walked upstairs again, standing at the door of the bathroom, hesitating whether to talk to Jing Yihong and let him rest quickly.

At this moment, the door of the bathroom was slammed open, and a pair of cold hands holding water droplets pulled her directly into the bathroom.

Ruan Qianya was startled, almost exclaimed, a slender finger against her lips, Jing Yihong's deep voice exploded in her ears: "Don't scream, do you want Mom to hear?" ”

Ruan Qianya opened her mouth in vain, but she didn't make a sound.

She struggled to turn around in Jing Yihong's arms and stood face to face with him.

Jing Yihong simply wore a bathrobe, his hair was still wet, and it was scattered on his ears, and the water droplets dripped down his hair, and then accumulated into a small puddle on his collarbone.

Ruan Qianya's struggling movements just now made his already loosely tied bathrobe spread out in a large area, revealing his solid chest.

Jing Yihong inserted his slender fingertips into his hair, combed it casually, and said softly: "I've been with you for so long, I don't know yet, you have a habit of taking a shower suddenly in the middle of the night." ”

Ruan Qianya was speechless for a while, and it took a long time before she spoke: "I was afraid that you would stay up too long to persuade you to go to bed early." ”

Jing Yihong's mind moved slightly, and he stretched out his other hand and patted Ruan Qianya's head: "I know, I can sleep in the study, and I have to leave early in the morning." "Standby station

Ruan Qianya bit her lower lip lightly, hesitated for a long time and said, "Are you angry with me these days?" ”

Jing Yihong's face did not show a trace of waves, and he shook his head lightly: "No." ”

But the word "there is" was clearly written in those eyes.

"I know you're angry because of Maggie." Ruan Qianya stretched out her hand and grabbed Jing Yihong's arm, "But it's all over, isn't it?" She hasn't been moving lately. ”

Jing Yihong was noncommittal, and looked at Ruan Qianya with deep eyes.

"Okay." Ruan Qianya gently wrapped her other hand around Jing Yihong's waist, "Don't make any noise, okay?" ”

It was as if someone had lit a fire on Jing Yihong's body, allowing him to start a fire from the hinterland.

He took Ruan Qianya into his arms with his backhand: "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

Ruan Qianya's eyes were clear and translucent, she still looked up at Jing Yihong, repeating what she had just said: "Let's reconcile, okay?" ”

Jing Yihong finally couldn't help but disarm and surrender, his tight shoulders slackened slightly, sighed, and hugged Ruan Qianya tightly: "I'm not angry, how can I be willing to be angry with you?" ”

Ruan Qianya muttered aggrievedly: "Then you haven't paid much attention to me these days." ”

"I don't pay much attention to you, I'm reflecting, and I hope you can reflect on what you said that day." Jing Yihong picked her up, "It's also because there are really too many things to do these days." ”

In fact, Ruan Qianya could see that although Jing Yihong didn't say anything, he could feel his tiredness from her eyes.

"But now I have more important things to do." Jing Yihong put Ruan Qianya on the bed, curled her lips and smiled dangerously at her.

A ray of sunlight shone through the crack in the window, and someone opened the window without knowing who opened it.

The wind blowing in from outside lifted the thin curtains, and the curtains were ambiguously entangled in the wind, like two people on a bed.

However, it was not the sunshine that woke Ruan Qianya, but the alarm clock.

Ruan Qianya's whole body was sore, and she couldn't even raise her hand. She struggled to roll over, summoned all the strength of her body and lifted her fingers to touch her phone.

Suddenly, a faint smell of milk wafted in, and a hand crossed her hand and turned off the alarm clock for her.

Jing Yihong's long figure stood in front of the bed, and said warmly: "This is your breakfast, put the bedside for you, if you want to sleep for a while, I'll go to the company." ”

Ruan Qianya struggled to sit up when she heard the sound, but the soreness in her back made her fall back again, and she glared at Jing Yihong: "Won't you let me go to work?" ”

She was weak now, and with this fierce look, it was not convincing at all.

Jing Yihong hooked his lips imperceptibly: "If you can get up, you can go." ”

"You don't want to think about who caused it." Ruan Qianya opened her mouth angrily, but her face turned red suspiciously.

Jing Yihong leaned over and pinched her mandible, kissed him lightly on the eye, turned around and left.

Ruan Qianya lay on the bed for almost an hour before she got up slowly. She looked at the sandwich and milk that had already cooled away, and was thinking about whether to heat it up when the phone rang.

"Hey, hello, who are you?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before he spoke: "I don't know if I'm still lucky enough to be remembered by Miss Ruan Qianya." ”