The most ruthless is her

Facing Bai Jingxian's question, Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "Just to see if you are okay."

Up to this moment, Bai Jingxian, perhaps because of the initial shock, was afraid to come up, and instead showed a timid look.

She stroked her chest: "I was scared to death just now, Director Ruan, thanks to you."

Ruan Mohan still looked at her indifferently.

She was thinking whether Bai Jingxian's timidity was because she was afraid of coming up, or because she noticed her observing gaze.

Under Ruan Mohan's cold gaze, Bai Jingxian's expression remained the same, she just caressed her chest, showing just the right emotion.

So natural and normal, so flawless, it reminded Ruan Mohan of a person——

Ginger Karen.

At this moment, Jiang Kailun walked over with a glass of wine: "What's wrong here?"

The smile is elegant and the makeup is exquisite.A streamer silver evening dress with a thin row of diamonds on the shoulders, which is neither too ostentatious nor too low-key.

Everything is perfect.

Bai Jingxian smiled and said, "Just now a waiter tripped over the carpet and almost hit me. Fortunately, Director Ruan has quick eyesight and quick hands."

Jiang Kailun looked at Ruan Mohan: "It seems that people with clear minds and quick reactions can shine anywhere."

There is a lot of appreciation for Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "It's just a trivial matter."

Jiang Kailun asked Bai Jingxian: "Are you okay?"

Bai Jingxian: "I was just a little scared, nothing happened at all." She held her pregnant belly.

Jiang Kailun breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, otherwise Jane will always be worried."

Jian Ming was in the distance, blocked by many crowds, and did not see the accident happening here, the situation was already suppressed by Bai Jingxian.

Ruan Mohan stood aside, quietly watching Jiang Kailun and Bai Jingxian.

The two are neither too unfamiliar nor too warm.

Just the right familiarity, inside and outside the words, it seems that their familiarity is all because of Jian Ming's relationship.

Ruan Mohan remembered Zhu Han's words again: "I'm pretty sure Jiang Kailun and Bai Jingxian haven't contacted each other in private."

But if Bai Jingxian is really a normal and happy housewife, why did Jiang Kailun give Ruan Mohan Bai Jingxian's business card as the secret of listening?

Did he deliberately lie to her?

Ruan Mohan thought it was impossible.

Jiang Kailun's rank is like a high-ranking hunter, and Ruan Mohan is like her prey.

Should hunters lie to their prey?Ruan Mohan really didn't think it was necessary.

Bai Jingxian's gentle laughing voice temporarily interrupted her thoughts: "Mr. Jiang, Director Ruan, please talk first. I'll go find A Ming."

Jiang Kailun and Ruan Mohan nodded together.

Bai Jingxian walked away.

Jiang Kailun looked at Ruan Mohan: "The dress is dirty."

Just now, half of a glass of red wine was spilled on Ruan Mohan's evening dress, the red wine stains were particularly eye-catching on the white skirt.

Ruan Mohan looked down and felt like blood.

Bad omen.

Jiang Karen seems to have a mind reading ability: "You don't think it's a bad omen, do you?"

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "I don't believe this."

Jiang Kailun smiled: "I don't believe it either."

She walks away with a glass of wine.

There was no intention of holding Ruan Mohan for a long chat.

******

On the first floor, the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and the cups and cups are staggered, crowded with people who come to celebrate the birthday.

Ruan Mohan's overly sensitive ears felt that the burden was heavy, so she walked up to the second floor with the wine glass in hand.

Go to the window on the platform and gently push the window open.

The old wooden window frame made the sound of years of precipitation, creaking and creaking.

The night outside the window is lonely, a crescent moon is hidden behind the clouds, and it is almost impossible to see clearly, only two scattered stars are left.

In front of you is a huge magnolia tree with intertwined roots, as if sleeping in the dark.

Ruan Mohan took a sip of the wine in the wine glass, the faint scent of tea mixed with the aroma of wine.

She looked at the magnolia tree in front of her, the branches turned black in the night, and there was no pair of white ankles hidden on it, shining in the dark.

Isn't Jian Shuo here?Ruan Mohan thought.

She stood at the window for a while, she couldn't finish the glass of wine in her hand, and she was already bored, so she walked to the first floor.

She is going to go out for a cigarette.

Opening the door and stepping out, then closing the heavy carved wooden door, the melodious and undulating Chinese dance music, and the noisy crowd talking were all isolated from her world.

She walked into the small garden of Jian's house that had been carefully tended.

Beside the dense bushes, midsummer is approaching, full of roses, crimson red and light white, shining brightly.

But nothing compared to the face hiding inside.

Ruan Mohan put his handbag on the bench beside him, took out a cigarette and lit it, held the cigarette in one hand and the wine in the other, and walked towards the rose bush.

She said lightly, "Stretch out your hand."

Qinglingling's voice seemed faint in the night, like an echo.

The flirtatious face hiding among the rose bushes let out a charming chuckle: "Why do you want to listen to me?"

But the hand obediently stretched out.

Ruan Mohan took a drag on his cigarette, and put the ashes on Jian Shuo's palm.

Jian Shuo's seductive lips curled up, and as soon as she blew, the little soot dissipated in the night wind.

There is nothing left.

Ruan Mohan stood by and smoked quietly.

Jian Shuo just squatted in the bushes without getting up, humming: "Boom boom boom, boom boom boom, boom boom boom..."

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Today is not a waltz."

"It's Chinese dance music."

Jian Shuo hummed: "I'm not deaf, but I don't like it."

"Old ladies like that kind of old-fashioned rhetoric." She "hummed" again, as if she was very disdainful.

Ruan Mohan: "Since you're here, why don't you go in?"

"I just slipped over to have a look because my friend's house was nearby and I had nothing to do."

"I didn't intend to go in."

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette: "Stand up and let me have a look."

Jian Shuo: "No."

Ruan Mohan: "If you don't stand up, I will touch your head."

Jian Shuo cursed and stood up.

Ruan Mohan looked her up and down: "Yang Haining used to... like you wearing clothes like this?"

White T-shirt, plaid skirt, a bit like the school uniform of middle school students.

Ruan Mohan thinks about Jian Shuo's usual strange clothes, probably only during the period when he still needs to wear school uniforms in middle school, Yang Haining once said: "You still look like a human being."

At that time, there was no Bai Jingxian, and Jian Ming was too silent, probably Yang Haining was the only object of Jian Shuo's emotional projection.

Jian Shuo has kept Yang Haining's words in her heart for many years, so is she dressed like this today?

This is true for Bai Jingxian, and it is also true for Yang Haining...

Then she is not only ruthless, but affectionate?

Ruan Mohan felt a thin layer of sweat break out on his back.

The tulle tulle evening dress was soaked in sweat and stuck to her body, and could no longer flutter lightly in the wind.

At this time, Ruan Mohan put it in the handbag beside him, and the phone rang.

Ruan Mohan walked over and took it out to have a look.

It's Karen Jiang.

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo who was standing among the rose bushes.

If Jian Shuo is actually affectionate, then... is Ruan Mohan going to Jiang Kailun's side?

Jian Shuo seemed to have noticed something, and said almost at the same time she looked over: "Don't answer the phone."

"You listen to me first."

At the beginning, "Don't answer the phone", it almost had a pleading tone.

Seeing Ruan Mohan's indifferent expression, the next sentence "Listen to me first" seamlessly switched to a coquettish and ghostly tone, just like her eyes shining in the night, cold, empty, and emotionless.

Ruan Mohan looked at her quietly.

Does Jian Shuo have no feelings, or is she acting as if she has no feelings?

The phone keeps ringing, blah, blah.

Jian Shuo repeated in a cold tone: "Don't answer the phone."

"Ruan Mohan."

Ruan Mohan hesitated for a moment, and hung up the phone for the time being.

So a lazy, innocent and cruel smile climbed onto Jian Shuo's face again, and she let out a soft "heh" in the night, like a mermaid that seduces the soul.

"It's true that the old lady likes it, so I wear it."

Jian Shuo smiled flirtatiously, and tugged at the corner of her skirt: "This attire is the stepping stone for me to go home tonight."

Go home, stepping stone.

It sounded a little pathetic, but it was completely dismissed by Jian Shuo's joking tone.

"Sister Mo, children are all innocent and lovely, aren't they?"

"The older you get, the more you think all children are innocent and lovely, right?"

She pulled up the corners of her mouth and smiled deeper: "The old lady is old after all. Do you think she will soften her heart when she sees me dressed like this today and let me in?"

"By then, how is she going to introduce me to a room full of guests?"

"Oh, there is such a freak in the Jane family? It's the biggest joke!"

Jian Shuo clapped her hands, as if one of the most exciting things was about to be exposed: "Aiya! Aiya! Aiya!"

Ruan Mohan looked at Jian Shuo while smoking a cigarette.

"It's so noisy." Ruan Mohan complained like this, but his tone was already relaxed.

She breathed a sigh of relief—it turned out that Jian Shuo came to disrupt the situation.

It turned out that Jian Shuo was not affectionate.

Then, she wouldn't have to be forced to go to Jiang Karen's side.

Ruan Mohan felt that the layer of sweat that just broke out on his back had subsided again, and the white skirt was dried by the night wind, and became light again.

I can fly with the wind again.

Jian Shuo was still applauding: "Oh! Oh! "

"The cake in the house is so big! There's so much fine wine in the house! Ouch!" She laughed deeper and deeper, and even a black mole at the end of her eye was shining brightly in the darkness.

"You are really noisy." Ruan Mohan said lightly.

She raised her hand, took a sip of the wine in the glass, stepped over a bush of roses, and stood beside Jian Shuo.

kissed directly.

Feed the wine in Jian Shuo's mouth.

Jian Shuo fell silent for a moment.

The night wind blows lightly, the roses are fragrant, and one or two scattered stars are falling in the lavender night.

Ruan Mohan's tongue was very soft.Jian Shuo's lips are also soft.

The wine was warm in their mouths, and the two of them moved their throats slightly and swallowed.

Jian Shuo did not speak from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't until Ruan Mohan let go of her lips that she suddenly reacted, spat viciously, and wiped the back of her hand: "What are you doing? You're crazy!"

"Is the wine good?" Ruan Mohan asked lightly.

"Too bad to drink." Jian Shuo rolled her eyes: "It stinks."

"Then you don't need to go in, the wine in the room is only at this level."

Jian Shuo hummed, "There's still cake."

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Didn't you bring it?"

"how do you know?"

Ruan Mohan: "It smells like butter."

Jian Shuo smiled: "That's my prop to disrupt the situation."

Ruan Mohan: "I'm hungry, let's eat."

Jian Shuo glanced at her: "Aren't you not eating outside the meal time?"

Ruan Mohan explained lightly: "The dishes at the birthday party are not to my liking, and the cake is not to my liking either, so I didn't eat it."

Jian Shuo thought for a while: "Do you really want to eat?"

Ruan Mohan put out his cigarette and nodded.

Jian Shuo: "Well, it's cheap for you, anyway, the old lady may not open the door for me."

Ruan Mohan: "Are you really willing to go in?"

"It doesn't matter if you go in or not." Jian Shuo raised her eyebrows: "This is just one of my many games."

"If you can't play this one, there will be another one."

"Now I can play a lot of games." Jian Shuo snapped her fingers: "There is you, there is the lady with glasses, there is the sister-in-law, there is the old lady..."

Ruan Mohan interrupted her: "Open the cake."

She didn't want Jian Shuo to go in, she didn't even want to mention it.

She doesn't want to admit her fear, but in reality, she is.

She was afraid that Jian Shuo would reveal any details that showed her feelings when facing Yang Haining and Bai Jingxian.

That would ruthlessly push Ruan Mohan towards Jiang Kailun.

At this time, Jian Shuo found a waist-length Roman pillar by the bushes, put the cake on it, and opened it.

With the fragrance of cream overflowing and filling the sky with the fragrance of roses, Ruan Mohan felt a sense of relief from the crisis.

Jiang Kailun's sable eyes finally stopped following her like a shadow, like a thorn in his back.

******

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand towards the cake.

Jian Shuo grabbed her hand.

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "It doesn't seem like it's Saturday afternoon from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-]."

Jian Shuo snorted: "You kissed me just now."

"I did it to gag you."

Ruan Mohan raised his hand, put his slender index finger and middle finger together, and tapped his lips twice: "This is just a prop."

"Unless you have feelings for me, you will feel that I am kissing you."

Jian Shuo pouted in disgust: "Are you kidding me?"

She was surrounded by Ruan Mohan, so instead of arguing with Ruan Mohan, she shook off Ruan Mohan's hand and picked up a plastic knife beside the cake box.

Ruan Mohan watched Jian Shuo cut open the cake, humming a weird song, the seductive voice became more ghostly in the night:

"A garland of roses,

with a bag of flowers,

Ah Choo, Ah Choo,

We will all fall. (Note 1)"

The cake cream is rough, with pitted and uneven layers, showing that the people who made the cake were either resentful or irritable.

A look of emotional disorder.

Until Jian Shuo smiled lazily, digging out a knife covered with cake crumbs and cream from the cake.

She laughed innocently and cruelly: "I said, this is my prop to disrupt the situation."

She raised her hands and compared them to two sharp claws beside her face, her nose and face were wrinkled, and she said fiercely, "Oh!"

In imitation of the most ferocious beasts.

Ruan Mohan glanced at her, watching her use the plastic knife to move the real knife hidden in the cake aside.

In fact, Ruan Mohan thought it was a little funny.

What a child's play.

The things hidden in the cake, if you really want to hurt people, you should also hide some broken wires, thin thumbtacks, etc., if you accidentally eat it in your mouth, scratch the oral mucosa, and blood will come out.

Not serious wounds, deep malice.

It won't be like Jian Shuo who hides such a big knife and exposes all the cakes. It has no effect other than bluffing to scare people.

Just like the frightening face Jian Shuo made just now: "Oh!"

Ruan Mohan stared at the smashed cake and asked, "Where are the plates and forks?"

"No."

"Then how to eat?"

"Eat it with your hands."

Jian Shuo was grinning, not paying attention, scooped a big lump of butter with her fingers, stuffed it into her mouth: "It's delicious, it's delicious."

Ruan Mohan asked: "You did it?"

Jian Shuo let out a "hmm": "Is it amazing?"

"I just don't think there's anyone else who can put cream like this except you."

"Bah!" Jian Shuo shook her finger and asked her, "Do you want to eat or not?"

Ruan Mohan took the plastic knife she had just cut the cake from Jian Shuo: "Why don't you use the tools?"

"Aren't you fully evolved?"

"You know what a fart." Jian Shuo smiled: "Eat it with your fingers, it has a special flavor."

She watched Ruan Mohan use the tip of the plastic knife, carefully and vigilantly picked a little cream, and fed it into her mouth.

She also asked Jian Shuo: "Did you wash your hands when you made the cake?"

Jian Shuo let out a disdainful "chi" and felt that Ruan Mohan didn't seem to want to eat cake very much, and the cake was not tasty at all.

She scooped another big dollop of cream with her fingers, fed it into her mouth, and swallowed it whole.

When facing Ruan Mohan, she was always very hungry.

She hoped that Ruan Mohan's food was as delicious as hers, so it wouldn't be a waste.

So he pulled his finger out of his mouth, scooped out another big lump of butter, and handed it to Ruan Mohan:

"It tastes better when you eat it with your hands, really, try it."

"My hands have been licked clean by myself, not dirty."

A coquettish and innocent smile, sly and cruel eyes.

It is a flower that blooms in the dark.He's an unruly villain.

Maybe it was because of the falling star in the sky, it flickered for a moment, making people dizzy.

Ruan Mohan lowered his head and held Jian Shuo's fingers.

Jian Shuo was startled and lowered her head.

In fact, Ruan Mohan held Jian Shuo's fingers in his mouth for only a moment.

The tip of the tongue gently stirred, scraping off the cream on Jian Shuo's fingertips, and then let go.

Jian Shuo stood up with one finger in the warm night wind.

A little crystal on the finger is slowly dried by the night wind with the fragrance of roses.

At first, it was a little warm, a little damp, and a little itchy feeling from the tip of Ruan Mohan's tongue just now.

Later, it was a little cool, a little dry, and a little empty feeling after the lip package suddenly faded away.

Jian Shuo looked at Ruan Mohan in a daze.

The side face is cold, expressionless, with a slender and white neck, and the throat moves slightly.

There was a subtle and ambiguous grunt.

Swallowed a mouthful of cream she made.

Jian Shuo asked inexplicably, "Is it sweet?"

Maybe what Jian Shuo asked was not about the taste of the cake.

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo: "It's average."

Jian Shuo let out a very disdainful "chi".

As if taking revenge, she used her fingers to scoop out another large lump of cream, mixed with the soft and moist cake body, and stuffed it viciously into her mouth.

"I just think it's delicious." The tone was triumphant: "The most delicious in the world."

Tsk tsk sucking on his cream-coated fingers.

It was the one that Ruan Mohan sucked just now.

Ruan Mohan looked at her without saying a word, walked to the side bench and sat down, put the wine glass away, and took out a cigarette from his handbag to smoke.

Jian Shuo stood by the small Roman column, swallowing the cake she made whole.

wolf.It was windy and cloudy.

Ruan Mohan was smoking a cigarette with indifferent eyes.

Just like what Jian Shuo said, when she was around Ruan Mohan, she always seemed very hungry.

Ruan Mohan raised his head, exhaled a wisp of light smoke, and pointed at one or two stars hanging from the sky.

She thought, if it wasn't for the sudden flash of the star just now, it would be dizzying.

Will she still lower her head and bite Jian Shuo's fingers?

At this time, a coquettish chuckle sounded beside her, amidst the faint fragrance of roses, this kind of laughter, like a night elf, made people feel that they were not in the world.

Ruan Mohan turned his head and saw Jian Shuo sitting on the bench beside her.

One leg rests on the knee of the other, swaying in the night wind.

The night wind was like a hand, stroking Jian Shuo's plaid skirt, and then stroking her fair and slender calf.

Ruan Mohan looked at the cake on the Roman pillar again.

It has been almost eaten by Jian Shuo.

There are only some crumbs of the cake body and the smashed cream left, which is a mess.

Ruan Mohan was smoking a cigarette, smelling the faint fragrance of roses and faint butter in the air, mixed with the coquettish dahlia fragrance on Jian Shuo's body.

The real summer is coming.

Hot, restless, full of hormones, people can't help but want to be excited and in love, summer.

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo's face: "It's stained with cream."

"where?"

Jian Shuo directly stuck out her tongue to lick, but missed.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand and lightly tapped his lips, signaling to Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo licked again, but still missed.

Ruan Mohan glanced at her indifferently, and stretched out his hand.

Jian Shuo smiled: "So kind?"

"Otherwise I will point it out to you several times." Ruan Mohan said coldly with a cigarette in his other hand: "I'm afraid of trouble."

Her long and white fingers gently wiped Jian Shuo's lips.

The girl's lips were soft, with a bit of moisture that she had just licked with her tongue, like the most delicate rose petals with dew on them.

Even the colors are the same.Obviously, in order to look good as a middle school student, she didn't even wear lipstick, but the most natural rose pink appeared in the magnificent lavender night.

Ruan Mohan's expression was indifferent, and he wiped a little cream off Jian Shuo's lips with his fingers.

She stretched out her finger in front of Jian Shuo.

Jian Shuo laughed jokingly: "Why?"

Ruan Mohan expressionless: "Eat."

Jian Shuo's slender eyebrows raised: "Seduce me?"

Ruan Mohan looked even colder: "I hate wasting food."

Jian Shuo grinned and said "Oh".

He lowered his head and held Ruan Mohan's fingers in his mouth.

Deliberately, the tip of the tongue is like a vine swaying in the wind, twisting and twisting obsessively, and finally hooking the tip of the tongue.

Only then did the little bit of cream be licked away.

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette expressionlessly, watching Jian Shuo suck his fingers.

There was also a coquettish smile, and when he held his fingers in his mouth, he raised his eyes and looked at her with a charming and seductive look.

Ruan Mohan waited for Jian Shuo to lick the cream with a calm face, and immediately pulled out his fingers.

Jian Shuo swallowed the cream: "Ha, I just said that the cake I made is the best."

Ruan Mohan ignored her and didn't even look at her, smoking his own cigarette.

Jian Shuo said "Hello" twice, seeing that Ruan Mohan didn't respond, he let out a "hum" out of boredom.

The stars in the sky are shining, and the roses in the bushes are fragrant.

Not far away, in a fairy-tale-like house with a pointed roof, soft and faint music came.

Jian Shuo sang a song beside her boredly:

"A garland of roses,

with a bag of flowers,

Ah Choo, Ah Choo,

We will all fall. (Note 1)"

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo while smoking a cigarette: "Can you be quiet for a while?"

"No." Jian Shuo laughed and said loudly, "No!"

"A garland of roses,

With a bag of flowers..."

Ruan Mohan held the cigarette in his mouth, took out the bluetooth headset from his handbag, and put it on.

The cold voice of the familiar female singer sounded:

"The heart is yours,

I borrow it for sustenance,

But became my demon. (Note 2)"

Jian Shuo kept "hello" next to Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan ignored her.

She stretched out a flirtatious face in front of Ruan Mohan again, her eyes narrowed like a cat, and she continued to "hello".

Ruan Mohan still ignored her.

She rolled her eyes and reached out her hand directly.

He wanted to pick off the earphone in Ruan Mohan's ear.

Ruan Mohan opened Jian Shuo's hand with one hand without a cigarette.

Jian Shuo exaggeratedly covered the back of her hand and shouted: "Ah!"

The sound reached Ruan Mohan's ears through the Bluetooth headset.

Ruan Mohan wore earphones, smoked a cigarette expressionlessly and looked ahead, thinking that Jian Shuo beside him would do some tricks.

Unexpectedly, Jian Shuo fell silent——

Ruan Mohan followed her gaze, and the figures of Yang Haining and Bai Jingxian appeared.

It seemed that Jiang Kailun wanted to leave the banquet first, Yang Haining and Bai Jingxian were very polite, and accompanied Jian Ming to send Jiang Kailun out.

Yang Haining wore an elegant cheongsam as before, and Bai Jingxian wore a white evening dress with a protruding belly.

Jian Ming sent Jiang Kailun to the garage, Bai Jingxian supported Yang Haining, and stood in front of the heavy wooden door with German-style carvings to watch him off.

Ruan Mohan suddenly felt a gentle wind around him.

When she turned her head to look, all she could see was a plaid skirt.

Jian Shuo has stood up and is running towards the gate of Jian's house.

Jian Shuo...still want to go home?To Yang Haining and Bai Jingxian...she still can't help being attached?

Ruan Mohan panicked and stretched out his hand suddenly.

She subconsciously wanted to grab Jian Shuo's fair wrist.

He stretched out his hand and grasped it, but only caught a gust of wind——

There was a void.