She had the nerve to say that she would not embarrass him and her demands were not high. She asked him to find a few Chen Chen-level bodyguards.
This long-haired rabbit has short legs but a very loud voice!
Rong Zhaonan snorted coldly.
"Hey, hey, you're just talking. Why are you moving your hands and feet? My face is going to get pinched!" Ning Yuan's face was grabbed and she almost died of anger. He almost choked her tears.
She had an apple-shaped face since she was a child, which was pink and round. Everyone who saw her loved to pinch her face. Later, when she got older, she started to have cheeks.
She firmly believed that she had been pinched too much. She would be incompatible with anyone who pinched her face in this life! !
Rong Zhaonan felt inexplicably relieved when he saw her angrily tugging on his wrist.
This short-legged rabbit opened his mouth and shut up. He was gone and he had returned to the capital. He looked like he wished he could leave quickly. Who were he planning to make room for?
Oh, is he so easy to use?
Ning Yuan struggled hard on her hands and knees, trying to grab Rong Zhaonan's handsome face and force him to let go of her——
"I think he is a fool. Who knew he was so capable? What if you disappear and I don't know anyone else who is good?"
The man surnamed Rong did not wear glasses and resumed work. It was as if the seal had been lifted. He was no longer gloomy and dull, and started to show off his arrogance!
Ah, how annoying! It’s still better than the stuffy winter melon shape before!
Rong Zhaonan was almost caught in the eye by her, and when he heard her emphasize that the others were gone, his teeth started to itch with anger.
He simply let go of his claws on her face, grabbed her wrists unceremoniously, pressed down with his long legs, and pushed her down on the table like a turtle with its stomach turned.
Rong Zhaonan lowered his head and stared dangerously at the turtle-shaped girl beneath him: "You can't expect me to do well. Even if I'm not with you, I'm still on your household registration page. If I'm gone, you'll be a widow! !”
Ning Yuan's face no longer hurts so much, but she is restrained by him and unable to move. She smiles but doesn't smile: "That's not what I meant! Will you help me find someone? If you don't want to help, don't agree so easily!"
I'm so angry, my force value is too low, even if I try to fight back, I fail!
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes: "You are really a profiteer who was born to do business, and you never suffer losses!"
Ning Yuan tried to kick him in the calf secretly: "Didn't you say that I can make conditions? Without me as a profiteer, who would support you? You are always being bullied every day, who will protect you!"
It is said that when there is no shortage of water, the well digger should not be forgotten. It is good for him. When there is no shortage of water, he starts to bully the well digger.
Rong Zhaonan's face suddenly looked a bit off, and he frowned and said coldly: "You're awkward! You're not a maggot, how can you be so twisted!"
Ning Yuan rolled her eyes and continued to crawl under him: "Let me go. I'm a maggot. What are you? The male fly on my household registration page?!"
Wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. She will not tolerate him!
Rong Zhaonan endured it again and again, but couldn't hold it back!
He grabbed her thin waist to prevent her from moving, and growled in a low voice with red eyes: "I told you to stop being awkward!"
Ning Yuan froze because she finally, probably, probably knew why he didn't let her twist.
At some point, the knife on someone's body suddenly came out of its sheath and was touching her waist.
She was someone who had been there before, so she couldn't understand what was hitting her hard, and her face suddenly became stiff.
The next second, Rong Zhaonan suddenly stood up and turned to the window. His voice was cold and hoarse: "Okay, I will do what I promised you and I will find someone for you in a few days!"
Ning Yuan quickly sat up from the table and pretended to smooth her hair: "Yeah, no rush, no rush."
It's really overwhelming - embarrassing, tsk, the young man is too angry!
She jumped off the table and quickly stood up and went out the door: "What about that? I'm going to get the bowl and prepare to eat."
"..." Rong Zhaonan stood in front of the window without looking back or speaking.
The rays of the setting sun gave his cold back a seductive and warm aura.
Ning Yuan didn't dare to look too much, pretending that nothing happened, and ran to the backyard as fast as lightning.
Rong Zhaonan put his hands on the window, looked at Huo Shaoyun, and squinted his eyes. He wanted to smoke again.
Smoking is addictive, and anything that is addictive is not a good thing.
Just like that suspicious-looking short-legged long-haired rabbit...
Ning Yuan waited for at least half an hour, guessing that he had calmed down and put the sword in its sheath, and then slowly put the dishes on the stage.
Rong Zhaonan had already cooked the food before, and he could eat it after heating it slightly with an earthen stove.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not mention what happened before, but just ate quietly.
After eating, Ning Yuan took the initiative to clear the dishes - whoever cooked the rice, the other person would wash the dishes, it was an agreement.
Rong Zhaonan went to boil water early. He is actually a bit of a germaphobe.
But no matter whether he was in the army or sent down to a lower level, there was no time when he could become "germophobic", so he just tolerated it.
Now that the conditions are better, he naturally can't bear it. He has to bathe every day in the cold weather, and Ning Yuan doesn't wash as often as he does.
But Rong Zhaonan usually went to the back mountain to exercise after dinner, and would help Ning Yuan boil water first.
After Ning Yuan finished washing, she boiled water for him and read a book at the same time. This way, they could save each other's time, and it was also considered a tacit understanding of the two living as roommates for half a year.
It was too cold and she didn't sweat, so she only washed once every two days. She washed her face, feet and lower body every day, and put on new underwear.
Ning Yuan had just finished soaking her feet, boiled the water, and was about to pack her change of clothes when she heard Granny Xia's voice coming from outside the door: "Smelly girl, are you here?"
Ning Yuan put down the washbasin and hurriedly went out: "Grandma, why are you here at this hour?"
Grandma Xia glanced at her room and touched Xiaobai, who was whining at her: "At this point, didn't the brat go up the mountain to exercise?"
"Do you want to come in and sit down?" Ning Yuan understood that Granny Xia came to talk to her while Rong Zhaonan was away.
But Granny Xia waved her hand: "I won't go in. I just want to say a few words to you."
She paused: "Nan Xiaozi's family background is extraordinary. His father can be on the first page of the newspaper, but he has an idea and his father can't control him. Don't be afraid."
As she spoke, a look of disdain appeared on her withered face: "Those girls in Kyoto, the last three generations of their family are not mostly mud-legged. They rest on the merits of their fathers. They really think of themselves as eldest ladies and don't follow the mass line. Bah." !!”
Ning Yuan deeply believed that Qin Hongxing and his gang were nothing in front of the real famous lady Xia Granny.
The old lady was afraid that she would be wronged, so she came to comfort her.
After all, it was very unusual for a cold beauty from the capital to come to see her ex-fiancé in a car. Everyone in the village must have known about this matter.
She felt warm in her heart and smiled: "Don't worry, grandma, I'm not being bullied. She doesn't have time to talk to me. Zhaonan just fought back."
Grandma Xia snorted coldly: "Let me tell you, Mr. Nan can't fall in love with such superficial things. Don't be afraid. You and he are a certified couple. In the future, you can go to college and give birth to a big fat boy for him." How can his father deny his grandson?!"
What kind of shit dares to dislike her stinky girl! She can only despise the stinky girl!
Ning Yuan couldn't say that she and Rong Zhaonan had a fake marriage, so she just smiled dryly and said, "Let's talk about it later."
She and Granny Xia talked for a while, and then heard a sudden sound in the bathroom. She guessed that Rong Zhaonan was back, but didn't take it seriously.
After Xiaobai was sent to follow Granny Xia back to the house, Ning Yuan turned around and returned to the room.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Rong Zhaonan standing by the table, wearing an old pair of military green trousers and a new white shirt she bought for him with his upper body open.
He had just washed his hair and was wiping it with a towel in one hand. The water droplets slid down his fair and slender neck, down to his bulging solid chest and well-defined narrow waist.
Ning Yuan quickly looked away, tsk, she really couldn't stand this.
"Are you going to sleep in separate beds tonight?" Rong Zhaonan glanced at the bed lightly while wiping his hair.
