Ning Yuan didn't notice his absent-mindedness, and saw that the people around him didn't speak, only focusing on the barbecue.
She raised her hand and pulled his sleeve: "What do you think of my idea?"
Rong Zhaonan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his fair and cold face: "It's nothing. Although it has become looser in the past two years, you still have to be cautious."
If someone sent her to lurk around him, why did she look like she was desperately short of money?
Didn't she get enough activity funds when she went online?
Ning Yuan smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I will be careful not to drag you down. By the way, are there any more melons? I want to eat melons!"
In the future, she hopes that this big man will hunt more prey in the mountains to sell.
She will make an excellent second-hand dealer!
Rong Zhaonan glanced at her: "Okay, I'll get it."
Why do I feel like she smiles too solicitously, like a profiteer?
…
The two of them worked for half the night before smoking the meat properly for two rounds. Ning Yuan was tired and sleepy, so she dozed off while turning over the meat.
Rong Zhaonan was sitting by the fire and suddenly felt his shoulders heavy. He turned around and saw that Ning Yuan was leaning forward and fell asleep with her head on his shoulder.
The long braids, the round face leaned softly against his shoulders, and the lips were soft and moist, like a non-threatening rabbit.
His eyes were dark, and he didn't know why he didn't say anything, just letting her fall asleep against him.
He even closed his eyes unconsciously.
When Ning Yuan woke up, the sky was already slightly bright.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself pressed into a solid embrace. When she raised her eyes, she saw the face of a sleeping man very close to her.
Ning Yuan almost slapped her in the face in a daze, but luckily she came to her senses and held it back.
Only then did she notice that she was actually sleeping in Rong Zhaonan's arms, with her head resting on his arm.
His breath fell on her forehead, so close that she could see his eyelashes as long and straight as thick fans, his straight nose and thin lips.
Her breath was suffocated, this face...
It is true that I was born in an inappropriate era.
Deep down in her heart, she couldn't help but sigh again. If he had been born a few decades later, in the entertainment industry, he would definitely make young girls spend crazy money just to make Brother Bo smile.
But he was born in the late 1970s and early 1980s when Ken Takakura's tough guy style was popular... He was really a pretty boy that most girls looked down upon.
"What are you looking at?" someone asked abruptly.
"Look at the pretty face." She replied absently.
"Haha..." The man sneered.
"(⊙o⊙)..." Ning Yuan was startled, her round eyes meeting a pair of cold and deep auspicious eyes.
She said dryly: "Ah ha ha ha... Dr. Rong... Dr. Rong, you are awake. I am also awake. I am going to work at dawn... I am about to go to work."
She couldn't say his name when she was nervous.
Rong Zhaonan looked at the girl in his arms expressionlessly: "Dislike it?"
Ning Yuan was confused: "Huh?"
What do you dislike, dislike working?
Rong Zhaonan turned over and sat up: "When you used me as a pillow and quilt last night, you didn't dislike the pretty boy."
Ning Yuan's face turned red instantly, and she quickly sat up: "No... I don't... I don't dislike it! That's not what I meant!"
What's going on? What this boss said is so strange that it makes people think and misunderstand! As if something happened to them.
"Then what do you mean?" Rong Zhaonan chuckled, narrowing his eyes dangerously.
He has been laughed at since he was a child because of his boyish-female face.
Some people even say that he is like those vicious scoundrels in old Shanghai who specialized in defrauding women out of money.
When he was in the army, some people still laughed at him for being a pussy. Of course, in the end, those who looked down on him told him to get better.
Ning Yuan was nervously stared at by his piercing gaze: "Who said pretty boys are not good-looking? I won't look at you in a daze!"
She vaguely knew that Rong Zhaonan was taboo about others staring at his face, and she didn't want to offend the boss!
Rong Zhaonan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Ning Yuan nodded: "Of course, I have never seen a man who is better looking than you!"
Rong Zhaonan's face turned cold. Being told that a grown man is good-looking is tantamount to scolding a pretty boy in front of his face nowadays.
He said mockingly: "Don't tell me, you like this kind of face?"
Ning Yuan continued to nod like garlic: "Of course I like it, your face is so beautiful!"
This is the truth, everyone has a love for beauty, and his face is just beautiful! I can’t even get a tan, which makes me jealous!
Ning Yuan's frankness made Rong Zhaonan stunned for a moment and fell silent for a while.
The girl in front of him spoke so sincerely, he could tell that she wasn't lying.
She really likes his face...
This knowledge caused a strange emotion to flash through his cold and dark eyes.
After Ning Yuan finished speaking, she felt that her words were a bit ambiguous, and coughed slightly: "I mean it may not be popular nowadays... Well, I just don't like your face, but it is a fact that your face is beautiful."
Why did you bring the subject to the point of whether you like him or not? Don't let him misunderstand you.
The atmosphere was a bit strange. The early morning air seemed a bit hot, and I didn't know if the stove was too hot.
Rong Zhaonan opened his eyes and stood up quickly: "Okay, let's get up. Now that we're down the mountain, we can take a shower before going to work."
Ning Yuan looked at Rong Zhaonan's handsome and tall back, and felt that his temper came and went quickly, and he was a bit boyish and awkward.
She couldn't think of the powerful, cold and deep man on TV in her previous life.
But it’s not surprising, the current boss has not grown up to be what he will be in the future.
Ning Yuan had a strange feeling, as if she was witnessing the growth of the boss and participating in another life. .
It even feels a bit... like developing a mobile game character.
…
Day by day, with the addition of salt and spices, the wild boar has been smoked to its optimal color.
It’s not too spicy, and it’s rich in oil, exuding the smell of wood and spices, and it’s fragrant!
One pound of raw meat can produce about 70 pounds of bacon, and they have about 170 pounds of bacon on hand.
Ning Yuan decided to go to the county town to sell meat on Sunday!
She didn't carry too much, so she took a basket and carried thirty kilograms on her back. Early in the morning, she got on the cart that had been arranged to pick up people in advance, and went into the city with a group of wives and aunts in the village.
As soon as Ning Yuan entered the city, someone approached Rong Zhaonan on the back.
He was called into the office of the village production team.
As soon as Rong Zhaonan entered the door, he saw several red armbands sitting in the office.
The leader was Li Yan, the deputy secretary of the commune whom he had met last time, and he had some unclear relationship with Ning Yuan.
In order to protect Ning Yuan, he even suppressed the incident where he kicked and injured Aunt Bai last time.
"We are here to check your recent ideological transformation results." Li Yan stood up expressionlessly.
The people he brought also stood up and surrounded Rong Zhaonan.
Rong Zhaonan paused, lowered his head and pressed the frame of his glasses: "Okay."
He chuckled secretly, was he deliberately bringing people to find trouble with him?
That little spy Ning Yuan was indeed lying.
This young officer obviously had a close relationship with her, which was why he was so hostile to him.
