Because depression makes it easy to suffer from insomnia, Ning Yuan developed the habit of sleeping with a pillow under her feet.
Before she woke up, she habitually rubbed her warm "pillow" and buried her face in it.
"Pillow" snorted, pressed her thighs, and gritted his teeth: "You can sleep as long as you want, be honest!"
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, and the pillow came to life... No! Where did she get the pillow? This is the county guest house!
She opened her eyes subconsciously, and in front of her was a white but muscular chest.
Her face was buried in that strong chest, and her hands were resting on a narrow and strong waist.
Ning Yuan was stunned for a while, and suddenly her mind was completely clear.
She raised her head suddenly, and this time Rong Zhaonan was on guard. He quickly turned his face to avoid her sudden headbutt and protected his chin!
She stared blankly at the handsome, deep and cold face that was close at hand, and he was also looking at her coldly.
"You...you...why are you under my quilt!" She couldn't help but raise her voice, pushed him away, hugged her chest and stepped back.
Then, she subconsciously looked at her clothes under the quilt.
Fortunately, my autumn clothes and long trousers are all complete! !
Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but how could he take the initiative to get into her bed!
What's going on here, what's going on, who's going to suffer! He was accidentally kissed by her last time, and she even made a fuss about sharing the bed!
Rong Zhaonan's eyes suddenly turned cold when he saw her so embarrassed, annoyed and defensive.
He snorted coldly: "There is only one quilt on the bed, why does it belong to you? If you want to make a bed by yourself, you should go get me a new one."
What is she doing like this? Will he take advantage of others in vain?
Ning Yuan choked and couldn't help but said: "You had time to catch up with your fiancée last night, but why didn't you have time to get a quilt yourself?"
After she finished speaking, the air was quiet for a moment, and she simply got up and put on her outer pants. Fortunately, she slept in her autumn clothes and long trousers.
"Comrade Ning Yuan, are you jealous?" Rong Zhaonan sat up and asked thoughtfully while adjusting the shirt she had torn open.
Ning Yuan paused while lifting her pants, quickly tied her belt, and rolled her eyes at him: "It's inexplicable, why should I be jealous? I saw you eating too many dumplings, so I wanted to be jealous!"
After saying that, she hurriedly turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up.
Rong Zhaonan looked at her panicked back, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.
But the next moment, his eyes turned cold again.
Because, Rong Zhaonan suddenly realized a problem - he had already thought about how to deal with the situation between them if he was sure that her background was okay, but Ning Yuan seemed to have different ideas from him.
Does she really plan to get the documents to return to the city, go to college, and divorce him in two years?
Rong Zhaonan put on his clothes and looked out the window expressionlessly.
Compared to the annoying coquettish girls in the capital.
He was indeed more accepting of Ning Yuan, the short-legged curly rabbit.
The results of current observations indicate that her character and brain are pretty good. The main reason is that they are very comfortable getting along with each other most of the time.
If her background is clean, he is willing to live with her forever, and he will spare no effort to protect the people who belong to him.
However, she seems to have no such consciousness at all.
She had obviously slept in the same bed with him, and she had kissed and hugged him.
Even if nothing really happens, there is no difference between these years and the last step.
But she didn't seem to realize that this kind of thing meant that for an unmarried girl, her innocence was lost.
How can there be such people in China nowadays who are completely inconsistent with the mainstream thinking? What kind of girl is a girl raised in a family who is so rebellious?
It was obvious that she opened and closed her mouth because of how good-looking his face and body were, and the relationship between the two was unclear, but she had no intention of taking responsibility.
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes. He would help her correct this incorrect capitalist thinking.
This is not a good girl's habit.
She can think whatever she wants, but he doesn't have such a habit of being casual.
Otherwise, he would not have allowed her to sleep on him and move her hands and feet without throwing her out last night.
Rong Zhaonan looked at his cold and gentle face reflected in the glass.
If she has a problem, get rid of her. If it is confirmed that she has no problem, she can only belong to him. This is a matter of principle and there is no room for her to act recklessly.
When I have children in the future, I can't let her be taught to be so frivolous and Westernized, and not decent.
The man lowered his dark eyes and slowly and neatly buttoned his collar, smoothing out the wrinkles bit by bit.
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Ning Yuan was washing up in the bathroom. Little brother Rong had decided that if she was a "spy" or a "bad element", he would do it to her; if she wasn't, he would sleep with her as his real partner! !
Even how to educate the children and how many to have are carefully planned.
The two of them are completely different from the same brain circuit and dimension.
After all, after a few decades, let alone sleeping together as roommates or accidentally kissing each other, even if they live together, they will be separated as soon as they can.
Ning Yuan has lived two lifetimes and has been assimilated by the thinking of decades later, unable to integrate into the overly conservative ideas of the late 1970s and early 1980s.
With the emergence of women's self-awareness in the 21st century, the divorce rate is approaching 50%, and fewer and fewer people are willing to settle down in marriage, let alone get married.
What's more, in her heart, Rong Zhaonan should have his "first wife".
Ning Yuan, who knew nothing about Rong Zhaonan's plan, only noticed one thing after rinsing her mouth - her bandana suddenly disappeared?
"Have you seen my handkerchief?" Ning Yuan poked her head out of the bathroom.
She believed that Rong Zhaonan would not use her handkerchief to wash his feet.
When conditions were better, that man was even more mysophobic than she was. He usually used three towels - one for face washing, one for bathing, and one for washing feet.
In the living room, Rong Zhaonan said lightly: "I accidentally washed it and threw it away. I'll make it up to you when I go back."
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, speechless: "Why are you so strong? Last time you rubbed my pants, and this time you damaged my handkerchief. I bought a new handkerchief, and it cost two yuan a piece. very expensive."
Rong Zhaonan frowned slightly: "Is a handkerchief to wipe sweat so expensive?"
Two dollars can buy a pair of good and sturdy military rubber shoes.
Ning Yuan looked at his indifferent expression and sighed: "Forget it, you don't understand."
The fine flower handkerchief was specially ordered from Suzhou and Hangzhou by Sister Zhang for her in a department store. It was made of silk and fine cotton blend. It didn't scratch when she washed her face or wiped sweat. It was very soft and comfortable.
In her previous life, she was tired from joining the queue to do farm work and was always bullied by Tang Zhenzhen. She had endocrine disorders, always suffered from acne, large pores, and dark and rough skin.
Not only did Tang Zhenzhen's gang mock her, but her husband in her previous life also disliked her for being rough and unsightly.
In this life, she has paid great attention to protecting and maintaining her face.
It's okay to call her hypocritical. Now that she has made some money, the clothes she wears are still the same shabby clothes from before, but she will definitely buy the best skin cream, good face towels and handkerchiefs in the department store.
As a result, Rong Zhaonan ruined the veil she finally ordered.
Ning Yuan could only turn around and go back to get cold water to wash her face.
There is no other way. Next time, Sister Zhang will ask Sister Zhang to help her keep an eye on whether there are any new products in the department store. This is something that department stores in the county town seldom have in stock.
When Rong Zhaonan saw her turning back to the bathroom, he lowered his eyes and slowly stuffed the corner of the handkerchief exposed in his pants pocket.
It's certainly not easy to wash her face if it's dirty.
