Happy Together

Rong Haochuan frowned slightly, and looked at Ruan Qing who was standing still, "Have you brought a fairy tale book?"

"Bring..." As he said, Ruan Qing went and flipped through the backpack that gave the child toys, and found out two story books. The blue one is for Rong Jinghao and the pink one is for Rong Jing. Yao brought it.

Of these two children, one likes to listen to stories about adventures, and the other likes to hear stories about princesses.

Rong Haochuan took the blue story book and opened one of the pages to tell it, but when he looked up, Ruan Qing was still standing there, "Why don't you go take a bath?"

Ruan Qing was stunned, then smirked, "Because, I want to hear your story too."

Rong Jinghao looked at his mother and wanted to hear it too, so he sat up from the bed, "Mommy, then you go take a shower, and listen to my father's story with me after washing!"

"Oh, good!" Ruan Qing laughed, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Ruan Qing was really curious, and wanted to see what Rong Haochuan looked like in the fairy tale. Because she had never seen it before, she hurryed out after washing.

When I came out, I saw that Rong Jinghao had fallen asleep long ago. Rong Haochuan was looking at the computer next to her and looked up at her, "Why, it's done so soon? You don't really want to hear me tell a story."

Ruan Qing walked over with a disappointed look, and lay down on the other side of the bed, next to Rong Jinghao.

"Or, I'll tell you one more?" Rong Haochuan looked at her disappointed appearance, curled his lips and chuckled, jokingly.

Ruan Qing nodded when he heard the words, and moved towards him, listening with a respectful voice, "You can tell anything you want, or you can tell the story of the pirate ship that my son likes the most..."

Rong Haochuan was startled, and his eyes swept lightly towards the woman who was sitting upright, "Really want to hear it? Then I tell an adult story. Would you like to listen?"

Ruan Qing sat cross-legged, her eyes narrowed and smiled, "Okay, then I want to listen more, you can talk."

Anyway, Hao Hao is already asleep, so it doesn't hurt to hear something inappropriate for children.

"Speaking is worse than doing it, and I prefer to put it into action." Rong Haochuan suddenly curled his lips and smiled, and his deep ink eyes looked at her with interest.

"Don't, I still like to listen!" Ruan Qing said hurriedly, and couldn't help but move a little bit. This man, once that kind of thing is done, it is endless. She still wants to save her energy and watch the opening tomorrow. The ceremony.

Rong Haochuan suddenly got up and passed Rong Jinghao who was lying in the middle, smiling unpredictably, "It's better to say it a thousand times than to do it with your hands. Since you think about it, your husband still has to satisfy you."

Ruan Qing looked at him coming over and stepped back, "Farewell, my son is here, it's not very convenient, or..."

"Why is it inconvenient? This is not the only room here. Let's go and do it outside." Rong Haochuan didn't wait for her to finish. He pulled her foot back and pulled her who was hiding on the bedside to his side. Hugging his waist, strode towards the outside suite.

"Rong Haochuan...you, don't you feel tired of doing it every day?" Ruan Qing was picked up by the sky and said helplessly.

Rong Haochuan kicked open the slightly closed door and walked towards the living room, "How can I get bored if I do it with you? Even if I do it for a hundred years, it won't."

The bedroom door was closed, and the living room was brightly lit, and the spring was out of control.

The opening ceremony of Yuanjueshan-Jing'an.

Even though Ruan Qing has seen many such rituals on TV, he has not seen the shocking scene before her eyes.

Fireworks rise.

The momentum is magnificent.

Immediately afterwards, countless colorful balloons were released. After seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that the scene was vast and shocking in many ways.

This time, the ceremony was attended by Baichuan enterprises and other partners, as well as local government officials.

The invited reporters from the audience and Yuan Jueshan's internal staff together are as small as a thousand. It is conceivable that if there is an outside guest, it will be very lively.

Compared with the glory on the stage, Ruan Qing is much more relaxed.

The children are all with grandparents. She is rarely free to take pictures while enjoying the scenery while holding her mobile phone.

Suddenly, she originally wanted to take a picture of the slim etiquette ladies, but she saw a familiar face in them, and the hot figure appeared particularly outstanding among them.

Ruan Qing also noticed that the most outstanding and beautiful courtesy lady always looked in one direction on the stage.

Looking along the line of sight, she saw that the most central standing was the much-anticipated Rong Haochuan and Zhuo Han, who was present as the chief architect next to him.

That's right, this lady of etiquette is the original mountain girl, Xiaojiao.

Unexpectedly, after a four-year absence, the ones who came out were even more enchanting, losing the original immaturity, and that every move seemed sultry.

Just standing there, the men in the audience couldn't stop looking at her.

Zhuo Han noticed Ruan Qing's gaze came over, and blinked at her lightly. He was the same style, and the four years of his life did not leave a trace on him. On the contrary, he became more attracted to women.

It seems true that men are old and slow.

Together, Zhuo Han and Rong Haochuan are simply a combination of the pinnacle of beauty. The cameramen under the stage, especially the two of them, stay the most.

Just as Rong Haochuan on the stage gave a speech, and everyone in the audience was listening attentively, a mischievous style of painting strayed into it.

Rong Jingyao and Rong Jinghao, who were originally with their grandparents, didn't know what was going on, they ran up to the ceremony and jumped on the red carpet, thinking they were on the stage!

"Jing Hao..." Ruan Qing saw the children running up and hurriedly took notes from the reporters, beckoning to the two little guys on the stage, "Jing Hao, Jing Yao, be good, come down!"

After taking the stage, Rong Jingyao ran towards Rong Haochuan, holding his leg, and yelled clearly, "Dad!"

Rong Haochuan finished his speech, looking at his daughter holding him, his originally serious handsome face appeared with a gentle smile.

He bent down and hugged Rong Jingyao, who was on the ground, and his son Rong Jinghao who had also walked over.

"Ms. Rong? Is this your pair of fetal dragon and phoenix daughters?" The reporters in the audience took a look and quickly stepped forward, raising the microphone to ask.

"Well, my daughter and son, Jing Yao and Jing Hao. In the word "Jing'an", there is the word "Qing" for my wife and the word "jing" for my children. I hope that my family will be the same as this Jing'an project. Ann."

As Rong Haochuan said, he looked at Ruan Qing on the side of the stage, and his deep eyes were tender and radiant, like fireworks that just bloomed.

The reporters in the audience also noticed Ruan Qing, and one of them stepped forward and invited.

"It turns out that this is Mrs. Rong. Can you invite Mrs. Rong to come to the stage and take photos of them as a memorial?"