The Vicious Female Partner Was So Angry That She Cried

Ruan Lutang took a step forward, and immediately retreated after being wished a dream and pulled a distance away. She could only step back down the steps, leaving the narrow eaves for Zhu Mengzhi. Fortunately, the rain was getting smaller at this time, which didn't make her more embarrassed.

"Sorry, I'm late." Ruan Lutang hesitated, wondering whether to tell Zhu Mengzhi about Fang Jiayan's visit to her.

Although Zhu Mengzhi had said that she wished she would give Fang Jiayan a severe lesson, she seemed to have taught Fang Jiayan too much. Ruan Lutang selfishly didn't want Zhu Mengzhi to see her tough side, and she didn't want Zhu Mengzhi to fear her anymore.

Zhu Mengzhi looked at her silently, her black and white eyes were especially damp in the cold and rainy night.

Ruan Lutang omitted Fang Jiayan’s name and briefly explained: “The company has something to do, so I worked overtime temporarily. When I was out, I encountered a disturbance and was taken to the police station to make a transcript. That’s why I came here now. I definitely didn’t mean it. You are going to be late, will you believe me?"

It's not that Zhu Mengzhi doesn't believe her, but just feels wronged. It was the first time that she looked forward to another person's birthday, and looked forward to another person's arrival, but she waited so long with joy, and finally only waited for a rain.

It's like Cinderella who will become her original form at midnight. After twelve o'clock, she felt that she had also changed back to the self-conscious and embarrassed fake daughter.

I wish Mengzhi more quiet, Ruan Lutang more panic.

She turned her mind quickly, thinking about how to stop the language from being more sincere. After a glance, she caught a glimpse of the pink ribbon that was exposed behind Zhu Mengzhi.

Ruan Lutang was taken aback, tilted his head and looked carefully, and found that Zhu Mengzhi was carrying a box of cakes in his hands behind him. It was not very big, only enough for two people, but the packaging was very delicate, and it was tied with a pink ribbon. Bow.

"Did you buy me cake?" She blurted out with a hint of surprise untimely.

Zhu Mengzhi was slightly startled, holding the cake and shaking it in front of Ruan Lutang: "It was prepared for your birthday. Since your birthday has passed, it is useless."

After speaking, before Ruan Lutang could see the pattern of the cake clearly, Zhu Mengzhi swiped the cake, and the cake was thrown into the trash with the box.

Ruan Lutang exclaimed, Zhu Mengzhi also felt a little heartache.

Ruan Lutang said that if she wanted her to think about what gift to give herself, she really tried to think about it. But now Ruan Lutang lacks anything, and she can’t afford to give it anything. I wish Mengzhi for a long time, and finally took a long time to go to the cake shop, chose the style, and under the guidance of the cake master, I did a good job. Nice cake, even the happy birthday on the sign was written crookedly in chocolate.

Afraid of being seen by Ruan Lutang, she deliberately took the cake back to the restaurant, changed back to the waiter's suit and served the plate for a few hours.

But after finally waiting for Ruan Lutang to get off work from noon, Ruan Lutang did not show up. I wish Mengzhi did not say her loss, and waited patiently, waited until the restaurant closed, waited until the store manager locked the door, waited until she refused the kindness of her colleague who brought the umbrella to send home, and waited until she was the only one who would not be Ruan Lutang was late after hiding under the eaves wet by the rain for a long time.

So she made up her mind, no matter what reason Ruan Lutang had, she would not forgive her easily.

Ruan Lutang stared at the corner of the cake carton exposed in the trash can for a while, and asked her softly, "Did you wait for me for a long time?"

Zhu Mengzhi glared at her and said sarcastically: "It's only a few hours. Who makes my time worthless than you, a busy person?"

Ruan Lutang heard the slight grievances covered by her anger and heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhu Mengzhi is now more aggrieved and angry, rather than strong hatred like before. She did not run away again, but has been waiting here, which more or less explained her attitude.

"I'm sorry," Ruan Lutang apologized again, "As compensation, I will let you do it from now on. Whether you want to eat ice cream at three in the morning or go for a walk in the park at seven in the morning, I will be there on call. ?"

Zhu Mengzhi was obviously moved, his eyes looked at Ruan Lutang's place, and he snorted and said, "You have no credibility with me, I don't believe it."

Ruan Lutang put up his fingers and swears: "I, Ruan Lutang, cheat Zhu Mengzhi once more, and then hit five thunders every day—"

Before her voice fell, there was another roar of thunder in the distance, and a blue-violet thunder and lightning blew across the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

Zhu Mengzhi was more frightened than she, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ruan Lutang's arm to pull her in.

Following Zhu Mengzhi's strength, Ruan Lutang took advantage of the momentum to step up the steps and squeezed under the eaves with her.

The drenched clothes kept dripping, and soon gathered in a puddle under his feet. Ruan Lutang also leaned towards Zhu Mengzhi with her moist skin, wrapping her in her arms.

I wish Mengzhi only made up his mind to hang Ruan Lutang well two hours ago, but he didn't expect to break his resolve so soon.

Looking at Ruan Lutang's successful smiling face, I wish Mengzhi's anger from his heart, snorted coldly, pointed to the horizon and said: "Let you swear wildly, God can't see it if you want to throw thunder to strike you."

Ruan Lutang rubbed his head against her neck, and acted like a baby, "So you have to protect me, okay?"

With that, she secretly stretched out her hand and scratched at Zhu Mengzhi's armpit.

Zhu Mengzhi couldn't bear the itching, and finally couldn't hold back his expression and couldn't help but laugh.

With this smile, all the anger and anger she worked hard to make were ineffective, and it would not be easy for her to sullen her face.

"Go home?" Ruan Lutang tilted his head and pitifully grasped the corner of Zhu Mengzhi's clothes.

Zhu Meng disgusted her and pushed her aside, and frowned when she watched the drizzle: "It's all water..."

Ruan Lutang took off her coat and covered Zhu Mengzhi's face, took her up and walked straight into the rain curtain, and ran all the way to the downstairs of Zhu Mengzhi's house.

She stepped on the spray and stopped, and the ironed trousers had been splashed with rain mixed with dirty water.

Zhu Mengzhi struggled out of her arms, tearing off the coat on her face and exasperatedly cursed: "Insane, I can hardly breathe!" After the cursing, she looked at Ruan Lutang's embarrassed appearance wet by the rain and felt amused again. I couldn't help but laughed again.

Ruan Lutang knelt on her forehead and cursed in a low voice: "Little white-eyed wolf." In return, Zhu Mengzhi rolled his eyes.

The neighbors are all asleep, and I wish Mengzhi didn't want to stay outside any longer. The sensor light in the corridor didn't work well, Ruan Lutang flicked the electric tube to illuminate it behind, letting Zhu Meng go upstairs and enter the room.

The door of her room was not closed, and it was open. Ruan Lutang received the hint and followed in.

Zhu Mengzhi turned his head and glanced at Ruan Lutang, did not speak, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

As soon as the hot water came down, I wish Mengzhi felt that he was alive again. She was soaked in the cold night for too long, and the coldness of the night seemed to seep into her bones, making her tremble all over.

Coveting that little warmth, I wish Mengzhi soaked in the bathroom for a long time before wiping dry and changing into pajamas.

But as soon as the bathroom door opened, she was greeted by the darkness of the room and a few candlelights swaying far in the living room.

She walked in and took a look, Ruan Lutang squatted down in front of the coffee table, her eyes brightened by the warm light of the small candles, and she was supporting her cheeks while watching her approach.

The small cake with candles in it was spread out on a cardboard base. The shape is almost invisible, and it can only be vaguely seen that it was a fruit cake before birth.

Zhu Mengzhi's face blushed, and he complained shamefully: "Why did you pick it up?"

Ruan Lutang blinked: "You worked so hard to do it for me. What a waste."

Zhu Mengzhi's mouth is hard: "It's so beautiful, I just bought a special cake at random."

After a pause, she asked cautiously: "How do you tell that I did it?"

"To tell the truth?" Seeing Zhu Mengzhi nodded, Ruan Lutang replied deliberately, "Because it doesn't seem to be particularly commercial."

That is to say, the cakes she made are too ugly to sell. Before I wish Mengzhi could get angry, Ruan Lutang quickly changed the subject: "Sing a birthday song."

She beats the beat with her hands, waiting intently for Zhu Mengzhi to speak. For a while, I don't know who is celebrating his birthday.

Darkness, candlelight, gentle laughter and rhythmic clapping of hands, I wish Mengzhi may have been bewitched by this atmosphere, and sang happy birthday to Ruan Lutang in concert.

After a few cycles of singing, the candle burned to the end, the moonlight was blocked by the drawn curtains, and the room fell into darkness without a trace of light.

Zhu Mengzhi yelled a little disturbedly: "Ruan Lutang!"

"It's here." Ruan Lutang responded, and then the moist air was wrapped around Zhu Mengzhi's side, and a soft kiss was printed on her cheek. Then, the light reappeared in the room-the light in the living room was turned on by Ruan Lutang. Up.

Zhu Mengzhi clutched his cheeks, and was not ashamed to mention the kiss that had been sneaky in the dark just now, Ruan Lutang also pretended that nothing happened, and squatted back to the coffee table casually.

She picked up the included plastic knife, drew a strip along the middle of the cake, cut off a small piece, put it on the tray, and took it to her mouth with a fork.

Zhu Mengzhi quickly stopped her: "Don't eat!"

"I picked it up from the trash can. It's dirty."

"It's okay. There is a box outside." Ruan Lutang refused to listen and insisted on eating. "It's a pity that you made it so hard and you just threw it away without a bite. It's okay for me to taste it."

Zhu Mengzhi retracted her hand: "It's not my business to eat a bad stomach." She said that, watching Ruan Lutang eat the cake, she couldn't help but feel happy.

After all, she clumsily made the cake for a few hours. Although she chose fruit slices to avoid the decoration, it would be a shame not to let the birthday person eat it.

Ruan Lutang finished eating the cake, wishing Mengzhi feared that she would eat it again, and quickly put the rest in the box and threw it into the trash can.

She clapped her hands coolly, turned around and went to the bedroom to take out a set of pajamas and handed it to Ruan Lutang. The action is very refreshing, but before speaking, he must bite his lip to encourage him: "Hurry up and take a bath, what should I do if I catch a cold!"

Ruan Lutang's whole body was wet, and even the broken hair was poured into locks on the side of her face. Hearing Zhu Mengzhi's words, she sneezed cooperatively and took her pajamas into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she threw the changed clothes into the washing machine, drying her hair amid the hum of the machine, and went out.

Zhu Mengzhi lay on the sofa with her legs up, wrapped her hair in a towel on the armrest, tilted her head to watch boring replays on TV.

Ruan Lutang looked at her pink towel and realized that Zhu Mengzhi ran out with wet hair. She turned around and took the hair dryer from the bathroom, then walked to the sofa, plugged in the plug and said to Zhu Mengzhi warmly, "Put your head up and I will blow your hair."

Zhu Mengzhi changed his posture, from lying down to sitting, pulling off the towel and pulling his hair to signal Ruan Lutang to start.

Her movements are smooth and natural. Not long ago, Ruan Lutang had blown her hair countless times, and she had long been used to it.

Ruan Lutang stood behind Zhu Mengzhi, reached out to hold her half-dry wet hair, and patiently and carefully dried her hair little by little.

Such a close distance is enough to clearly see Zhu Mengzhi's curled eyelashes and the moisturizing lip gloss on her full lips.

Even taking advantage of her so little time in the bath, she ran to secretly put on a light makeup. Ruan Lutang was about to make a joke, but he smelled a faint scent of violet. It is the taste of omega pheromone.

"Did you spray perfume?" she asked casually without stopping her hands.

Zhu Mengzhi shook his head: "No."

Ruan Lutang smiled, "How come there is the smell of violet, your pheromone is not like this."

Zhu Mengzhi stepped back abruptly, and a strand of hair that had not had time to leave with her broke and wrapped around Ruan Lutang's palm. But she didn't feel the pain, and looked at Ruan Lutang's eyes widening: "How do you know—"

Before she finished speaking, she came up with the answer herself. Ruan Lutang helped her through the estrus period and naturally knew the taste of her pheromone.

Thinking of this, Zhu Mengzhi's complexion paled for a moment, and then he was bloodshot and flushed again: "So you always know..."

So Ruan Lutang has always known that her real pheromone is just the scent of mediocre and cheap grass and wildflowers. So for so long, she has been relying on expensive pheromone extracts to disguise her noble blood and maintain her eldest lady's face is nothing but self-deception.

Even at this moment, she used up the last bit of extract with anticipation, and her act of creating a perfect night seemed ridiculously stupid.

Zhu Mengzhi was overwhelmed by embarrassment, shame and embarrassment, her cheeks were hot and her eyes were red.

Ruan Lutang was taken aback, and understood the shame of wishing Mengzhi.

I wish Mengyi to win, she is not willing to lose to anyone, no matter what, of course it also includes the pheromone point.

She threw away the hair dryer, half-kneeled on the sofa and approached Zhu Mengzhi: "The pheromone is not important at all, the important thing is you. No matter what your name is, what your identity is, and what your pheromone tastes, you are me. I wish the one I knew."

"You are an alpha, of course you don't understand." Zhu Mengzhi said with a pale face, "You don't have to do anything. Whoever makes you an alpha is born higher than us. But I am different, I am just an omega, or This is an omega that pheromone can't handle at all. Without Miss Zhu's shell, I am nothing."

"Without that layer of shell, you are still you." Ruan Lutang stared at Zhu Mengzhi with a pale face for a few seconds, and suddenly moved, "Alpha or omega can't decide at all."

She grabbed the hem of her clothes and tore off a strand of cloth, tied her wrists with her mouth and the ground, and sent herself to Zhu Mengzhi: "Even if I am an alpha, you can still do whatever you want with me. You have this ability. ."

The author has something to say: Why is it going to be over? It has been procrastinated for so long. Actually, it is because I still prefer to write about Ruan Lutang, who is a bit dark-bellied and can handle everything with ease. This kind of low-profile Ruan Lutang, and the awkward relationship between the two of them who don't know how to go next is not what I like. It is very tiring to write, which makes me want to escape. So now I want to speed up!

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