The Vicious Female Partner Was So Angry That She Cried

"Mission completed, in transit..."

"Transfer complete."

"Host, you can open your eyes."

With the cheerful voice of the system, Ruan Lutang slowly opened her eyes. She was standing behind a counter, her whole body being wrapped in sweet smell.

"Host, please look in the direction of three o'clock."

Ruan Lutang turned his head slightly according to the system's words, and his eyes fell on the number five table.

The boy with flamboyant blond hair sat on the chair impatiently, turning his phone while frowning and looking at the opposite side.

And sitting across from him was a beautiful girl who was sobbing low at the moment, saying something excitedly.

The system intimately reminded: "That handsome guy is the leading actor this time, Song Yi."

"Oh," Ruan Lutang nodded, and then asked, "Where is that girl?"

"Don't worry, just cannon fodder."

Ruan Lutang felt dull and let out a "tsk".

The system keenly caught her regret, and quickly warned: "Host, in this world you have to walk the line of affection with the male protagonist."

"Got it." Ruan Lutang replied perfunctorily, and heard someone call himself.

Another clerk delivered the tray with desserts to her and said, "Xiao Ruan, the order from the guests at table 5, you go and deliver it."

"okay."

Ruan Lutang was holding the tray, and he heard the girl crying just a few meters away from the fifth table.

"Song Yi, I really have nothing to do with that boy. We just said a few more words, there were other people there at the time."

Then came Song Yi's lazy voice: "You have nothing to do with me. As for how to explain it to me for a long time?"

The girl's eyes widened, and the volume increased unconsciously: "Song Yi, how can you say that? We..."

She bit her lip, and her voice gradually became quieter. She almost said in a breathless voice: "Is it because I haven't slept with you yet? We can go open the room now."

Ruan Lutang frowned and glanced at the girl's face. She was not too old and looked even less than twenty. According to Ruan Lutang's quick glance before, it can be determined that Song Yi is about the same age as this girl.

She dissatisfiedly said to the system: "How old is this? He is already a scumbag, so he can also be a leading actor?"

The system explained: "The prodigal son will not change his head. This kind of male protagonist is very popular."

Ruan Lutang rolled his eyes and was about to put down the dessert when he heard Song Yi sneer and said, "No, I'm not interested in you."

The girl's expression froze, her complexion changed a few times, and finally she gritted her teeth and asked: "Who, who are you interested in? Did someone hook you up again?"

Ruan Lutang's heart jumped, and the sixth sense told him that something was wrong, and the movements on his hands froze for a moment.

Sure enough, Song Yi chuckled a few times, grabbed Ruan Lutang's arm, and said to the girl playfully, "I'm very interested in her."

The girl's eyes rolled back and forth on Ruan Lutang several times, and the anger in it was about to burn several holes in her body.

Ruan Lutang bit her back teeth and smiled generously at this **** heroine halo: "Hello, I am Song Yi's girlfriend." She is determined to save the ignorant girl.

As soon as this sentence came out, she suddenly felt that the hand holding her was tight, and the girl opposite was also shocked. She swept her eyes back and forth on Song Yi and her face several times, and asked in disbelief: "He Is it your boyfriend?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Ruan Lutang still smiled, and took Song Yi's hand away without a trace.

The girl pointed to Song Yi and asked loudly: "He has kissed me before, so why is he your boyfriend?"

"I know everything about you," Ruan Lutang said with a calm face, and even looked at Song Yi with a smile, "I like this kind of scumbag with several boats, can't you?"

"You! You guys..." The girl held back for a long time, and finally stood up voluntarily, picked up the cup and splashed Ruan Lutang all over.

"A scumbag, I wish you a good relationship for a hundred years!" She gave Song Yi a stern look and turned away.

Ruan Lutang closed her eyes and heard a soft laughter in her ears. Song Yi put her phone back on the table and looked at her with interest: "You are quite good at acting--"

Before he finished speaking, Ruan Lutang interrupted him.

"Give me the money."

Ruan Lutang looked at him condescendingly, and stretched out a hand in front of Song Yi: "Dry-cleaning fees, labor fees, please settle."

Song Yi looked at Ruan Lutang in surprise, as if she had never expected that she would ask herself for money.

Ruan Lutang took out his mobile phone: "WeChat payment is also possible."

She looked at the five hundred yuan in the WeChat wallet and smiled happily. Before Song Yi left, she said, "Thank you, boss, you will find me next time you have a job."

system:"…"

Ruan Lutang put away his mobile phone and said plausibly: "What's wrong with poor female college students, earning some extra money? Part-time clerk is a job, and it is also a job to cooperate with acting. Discrimination by type of work is wrong.

She took out a few pieces of paper and wiped her clothes, and asked casually, "Where is my vicious female partner, why hasn't she appeared yet?"

"Waiting for you at home."

Ruan Lutang paused: "Is she...?"

The system added intimately: "Your sister."

"..."

After Ruan Lutang got off work, he ran into Ruan Nanfeng, who had just returned from tutoring, in the downstairs of his home. The vicious female partner of this mission, her sister who had just finished her sophomore year.

There was another boy with Ruan Nanfeng. He kept an inch, carrying a heavy schoolbag, and dragged Ruan Nanfeng to say something.

Ruan Nanfeng’s beautiful little face was tight, and the corners of his lips were drawn into a straight line. He watched the boy talk for a long time before shaking his arm and shouting impatiently: "Let go, I want to go home. Up."

The boy chased her reluctantly and said, "Nan Feng, don't be so anxious, I want to say a few more words with you."

The two people entangled for a long time, and Ruan Nanfeng shouted again: "Are you annoying, I have nothing to chat with you!"

She stepped back a few steps, and the boy wanted to follow up again, blocking her in the corner.

Seeing that Ruan Nanfeng's face was getting worse and worse, Ruan Lutang finally walked over and coughed lightly, "Nanfeng, go home."

Ruan Nanfeng's movements froze, his eyes dodged and looked away.

The boy finally converged a little, smiled hurriedly at Ruan Lutang, and whispered to Ruan Nanfeng: "Nanfeng, I will wait for you tomorrow."

After speaking, he grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag and left quickly.

Ruan Nanfeng followed Ruan Lutang and went upstairs silently.

Their home is on the sixth floor, in an old community, and there is no elevator, so they can only climb one step up.

Only their footsteps echoed in the long and dark corridor. Ruan Lutang could hear the breathing behind her gradually becoming thicker. She stopped, turned her head to look at Ruan Nanfeng, and asked: "What's the matter with that boy, you Are you in love?"

Ruan Nanfeng was stunned, frowning and shouting: "What's up with you!"

She came up a few steps, hit Ruan Lutang's arm hard, and walked over her to the front.

With a very big temper, Ruan Lutang rubbed his shoulders, feeling a little headache.

After a while, Ruan Nanfeng turned around again, holding the handrail with one hand and putting the other on the wall, blocking the passage, and said fiercely to Ruan Lutang, "You are not allowed to tell my father what happened just now."

Their father was a policeman, his face was tanned and he was not angry, and scared the little Ruan Nanfeng to cry several times. However, he is only strict with Ruan Nanfeng, and he has never been less reprimanded, both large and small, leaving Ruan Nanfeng completely psychologically overshadowed. When he mentions his name, he is embarrassed.

"Which thing?" Ruan Lutang raised his eyebrows to look at her, "Did you fall in love or hit me on purpose?"

"I didn't--" Ruan Nanfeng stopped his mouth sharply, and continued to say fiercely, "No!"

"Oh," Ruan Lutang made a long tone, looking at the panic hidden under Ruan Nanfeng's brutal appearance, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Look at my mood."

A few unexpected expressions flashed across Ruan Nanfeng's face, but Ruan Lutang, who had always been good-tempered, hadn't promised as much as before. She faintly felt a little uneasy and just froze in place.

Ruan Lutang looked at her carefully, "If you don't leave, just give in and let me go home first."

Ruan Nanfeng woke up, glared at her, turned around and ran up.

When Ruan Lutang returned home, she was already sitting on the sofa, turning on the TV sound very loudly, as if she was fighting someone silently.

Ruan Lutang washed her hands, went into the kitchen to fry some dishes and put them on the table, and then went to ask her to eat.

She was spineless and twisted her head not to look at Ruan Lutang, but when she smelled the scent of the food, her belly suddenly made a gurgling noise. Ruan Nanfeng’s cheeks quickly stained red, and finally she obediently washed her hands and sat at the dining table .

Ruan Nanfeng holds the chopsticks in a very special way. With five fingers together, he holds the chopsticks in his palm, much like a child using a spoon.

Ruan Lutang couldn't help but glanced a few more times. Ruan Nanfeng noticed her. She stopped and looked at Ruan Lutang vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

"The way you hold the chopsticks is not quite right." Ruan Lutang said casually, reaching out and holding himself a piece of tomato.

Ruan Nanfeng stared at Ruan Lutang's movements for a few seconds, then suddenly put the bowl down in a loud voice, and said coarsely, "Stop eating."

She stood up to leave, but was stopped by Ruan Lutang.

Ruan Lutang slowly finished the last bite of the meal, pushed the bowl forward, and looked at Ruan Nanfeng: "Wash the bowl."

Ruan Nanfeng exploded all at once: "Why?"

"I cook, you wash the dishes." Ruan Lutang leaned on the chair and looked at her.

"You obviously did it yourself before." Ruan Nanfeng complained.

Ruan Lutang was unmoved: "Just so, now you can make it up."

Ruan Nanfeng's chest fluctuated violently, and suddenly shouted: "Ruan Lutang, why do you have to deal with everything? You have to deal with my chopsticks, you have to deal with whether I wash the dishes or not, you are not my mother!"

Ruan Lutang looked at her straightforwardly and refused to give up: "I am your sister."

Ruan Nanfeng couldn't find anything else to refute. He stood there boringly for a while, turned back and put away the dishes and chopsticks. When passing by her, he left a sentence: "Ruan Lutang, you really hate it."