I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

The ring fit tightly on the slender white finger, and was slowly pushed to the base of the finger.

Lin Jun held his wrist with one hand, and slowly pushed the ring in with the other.

Thick long eyelashes drooped to cover his eyes, making his expression look very solemn.

Intentionally or not, after putting on the ring, he gently rubbed Fu Jiujiu's ring surface with his own fingertip wearing the same ring.

The faint luster of the two rings complement each other, like a tacit, contractual intimacy.

So intimate that no one or anything can intervene.

Fu Jiujiu's heart clenched inexplicably.

Lin Jun's beautiful face is close at hand, it is a face that he has kept in his heart for many years, and he will secretly look at it from time to time.

He couldn't push him away, nor could he accept it calmly.

He doesn't have any experience in love, and he doesn't have any experience to learn from at this moment. He only has no idea how to deal with it.

"I..." Fu Jiujiu bit her lips unnaturally, and tentatively tried to pull out her hand, but it was held even tighter.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jun raised his eyes casually: "It's only been a few days? You can't get used to hearing warm words? You can't wear the ring anymore?"

What kind of heartwarming words are that?Fu Jiujiu couldn't help but slander.

"What are you muttering in your heart again?" Lin Jun asked.

"No." Fu Jiujiu quickly shook his head.

Lin Jun tilted his head to look at him for a moment, his gaze seemed to be indifferent, but it gave people the illusion of being stripped naked and beaten.

Able to read minds, he twitched the corners of his lips: "Aren't you cursing, Fu Xiaojiu?"

Fu Jiujiu immediately raised a hand with a sincere expression: "No."

Lin Jun showed a smile that was not a smile, and let go of his hand very graciously.

Fu Jiujiu looked down at the ring, and unconsciously frowned slightly.

He looked at the ring, and Lin Jun looked at him.

Seeing his delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, he couldn't help frowning.

After a while, he asked, "Isn't there always acting?"

"Huh?" Fu Jiujiu didn't know why.

"Show it to my mother, is it okay?" Lin Jun looked at him: "Aren't you usually good at acting?"

These words didn't sound like good words, but they miraculously made Fu Jiujiu relax.

Ah, yes, acting.

He nodded as if waking up from a dream: "Yes."

"That's good." Lin Jun sat up straight and didn't look at him again.

The car turned towards Xintiandi halfway, and Fu Jiujiu went to pick up the gift prepared for Lin Jun's mother.

When it came out, the drizzle had turned into a torrential rain, splashing dense water on the ground, and the road began to become congested.

Lin Jun looked down at the tablet for a while, then turned his head to look at the gift box Fu Jiujiu put aside: "Is it a bag again?"

Fu Jiujiu nodded and said with a smile, "It can cure all diseases."

According to his experience working in a magazine, there are almost no women who don't like bags.

"That's true." Lin Jun seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled, that smile was particularly bright in the rainy day: "In the past, if you were unhappy, you would buy bags, if one didn't work, buy two, if two didn't work, buy three , there is always one who can cure you."

In fact, he rarely bought them before, mainly because most of the branded bags were expensive.

And boys can travel around the world with a backpack.

Especially after editing, I usually have to carry a large bag when I go out for work, with a lot of materials, tools, and delicate things that are not very practical.

Hearing what Lin Jun said, he couldn't help but look sideways with some novelty.

"By the way," Lin Jun suddenly approached him: "You keep so many bags at home, don't you miss them?"

Fu Jiujiu was secretly vigilant: "I don't want to."

"No conscience," Lin Jun accused after hearing the words: "At least he has treated you."

Fu Jiujiu looked at him for two seconds, and pointedly reminded him: "I'm quite heartless, I can throw away things I don't want, and I don't even bat an eyelid. Senior should know that, right?"

Lin Jun's expression darkened, and after a while he said, "Wrong."

"Huh?" Fu Jiujiu looked at him.

Lin Jun's smile was a bit cold: "Today we have to call my partner, my husband, not my senior, you know?!"

Then I emphasized it again seriously: "Call me husband!"

"Old... old..." Fu Jiujiu felt a little hot on his face, he turned his head helplessly, and took a bottle of sparkling water in his hand.

At this time, Lin Jun's phone rang and rescued him from the predicament.

Lin Jun stuffed the earphones into his ears, his eyes were still fixed on Fu Jiujiu viciously, and his voice was a little hostile: "Hello."

But in just a moment, his expression calmed down, and a smile appeared between his eyebrows: "Xiaoyuan?"

The other party didn't know what to say, and the smile on Lin Jun's eyebrows grew stronger: "Have you finally set a specific time to return to China?"

"I'll pick you up after get off work tomorrow night." Lin Jun said.

Fu Jiujiu twisted the cap of the bottle with lowered eyes, but the bottle was taken out of thin air.

While talking on the phone, Lin Jun unscrewed the bottle cap for him: "Okay, I'll go in person, I didn't say I wouldn't go in person."

As he spoke, he naturally returned the water bottle whose cap had been loosened to Fu Jiujiu's hand.

Fu Jiujiu was a little flattered.

In his memory, except for his parents who would help him twist the bottle cap when he was very young, this was the first time someone twisted the bottle cap for him.

This was such a small action that even Lin Jun himself didn't realize it. He did it carelessly, but it hit Fu Jiujiu's heart all at once.

"Thank you." He waited for Lin Jun to hang up the phone, and said softly.

"So polite?" Lin Jun changed his tone again.

Lin Jun was angry again.

But the way he answered the phone just now was obviously very happy.

Who's on the phone?Neither he nor Lu Xiye had ever been that happy.

Fu Jiujiu took a sip of water in silence and did not speak again.

It seemed that Lin Jun always got angry easily when he was with him.

After all, I'm divorced, and I'm bored seeing myself.

But because he has been taking care of himself since he was a teenager, maybe he can't let go of his hand for a while.

And since he has been here for a while, many things have not been fully sorted out, so he is always easily led away by Lin Jun.

When the two collided, would they be in their current state?

I can't go on like this anymore, I have to find a way to end this state as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Lin Jun was very busy. After receiving a call from his assistant, he started to read the materials on the tablet, and communicated with the assistant about the progress and core points of the project through social software from time to time.

Fu Jiujiu tilted his head and looked out the window, trying to divert his anxiety about seeing Lin Jun's mother.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the entire sky was dark, and the sky was hanging low, as if a huge storm was gestating.

The car queues lined up extremely far, and the taillights flashed into a long strip of light.

The raindrops hit the roof of the car continuously like a bead curtain, making a dull sound.

It was as if the whole world was surrounded by some evil forces.

Fu Jiujiu's phone rang at this moment, and on the screen was the word "Mom" he saved.

Even when he knew that his mother had passed away, he guessed that this phone number should belong to Lin Jun's mother.

But when the word "Mom" flashed in front of his eyes so brightly, he still couldn't help but feel suffocated.

The word "Mom" is too intimate, so he dare not look directly at it.

"Your call." Lin Jun turned his head to look at him: "Why didn't you answer it?"

Then he saw the caller ID and took the phone away from Fu Jiujiu himself.

"Mom." He called out.

"Well, of course together," he said.

"Okay," he said again, and hung up the phone.

"My mother saw that it was raining, and asked me if I came home from work to pick you up." Lin Jun explained to Fu Jiujiu.

Only then did Fu Jiujiu come back to his senses: "I didn't answer the phone just now..."

"It's okay." Lin Jun said.

Fu Jiujiu nodded.

Lin Jun didn't know what he was thinking, and looked at Fu Jiujiu in silence for a moment, then stretched out a hand and hooked his fingers.

Just as Fu Jiujiu was about to break free, he heard him say, "I still need to review it first."

"What?" Fu Jiujiu turned his head to look at him.

"Review how we were close before." Lin Jun said, moving his fingers lightly, rubbing the ring ring against the ring ring, in a gesture so intimate that it made people panic: "You would respond to me before."

It was raining heavily, and they were isolated in a private space by the rain and fog and the carriage. The air was humid, but Fu Jiujiu felt parched and his heart beat faster.

It must end as soon as possible, Fu Jiujiu thought again.

He couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue and licking his lips, and said with some resistance: "That shouldn't be too much."

"How could it be too much?" Lin Jun said in a deep voice, "I wouldn't do that in front of people."

Fu Jiujiu didn't know which step that step was, but the words "in front of people" comforted him and made him relax a bit.

He felt like a silly sheep sitting on a roller coaster, but Lin Jun controlled his switch, making him go up and down, ups and downs.

Lin Jun used his language, breathing, eyes, and occasionally hooked his fingers to grind him, but he was completely powerless to resist.

His heart was beating wildly, but he tried his best to maintain his superficial calm.

He is "Fu Jiujiu", he should handle such intimacy with ease.

The place where Lin Jun's mother He Caiyi lives is what Lin Jun calls an old house, but it's not actually their old house.

The Lin family's old house was actually in the suburbs, covering a large area. After Lin Jun's father, Lin Bingyue, passed away, He Caiyi took his sons and moved to this high-end villa area in the urban area.

Normally, they drove more than half an hour from Fu Jiujiu's house, but they had to walk for more than two hours in the heavy rain.

Meanwhile, Lin Jun even held a small video conference.

The place where He Caiyi lives is much larger than that of Linjun's house. Except for the first floor for entertaining guests, the second floor is He Caiyi's site, and the study on the third floor is mainly used by Linjun's eldest brother Lin Qi. The fourth floor is Lin Qi's living space, and the fifth floor is reserved for Lin Jun and Fu Jiujiu.

Although they seldom stay here overnight, they still arrange for regular cleaning every day.

It was the butler of the Lin family who came to open the door. After Fu Jiujiu handed over the gift to the butler, he was led in by Lin Jun.

The decoration in the room is low-key and elegant, and the faint scent of sandalwood floats in the air.

Lin Jun pressed Fu Jiujiu on the sofa, lowered his head and bit his ear, and said softly, "You must be as close as usual, you know?"

Fu Jiujiu doesn't know exactly how close they are usually, but husband and wife should always be very close.

He was a little uncomfortable, but still nodded: "I know."

Lin Jun smiled in satisfaction, leaned his head on his shoulder, and leaned over to smell his neck as if his skeleton had been pulled out: "It smells so good."

Along the way, Fu Jiujiu has gotten used to the intimate contact between the two of them, but he still couldn't hold back the goosebumps that fell all over the floor.

I can't help but secretly slander this person because he really loves acting.

When He Caiyi heard that the two had arrived, she came down from the second floor, still holding the gift from Fu Jiujiu in her hand.

The box has been stripped of the outer ribbons, but the stuff hasn't come out yet.

"You two just in time for dinner today." He Caiyi was very happy to see them.

She looks very young, with an elegant temperament and a cheerful and friendly smile: "But Xiao Jiu, didn't you already give me this bag when it was launched last week?"

The moment Fu Jiujiu saw her, he became nervous again. After all, it was Lin Jun's mother, and all the homework he had done before became blank.

Before he even had time to reflect the meaning of her words, he felt himself standing up, and then he heard himself address politely, "Auntie."

The moment his voice came out, the whole room immediately fell silent.

Fu Jiujiu's brain buzzed, and blood rushed upwards.

It's over, he called wrong.

At the same time, he also understood the meaning of He Caiyi's words, his gift was repeated.

Fu Jiujiu was stunned by this dramatic scene, wishing he could become immortal on the spot.