Ruan Qinghua's first idea at that time was that it would be impossible for Jiang Huaiqian to bring up old things again.

I forgot the old thing myself, how could she let him settle the score?

The two were intimate in the room and lay on Ruan Qinghua's small bed.

Jiang Huaiqian was knotted by her teeth several times and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's wrong with you?" he said, "It's so anxious."

Ruan Qinghua: "..."

She raised her eyes and looked at him coquettishly: "I won't kiss you anymore."

Jiang Huaiqian laughed and took the person back into his arms, saying seriously: "I can't kiss you anymore."

If he kisses him again, he may be kicked out of the Ruan family.

Ruan Qinghua has been with him for a long time, and sometimes he can understand the words he has inexplicably come up with.

She paused for a moment, her cheeks turned red, and she curled up in his arms: "How are you?"

Jiang Huaiqian pressed her into her arms and rubbed her hair: "Well... it's not very good."

Ruan Qinghua patted his shoulder and said laughing and crying: "Tell you seriously."

Jiang Huaiqian smiled and kissed her on the lips: "Fortunately, nothing happened, I just got a little dizzy."

Ruan Qinghua's father's alcohol tolerance was better than J Huaiqian imagined, and the two drank a lot of white drinks.

Although Jiang Huaiqian has a good alcohol tolerance, he drinks less white and rarely drinks it in general alcoholics, so he can't stand it.

Seeing him like this, Ruan Qinghua raised her hand and touched his forehead: "Would you like to sleep for a while?"

Jiang Huaiqian said "yes" and looked down at her, "Are you here with me?"

Ruan Qinghua nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Huaiqian smiled, touched her lips, and said vaguely: "Then I'll sleep."

“…”

Ruan Qinghua was speechless and lay in his arms and closed his eyes: "Is my dad quite easy to get along with?"

"Yeah." Jiang Huaiqian agreed with this.

He raised his hand, rubbed her hair lightly, and suddenly thought, "It's still a long time."

Ruan Qinghua didn't react and asked casually: "What's it been long?"

"marry."

Jiang Huaiqian couldn't wait to make her become Mrs. Jiang.

Ruan Qinghua laughed and buried it on his neck and responded: "Time flies very quickly."

Although Jiang Huaiqian agreed, he still felt very slow.

In the afternoon, the sun shines outside the window.

The two of them lie together embrace each other, and the picture is warm and beautiful.

It was clearly what Jiang Huaiqian wanted to sleep, but in the end, Ruan Qinghua fell asleep first.

Jiang Huaiqian glanced at the person in his arms, held the corners of his lips upwards, and hugged her and fell asleep.

...

-

When Ruan Qinghua woke up, there was no one in the room.

She was stunned for a moment and suddenly heard the conversation coming from outside.

It was from JAC and Ruan’s father.

Ruan Qinghua rubbed her sour eyes and took one side of her cell phone to send him a message: [What are you doing?]

Jiang Huaiqian did not return immediately.

Ruan Qinghua continued to post: [What are you doing with my dad?]

...

After sending it, Ruan Qinghua stared at her phone for a while, but Jiang Huaiqian didn't reply.

She wasn't angry either, and turned to other people's news.

Meng Yao also knew that Jiang Huaiqian had accompanied her home, so she was curious.

Meng Yao: [How is it like meeting parents?]

Meng Yao: [Uncle didn't make things difficult for Mr. Jiang.]

Ruan Qinghua laughed: [No.]

Meng Yao: [?Is it still going well?]

Ruan Qinghua: [It went very smoothly. Now two people are chatting in the living room, and I sleep in the room.]

Meng Yao:【.】

She was chatting with Meng Yao, but someone pushed the door open.

Ruan Qinghua raised her eyes and looked at the person who appeared.

"Why don't you reply to my message?"

She accused her of grievance.

Jiang Huaiqian laughed and looked at her, "I just woke up?"

Ruan Qinghua nodded.

Jiang Huaiqian raised his hand and said to her hair, "I just talked to your dad about his store, but I didn't look at my phone."

Upon hearing this, Ruan Qinghua glanced at him, "What's going on in the store?"

"Well..." Jiang Huaiqian thought, and said concisely: "Just about shoes."

Ruan’s father still has his own pursuit of making shoes.

It just so happened that Jiang Huaiqian understood, so the two of them could naturally get together to communicate.

Ruan Qinghua paused slightly and probably understood.

She laughed and said in a low voice: "Okay, he only has this interest in this life."

Jiang Huaiqian looked at her, "What about you?"

Ruan Qinghua raised her eyebrows and said with a bright eyelid: "Then I am different, I have a lot of interests."

Moreover, she and Ruan’s father have a different personality. In fact, to some extent, Ruan Qinghua has a bit like Feng Qiaolan.

But, not exactly like it.

Jiang Huaiqian pinched her cheek and asked in a low voice: "Are you up?"

"Okay." Ruan Qinghua looked out and said excitedly: "I'll take you out for a walk?"

JAC: "Okay."

-

After talking to Ruan’s father, Ruan Qinghua took Jiang Huaiqian out.

Nan'an is not big, there is no subway, only buses shuttle back and forth.

Ruan Qinghua pulled Jiang Huaiqian on the bus, looking at him with his eyebrows and eyes, "Have you ever taken the bus?"

The two of them sat down in the back of the empty bus, and there were fewer people taking the bus at this point.

Jiang Huaiqian glanced at her: "Sit."

Ruan Qinghua was surprised: "Really?"

"Yeah." Jiang Huaiqian was speechless, "I shouldn't be that unearthable, right?"

Ruan Qinghua blinked, "Didn't there be special drivers to pick you up and drop off when you went out before?"

People like JAC, no matter where they go, just one phone call will definitely arrange for drivers to pick them up and drop them off.

The buses are crowded, not like he can take them.

JAC said "Yeah": "That's what you said."

He held Ruan Qinghua's hand and linked her fingers: "But he sat in high school."

Ruan Qinghua raised her eyebrows and was obviously interested: "With a classmate?"

"Um."

"Female classmate?"

Jiang Huaiqian raised his hand and flicked her forehead: "What are you thinking about? You're not a female classmate."
To be continued...