Mr.Yi, you are my destiny

Well, if you don't live together, don't live together.

Wen Zehao would like to drill at Ruan bingyue's house from time to time.

For Wen Zehao, Ruan bingyue has many attractions.

For example, she can cook delicious dishes. For example, her soft body, eating and sleeping can attract him and greatly satisfy him. Therefore, Wen Zehao must drill into her house from time to time.

Wen Zehao didn't speak, but took a meaningful look at Ruan bingyue. Ruan bingyue didn't understand what Wen Zehao meant.

Wen Zehao didn't speak, so Ruan bingyue stopped talking. In this way, the car was quiet.

After a long time, Wen Zehao spoke again: "do you want to eat supper?"

"It's only 7:30. What kind of supper do you eat?" Ruan bingyue thought it was unnecessary to eat supper.

"Sister... I'm hungry. I've had dinner for two hours. It's time for supper." Ruan Bingrong said pitifully.

"OK, I'll take you to have supper." Wen Zehao's stomach was also a little hungry. The food in the service area was really terrible, so Wen Zehao only took a few bites to cushion his stomach.

"Thank you, brother-in-law. He's the best for me... You know how awful the meals in the service area just now." Ruan Bingrong complained.

"Then you still eat so much." Ruan bingyue watched Ruan Bingrong eat a lot.

"Sister... I'm hungry. I'm young, I'm still growing and developing." Ruan Bingrong said discontentedly.

"Poof, I still have a long body and development." Ruan bingyue couldn't help laughing.

"Originally, you don't understand the ability my young body needs." Ruan Bingrong said triumphantly.

Well, who makes him the youngest here? Indeed, they don't understand, don't understand.

"What would you like to eat?" Wen Zehao asked faintly.

"I'll eat whatever my brother-in-law takes me to eat. I don't choose." Ruan Bingrong said with a smile.

"Go eat noodles. Eight yuan a bowl." Ruan bingyue said coldly.

"OK." Ruan Bingrong readily agreed. Ruan Bingrong knew that Wen Zehao could not take him to eat eight yuan a bowl of noodles.

"What would you like to eat?" Wen Zehao asked, looking at Ruan bingyue.

"Why don't you have a barbecue?" Ruan Bingrong looked at them and said.

"Seven thirty... You can go to dinner, or you can go to hot pot? You said you wanted hot pot last night." Wen Zehao looked at it. It's still early. You can go to dinner at this time, so let's go to hot pot.

"Yes, yes, I'm frozen to death these days. It's good to eat hot pot to warm my body." Ruan Bingrong quickly agreed.

Ruan bingyue was very moved when Wen Zehao said she wanted to eat hot pot, because she had forgotten that she wanted to eat hot pot. Unexpectedly, Wen Zehao still remembered. How can she not be moved.

"Are you going?" Wen Zehao's heart for Ruan bingyue is too obvious.

"OK, let's go." Ruan bingyue can't live up to Wen Zehao's kindness. Since he always keeps it in mind, go.

"Yes."

So they went to a high-end hot pot shop, parked the car and went in.

"Wow... This hot pot restaurant is very expensive." Ruan Bingrong was surprised, but I heard that the food is also very delicious.

"Go in." Wen Zehao said calmly.

"In fact, we'll go out to eat and consume in the future. Don't go to such expensive places." Ruan bingyue thinks that even if Wen Zehao has money, he can't consume like this. In fact, it's not necessary.

"It's all right. You man, I have money." Wen Zehao has also been used to spending in these high-end places.

"All right." Ruan bingyue stopped saying anything.

Wen Zehao is extremely accommodating to Ruan bingyue in the direction of self-esteem and gives her enough face. Then everyone has everyone's way of life.

Ruan bingyue knows that she can't let Wen Zehao continue to accommodate herself to live a poor life. It's not necessary. He has money. Yes, he has money.

With so much money in the Wen family, it's estimated that he can't eat all his life. Why save money.

"Unhappy?" Wen Zehao asked, looking at Ruan bingyue with his eyebrows.

Ruan bingyue smiled and shook her head: "how could it be. Why are you unhappy? Anyway, you have money, spend your money and don't spend my money... Wen Zehao, you don't care about me. You respect me and accommodate me. Naturally, I won't care too much about you."

"Well, that's good. You'll follow me to eat and drink spicy food in the future. Just tell me what you want." Wen Zehao was distressed when he looked at Ruan bingyue's thin appearance.

"Take me, take me," said Ruan Bingrong quickly.

"OK, sure." Wen Zehao smiled and nodded.

The three of them asked for a box and began to eat.

Eating hot pot in winter was very cool. After eating for an hour, Ruan bingyue felt that her stomach was fried before she stopped.

"It's great to eat... The rich man's life is really good, sister. Don't worry, I will work hard to make you live such a good life." Ruan Bingrong looked at Ruan bingyue seriously and promised.

"She can rely on me to live such a good life now." Wen Zehao picked his eyebrows and looked at Ruan Bingrong. His eyes seemed to say: Ruan bingyue doesn't need to rely on him to live a good life. Ruan Bingrong, just rely on him, Wen Zehao, now.

"Well, I'm very happy. There are two men, no... there are three men who want me to live a happy life." Ruan bingyue looked satisfied.

"Who? Who is another man?" Ruan Bingrong asked curiously.

"Your father." Ruan bingyue stared at Ruan bingyue angrily. "What a pig."

"Yes, pig." Wen Zehao couldn't help laughing.

"OK, I'll take you back. It's half past eight. It's at least after nine o'clock when you get home." Wen Zehao looked at his watch and said.

Wen Zehao is also a little tired. He has to get up early tomorrow.

"Yes. OK."

Therefore, Wen Zehao sends Ruan Bingrong back to Ruan bingyue's residence first. Ruan bingyue takes the clothes she wants to change at her home.

"You can wear my sister's clothes." Wen Zehao thought Ruan bingyue didn't need to take it.

Moreover, Gu chuxue's clothes are good. Wen Zehao hopes Ruan bingyue can wear them, too. It's so simple.

"No, it's your sister's clothes. It's always bad to wear other people's clothes." Ruan bingyue refused.

"Well, I see." Wen Zehao didn't ask for hegemony this time. Ruan bingyue had to wear Gu chuxue's clothes. Unexpectedly, she only said one sentence. When she knew, it was over.

Ruan bingyue finds that Wen Zehao has been considerate recently.