Jaryn, the English name that Jing Yan's mother gave him comes from Old English. Meaning conqueror. And fighting and plundering are man's innate nature, although he is not naturally keen on them. But over the years, the ups and downs of the shopping mall, most of the time he has taken others as prey.

However, that day, he was imagined as a meal on a plate by a soaking wet and embarrassed little girl. And it's still a flightless, roasted poultry!

In fact, until now, Jing Yan can still clearly outline her expression in her mind.

The delicate little mouth is slightly open, without any reserve and delicateness. His eyes were staring straight at him, and a message was written on his whole face...... The old lady wants to fall in love with you! If it hadn't been raining heavily that day, he would have seen a strange sight of her saliva dripping on the ground.

Jing Yan couldn't find any suitable words to describe his state of mind at that time. Not angry, nor did I think she was rude. If I had to describe it, it would be more of a curiosity. I wonder if if she took off her clothes and stood in front of this girl, would she really pounce on him and eat him clean?!

As soon as that idea came out, Jing Yan was immediately taken aback. But it was only for a brief moment before everything returned to normal. And that hurried encounter, the impression she left in Jing Yan's heart was only three words...... Female hooligan!

It wasn't until he gradually got along that he realized that she was still far, far away from those three words. Shen Ruochu is an invulnerable female hooligan, she is clearly a little fool who is easy to be shy but still pretends to be indifferent. Pretending to be okay, she is more cowardly than anyone else!

Thinking of this, Jing Yan couldn't help but chuckle softly. Looking at her, her eyes became more and more gentle and focused, "Actually, you are easy to be shy, even after marriage." And every time I like to pretend that I don't care. You know, except for the drunken one. On the wedding night, when you shared the bed with me for the first time, your whole body was shaking, and every inch of your skin was red. It looks beautiful and delicious......" he sighed, not without regret, "It's a pity that you were also pregnant at that time, and I couldn't touch you." ”

"Hooligans!" Shen Ruochu gritted his teeth and snorted lightly, his face flushed as much as he said on the wedding night. She didn't dare to look him in the eye, and her gaze wandered around with nowhere to place. A heart is "plopping", and it has already jumped out of the beat.

"What's wrong? Shy again? He asked with a grin, bowing his head to her with each word, until the tip of his nose touched and his breath could be heard, "I probably never said it, but I really like the way you look." It's as beautiful as when you're in bed. ”

"Get out of the way!" Shen Ruochu was teased by him with just a few words, and he began to get hot again. Then, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised her slap and slapped him on the chin, pushed his whole head to the side, and said with infinite shame in her mouth: "Jing Yan, you rascal!" How come I didn't find out about you like this before! "In the past, Jing Yan was a dull gourd, and if you chirped and talked to him for a long time, he would reply to you with a monosyllabic such as "um" or "oh" at most. Sometimes there is not even a single syllable, and it is just a shallow smile. Not to mention playing hooligan in words! Although he usually becomes a different person in action after turning on the kang at night.

"I used to like to hear you say." Jing Yan took away the small hand on his chin, and while holding it in his palm and kneading it gently, he continued: "I didn't know until you left that when two people are together, many things should be mutual. It's always you who say that sooner or later you'll get tired. Not in the future. But I don't have you to talk to you, and the response you give may not be the same as horror. ”

"You're the talker!" Shen Ruochu was not angry, and slapped him on the chest with his other hand.

That bit of strength is almost like tickling for Jing Yan. He snorted and shook her other hand.

"Let go, don't move your hands!" Shen Ruochu didn't break free, so he gave up half-pushing.

"Angry?" Jing Yan asked her with a low smile.

She pouted, looking away from him. I couldn't help but feel a little proud in my heart...... So he remembered! She still thought that for so many years, she was just herself, lonely, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. Although he remembered their first meeting, not because of love at first sight like hers, it was enough.

Then, Shen Ruochu's eyes rolled and he looked up at Jing Yan, "I'll test you, you remember the first time we met." Do you remember the second time we met? ”

Jing Yan frowned, and after two seconds, he said, "Huajing's celebration party." "The celebration party that day was because a case that took more than a year was finally successfully merged. And Dad Shen and Brother Doubi, as legal consultants, have given a lot of help in this. In order to show his attention, he asked Zhang Yue to personally send an invitation to the Shen family father and son. As a result, my brother didn't come, but my sister came.

In fact, Jing Yan never noticed her at all. It wasn't until the middle of the banquet that he finally took a short break from all kinds of entertainment and found a still hidden corner to enjoy temporary purity. But I don't want it to be the first to be occupied.

He was standing there leaning against the back of the couch when he heard a whispered voice behind him, "Which one do you want to eat?" The Black Forest seems to be a little lower in calories, but the taste of tiramisu is even better. Alas...... For weight loss, for the sake of the male god, the Black Forest! Fight! The tone was aggrieved like a puppy that had been deprived of dog food by its owner.

So he couldn't help but glance back curiously. I saw a young girl in a small yellow bandeau dress, nestled in the corner and gulping cake into her mouth.

That's right, it's the plug!

Forks and saucers, both thrown on the coffee table. She held the tin foil in her hand and nibbled directly on it with her mouth. From time to time, the cream was stained on her rosy lips, and her little tongue stretched out and quickly licked it away, but there was always a little left at the corner of her mouth.

That kind of scene made Jing Yan feel a little fragrant. He suddenly felt the urge to go over and wipe the little cream off her lips. But it was just a momentary impulse, and it didn't make him really become a disciple. But he didn't want to look away.

The girl didn't seem to notice his presence, and was still focused on eating. So he shook his glass, admiring it with great interest, and remembered the last two words she muttered.

He didn't quite understand what she said about "for the male god", but he felt in his heart that she didn't need to lose weight. Because she's not fat, she's not fat at all, and she's even a little petite. Especially the back of the dress is embellished with a butterfly waist style, which makes her waist more slender, and she can't hold it anymore.

Jing Yan looked from her simple and fluffy bun to her slender and fair ankles, and the high heels hidden in rhinestones. And very outrageously imagined how small and delicate her feet should be. He found that she was not wearing makeup, probably not even foundation and lip gloss. The fair face was clean, but it was more bright and moving than the well-dressed women present. He thought, that was probably the charm of youth.

He stared at her for three or four minutes. It wasn't until Shen Ruochu got rid of the black forest and looked at Tiremisu who began to hesitate that he finally felt that the girl in front of him seemed a little familiar.

But before he could think about it, someone came looking for him.

When the other party was far away, he warmly toasted him. That laughter not only interrupted his beautiful scenery, but also disturbed her.

Jing Yan was thrilled when she saw her, and while knocking over the plate on the coffee table to the ground, she also looked up at him.

The two looked at each other, her expression changed from sluggishness to surprise in a second, and finally to despair. Jing Yan also suddenly ...... at that moment It's her! The hungry wolf who treated him like a roast duck!

Her delicate cuteness today is really different from the embarrassment and hunger of that day, no wonder he has never associated the two of them together. And Jing Yan didn't continue to think about it, so he immediately shifted his gaze, toasted with the visitor, and returned to the center of the venue with him.

When he left, he even felt a trace of guilt in his heart. At that time, he thought that the sadness and sadness on her face was embarrassed and shy. Because she found that her embarrassment when eating was spied on, and she also knocked over things and lost her temper in public. Later, while socializing, he unconsciously looked elsewhere, only to find that Lawyer Shen was still there, and her figure could no longer be found. It feels normal to think about it. No matter what, she's a girl, thin-skinned. I guess I felt embarrassed and left early.

Of course, everything was just what he thought......

"I didn't leave early that day because I was embarrassed, but my aunt came halfway! I'm wearing a thong again, and I can't pad my little wings! After Shen Ruochu heard him speak, he couldn't help but sigh, his tone was full of regret, "Alas...... It's a pity that I still haven't eaten that piece of tiramisu! ”

"It's a pity that you only have that tiramisu?" Jing Yan squinted at her and asked knowingly. At that time, he didn't know what she wanted, but now he ...... If he didn't know that she had come for him, he would be the biggest fool in the world!

"You look serious, but I didn't expect it to be ...... at that time Gee! Shen Ruochu was not to be outdone, and immediately sarcastically returned. Then he paused, "But the second time I saw you wasn't that party." ”

"Oh?" Jing Yan raised her eyebrows with interest, "Not that time." ”

"It's not." Shen Ruochu shook his head, "Once you held a press conference, I gave a senior brother from the Department of Journalism a hand and followed him in. But only in the corner, far away and remote. I've got a cap, so you won't see me! ”

Hearing this, Jing Yan thought about it. I don't have any memory of that time.