The daily life of Mr. Ruan and Ms. Ling

Chapter 1115 What kind of monster are you doing (2)

Huang Ying walked slowly towards the table where Ruan Qishan practiced calligraphy, with what she thought was a gentle smile on her face, but she didn't know that because the liquid foundation on her face was too thick, this smile caused the phenomenon of powder on her face to be particularly serious , especially at the corners of the eyes and nasolabial folds, a few lines appear directly.

And because too much lipstick was applied, there were also problems with the technique, causing the lipstick on the lips to rub directly on the front teeth, so at this time, as long as Huang Ying smiled, the lipstick on the front teeth would immediately show up.

Coupled with her extremely mismatched pink dress and her sallow, mean face, Huang Ying looked very weird at the moment.

It's like the monster who ate children in the ghost stories the old man told the children when they were young.

Ruan Qishan took a deep breath, "That cousin, if you have something to say, don't be polite to me."

"I'm fine." Huang Ying said with a choked voice, "Qi Shan, do you still remember what you said to me when we were dating?"

How could Ruan Qishan remember such a long time ago?Moreover, he said so many things at that time, how could he know which sentence Huang Ying was talking about?
The point is, seeing Huangying like this now, Ruan Qishan doesn't want to recall the past with her at all, okay?
Seeing that Ruan Qishan couldn't speak, Huang Ying pursed her lips and smiled, "Have you forgotten? You said that you like to see me in pink clothes the most."

As she spoke, Huang Ying turned around slowly, "How about it? Although it's not pink, don't you think such a light pink color is also pretty?"

Ruan Qishan twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, "Biao sister-in-law, as long as you are happy."

"Just make me happy. Are you happy Qi Shan?" Huang Ying looked at Ruan Qishan with burning eyes, "Today I dressed up for you. People say that a woman is the one who pleases herself. Today I am for you."

Hearing Huang Ying's words became more and more wrong, and the more she said, the more she deviated from the normal uncle-sister relationship, Ruan Qishan's expression suddenly became serious, "Biao sister-in-law, please respect yourself!"

Seeing that Ruan Qishan became serious, Huang Ying didn't take it seriously, "Qi Shan, do you still remember that when we were dating, you liked to hold my hand and walk under the peach blossom tree? At that time you said peach blossom The color of the skirt matches me very well." As she spoke, Huang Ying tugged at the hem of her skirt, "Look, isn't the color of this skirt very similar to the color of peach blossoms? I remember every word you said, although Later I married Xu Cheng's father, but I never forgot you for a moment in my heart, I believe you have not forgotten me either, right?"

Huang Ying looked at Ruan Qishan confidently, and continued, "There are still so many good memories between us. I believe that if your mother hadn't stopped us from being together, we would be a very happy couple now. I'm not like Wang Yazhi I don’t understand anything like that, I’m smart, I’m stable, I’m knowledgeable and wise, I’ll be your good wife, and I’ll help you out of your problems, but it’s a pity that good fortune tricks people... But Qi Shan, it’s not too late now, in the dark God still takes care of us, he knows we are in love, so he brought me here..."

"Sister-in-law!" Ruan Qishan couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted, he looked at Huang Ying seriously, "Now that you and I have families and children, don't talk about those things in the past, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings! I don't care what other people do, the only thing I don't want is my wife, Wang Yazhi, to be misunderstood and hurt, so you'd better watch your words and deeds!"

　[Don't be impatient, everyone, the author is still writing. I ate a hot pot in the afternoon, and my stomach kept making troubles. Like my dog, I have a glass stomach~]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)