The most ruthless is her

Facing Ruan Mohan's question, Jian Shuo was taken aback.

"Wish?" She squinted her eyes, her long eyelashes brushed Ruan Mohan's soft silk shirt: "Let's increase the monthly salary from [-] to [-]!"

Ruan Mohan stretched out his slender fingers and flicked Jian Shuo's forehead.

Jian Shuo: "Oh!"

A sincere temptation: "How about growing to three hundred?"

Ruan Mohan flicked her forehead again.

The action is neat and unrelenting.

Ruan Mohan: "Speak well."

"What do you want most in your life?"

Jian Shuo let out a "ha": "Enough money! Inexhaustible beautiful clothes and high heels! Inexhaustible delicious food!"

Ruan Mohan's slender fingers stretched out again, and the middle finger and index finger formed a circle.

She's going to play, she's going to play again.

Jane Shuo: ...

Ruan Mohan: "Be honest, I'll give you one last chance."

Jian Shuo thought for a while: "I want someone to play with me."

Ruan Mohan: "That's it?"

Jian Shuo: "Play with me forever."

Ruan Mohan took his hand back, put it on Jian Shuo's head again, and stroked it: "Okay."

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

He spoke again: "Just play with me forever."

"it is good."

"Always play with me alone, without even looking at others."

"it is good."

"I will always play with me alone, without even looking at others, until I die."

"No, not until death, after death, in the next life, in the next life, in the next life, in the next life..."

She buried her head in Ruan Mohan's arms, and when she spoke, her lips, like eyelashes, kept rubbing against Ruan Mohan's soft silk shirt.

Through a thin layer of shirt, Ruan Mohan's lower abdomen can feel Jian Shuo's lips, which are as soft as the petals of a summer night rose.

Listening to Jian Shuo, she turned into a noisy parrot again.

"Okay." Ruan Mohan said lightly.

Jian Shuo was startled again.

She raised her head and looked into Ruan Mohan's light brown eyes: "Ruan Mohan, are you serious?"

Ruan Mohan nodded lightly.

Jian Shuo smiled slyly: "Then how do you guarantee it?"

Ruan Mohan: "How do you guarantee it?"

Jian Shuo thought for a while: "Write a letter of guarantee."

Ruan Mohan: "There are pens and paper on the desk."

She let go of Jian Shuo and walked towards the desk.

The slender wrist was grabbed by Jian Shuo behind him.

Jian Shuo pulled her back, turned around, faced herself, rested her head on Ruan Mohan's belly again, took Ruan Mohan's hand, and placed it on her head.

Ruan Mohan caressed him one after another, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Didn't you want to write a letter of guarantee?"

Jian Shuo smiled slyly and lazily: "Who said it was written with a pen."

"You have to write...a book in blood."

"Cut your finger, blood flow out of your head, bang, bang, bang."

Jian Shuo laughed "giggling", like a bored villain who has just discovered some interesting game.

Ruan Qingyin protested: "Are you crazy? That hurts so much!"

"Does it hurt? I don't think it hurts enough." Jian Shuo smiled, turned her head in Ruan Mohan's arms, revealed one eye, and winked slyly at Ruan Qingyin: "The more it hurts, the deeper you remember, right? "

Ruan Qingyin: "That can't be..."

Ruan Mohan said suddenly: "Okay."

"There's a knife on the coffee table."

She wanted to turn around, but stopped again.

Jian Shuo: "What?" The voice trembled.

Ruan Mohan: "I was thinking that if a compass pricks a finger, the area will be smaller and the pressure will be greater, the bleeding points will be more concentrated, and the strokes should be easier to write..."

Jian Shuo smiled "puchi", the trembling in her voice disappeared.

Ruan Qingyin said loudly: "Mom! Are you crazy with the servant?"

Ruan Mohan: "Yinyin, where is your schoolbag? Lend me the compass..."

When Ruan Mohan turned around, Jian Shuo raised her hand and hugged Ruan Mohan's slender waist tightly, like a cat hanging on her body.

Jian Shuo: "No need."

"Ok?"

"No compass, no knife, no bloody book."

She leaned her head against Ruan Mohan's belly and rubbed it twice: "As long as you promise, I will believe you."

Ruan Mohan stood still.

The hand placed on Jian Shuo's head was raised, then lowered, stroking again and again.

"it is good."

"I promise." Ruan Mohan said lightly.

******

Ruan Mohan worked at the desk for a while.

When she took off the bluetooth headset and walked to the sofa, Jian Shuo and Ruan Qingyin were watching a horror movie.

A very old movie, with a slightly yellowish tone, and not high-definition picture quality, which adds to the weird feeling.

The raised axe.Labyrinth of night.The man's body was condensed into a terrifying statue by ice and snow.

Ruan Mohan glanced lightly at the TV screen, then at Jian Shuo and Ruan Qingyin.

Ruan Qingyin has watched this movie many times, and at this moment she was reminding Jian Shuo: "Don't blink, the key plot is coming."

Jian Shuo: "Mmmmm."

Ruan Qingyin looked at her and said "ha": "You are not afraid, are you?"

"Who's scared?" Jian Shuo said loudly, "I've watched so many horror movies with you, have you ever seen me scared?"

Jian Shuo sat cross-legged on the sofa, Ruan Mohan glanced at her feet that were pressed under her legs, the toes were tightly curled up and trembling.

Ruan Mohan said lightly: "Servant."

Jian Shuo jumped up all of a sudden: "Here!"

Ruan Qingyin became suspicious and squinted at Jian Shuo.

Ruan Mohan: "It's dinner time, go cook the noodles."

"it is good!"

Jian Shuo turned her head and went back to the kitchen.

"Servant!" Ruan Qingyin shouted behind her: "Usually you complain about cooking noodles, why are you so happy today?"

"I have a monthly salary now! Two hundred and fifty! I'm motivated!"

Ruan Qingyin pressed the pause button: "I'll watch it with you when you're done."

"No, no, look for yourself, don't wait for me, a mere servant."

"you……"

"Yes, yes, I finally recognize my identity!"

Jian Shuo slipped into the kitchen without looking back.

Just as he was about to close the door with a "bang" to block out the toothache sound effects of horror movies, a slender hand pushed the door.

Ruan Mohan followed the kitchen.

Jian Shuo quietly glanced at Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan...did she see that she was afraid, so she let her cook in the kitchen as a cover?She doesn't know either.

"I haven't told you what noodles to make today."

"Don't you make green pepper shredded pork noodles every day?"

Jian Shuo is a real kitchen scum. After so many days of cooking a green pepper shredded pork noodle, he still hasn't unlocked it.

Ruan Mohan: "Did I buy green peppers? Did I buy shredded pork?"

Jian Shuo was taken aback: "That's right."

She smiled slyly and said, "Oh, Ruan Mohan, the management master, do you sometimes forget things?"

She clapped her hands in celebration: "Oh, it's so funny!"

Ruan Mohan expressionless: "Did I say I forgot?"

"Cook plain noodles tonight, and cook three more boiled eggs, and leave the eggs in the refrigerator."

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

"Why?" Jian Shuo: "So bland?"

Ruan Mohan explained indifferently: "I feel sick to my stomach today."

gone.

******

When Ruan Mohan closed the kitchen door and walked back to the living room, Ruan Qingyin faced the TV screen that was pressed to pause, and sat on the sofa dangling her legs, bored.

Ruan Mohan walked over and down.

Ruan Qingyin turned her head and glanced at Ruan Mohan: "Mom, is today the servant's birthday?"

"Why did you guess it was your birthday?"

"If it was another day, you would never say that you are going to be handed over to the servant."

Ruan Qingyin raised her head proudly: "You are my mother alone."

Ruan Mohan pursed the corners of his lips, stretched out his hand, and touched Ruan Qingyin's head.

Ruan Qingyin dodged.

Ruan Mohan: "Today is not the servant's birthday, her birthday was two weeks ago."

"It's just that I just found out today, so I want to make up for her."

Ruan Qingyin glanced at the dining table: "Then why is there no birthday cake?"

"The servant doesn't like to celebrate her birthday, it's me, I will celebrate her quietly."

Ruan Qingyin was shocked: "There are children in this world who don't like birthdays?"

Ruan Mohan pursed his lips again: "Is she a child?"

Ruan Qingyin nodded without hesitation: "She is nine years old and I am 26 years old. I think our ages should be reversed."

Ruan Mohan: "She doesn't like to celebrate her birthday because something very bad happened on her birthday."

"How bad is it?"

"So bad that I don't want to tell you about that."

Ruan Qingyin thought for a while and nodded.

Pick up the remote control and press the play button of the movie.

Ruan Mohan: "Why, why don't you wait for the servants to read it together?"

Ruan Qingyin hummed: "For her birthday's sake, let her go."

Ruan Mohan pursed his lips again.

Yuantou Ruan Qingyin knows everything.

******

Jian Shuo brought three bowls of noodles to the dining table: "Dinner is here! Dinner is here! Dinner is here!"

Ruan Mohan: "Yinyin, wash your hands and eat."

Ruan Qingyin walked to the dining table: "You can overturn a bowl of plain noodles, I really admire you."

The noodles are lumpy, the onion is very broken, and the soup is greasy and not refreshing.

Jian Shuo: "What do you know! You are so lonely when you have a few faces!"

She went into the kitchen and took out three boiled eggs.

Sitting at the dining table, staring thoughtfully at the eggs in his hands, two in his left hand and one in his right.

Ruan Mo said coldly: "Don't even think about it."

Jane Shuo: ...

She was really wondering if the three boiled eggs could be thrown back and forth like a ball in a clown's hand.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Jian Shuo held the egg, a little reluctantly.

It would be fun if you could throw your head like a clown.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand and looked at her indifferently: "Shake hands."

It's hard for Jian Shuo to control herself, not to look at that white and slender palm.

Jian Shuo has heard of a plant called catnip, which is fatally attractive to cats. She feels that Ruan Mohan's hands are like her catnip.

She said to herself in her heart: Don't let it go!

Hands are involuntarily put up.

Ruan Mohan took the two eggs she was holding, one for himself and one for Ruan Qingyin.

Jane Shuo: ...

Now she has only one egg, and she can't play the game of tossing the ball anyway.

Jian Shuo screamed "Ah".

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Too much."

"Why?" Jian Shuo was very vigilant.

"Too much."

Jian Shuo approached Ruan Mohan suspiciously.

Ruan Mohan lifted the egg with his hands, and with a quick "snap", knocked the egg on Jian Shuo's forehead.

Jian Shuo covered her forehead with a "wow": "Ruan Mohan, what are you doing! If you don't want me to scream, just say it! What kind of hands are you moving!"

Ruan Mohan ignored her protest and peeled the eggshell indifferently.

By the way, he praised her indifferently: "Yes, the head is very hard."

Jian Shuo covered her forehead and stared at Ruan Mohan.

Hard head?Round head?What kind of compliment did Ruan Mohan give her?

She was about to protest, she opened her mouth aggressively, and Ruan Mohan stuffed a whole peeled egg into her mouth.

Jian Shuo's entire mouth was blocked: "Ummmmmm!"

Ruan Mohan said indifferently: "There is a tradition in my hometown, eat a boiled egg, and any bad things will be over."

"So I wish you, abandon the bad habits of the past, change your mind, and become a cat again."

What she didn't say is that cooking plain noodles and rolling eggs are both birthday traditions in her hometown.

Jian Shuo finally swallowed the egg that Ruan Mohan had stuffed into her mouth, her cheeks were bulging and she was very annoyed: "Who do you call a cat?"

While biting the egg, he said: "I don't like you cultural people! If you eat eggs, you will eat eggs, and you will find a lot of excuses."

He gave a very disdainful "chi" sound, but his mouth was filled with eggs, and the "chi" also had no momentum.

Jian Shuo chewed faster, finally swallowed the egg, took another big mouthful of noodle soup, and said clearly for the first time: "嗤"!

Only then did he smile with satisfaction and applaud himself.

Ruan Qingyin glanced at her: "Aren't you a cultural person? Didn't you go to college?"

Jian Shuo: "I've been there before, but a diploma for studying abroad is basically equivalent to buying it."

Ruan Mohan: "Yinyin, if you don't study hard, you will become like this when you grow up."

Ruan Qingyin was shocked: "I must study hard!"

Jian Shuo was dissatisfied: "How do you educate your children?"

Ruan Mohan used a spoon to skim off the oil on the surface of the noodle soup before he lowered his head to eat the noodles.

Jian Shuo: "Why don't you cherish the fruits of my labor at all? Don't you hate waste the most?"

Ruan Mohan: "The greatest waste is harmful to the body. Excessive intake of oil will lead to excessive cholesterol and fatty acids in the blood, which will adhere to and deposit on blood vessels..."

Jian Shuo covered her ears with her hands: "Ahhh! Ahhh!"

Ruan Mohan had no expression on his face, he glanced at Jian Shuo's egg on the table, and then at Jian Shuo's grown mouth.

Jian Shuo's fear of almost choking to death on an egg surged into his heart, so he stopped screaming immediately.

She held the egg in her hand, and turned her head to play with it like ADHD: "Why do you eat the egg, and all the bad things go away?"

"Why are you so stupid?" Ruan Qingyin: "Because the eggs are rolling, what's wrong with them, once the eggs roll, they all roll over."

Jian Shuo glanced at her: "Ruan Mohan told you this story before, right?"

Ruan Qingyin snorted disdainfully: "I have at least the ability of association and reasoning."

Jian Shuo slapped the table: "Who are you mocking?"

Ruan Mohan cleared his throat lightly: "Cough."

He took out the Bluetooth headset from his pocket and placed it lightly on the table.

Ruan Qingyin lowered her voice: "Look, you make mom feel noisy."

Jian Shuo became angry: "It's you!"

Ruan Qingyin also said angrily, "It's you!"

Ruan Mohan tapped two more points on the table with his slender fingers.

Jian Shuo and Ruan Qingyin stared at each other and stopped talking.

Jian Shuo picked up the egg she put on the table: "I have serious questions to ask, can I talk?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at her.

"Does the egg have to be hit on the forehead to be effective?"

Ruan Mohan pursed the corners of his lips very subtly.

Ruan Qingyin at the side already knew that it is not only on the forehead, but also on the table.

But Ruan Mohan nodded: "Yes, it must be hit on the forehead."

Jian Shuo held the egg and looked at Ruan Mohan, who was expressionless.

Jane Shuo: ...

She looked at Ruan Qingyin again, and Ruan Qingyin immediately said, "Mom!"

Jane Shuo: ...

With a "hum", she took the egg and smashed it on her forehead, making another crisp and loud "pop".

Ruan Mohan praised her indifferently again: "Yes, the head is really hard."

Jian Shuo began to peel the egg viciously, complaining loudly while peeling: "Why is this egg so difficult to peel!"

Sometimes Ruan Mohan felt that Jian Shuo was very similar to Ruan Qingyin who suffered from sensory integration disorder.

Very impatient, easily agitated, and have difficulty concentrating.

Peeling eggs, which is very simple for ordinary people, is extremely difficult for her.For example, the morning after they became intimate, the egg that Jian Shuo peeled for her was as bumpy as the surface of the moon.

Ruan Mohan asked indifferently: "Do you want me to help you?"

Jian Shuo said viciously, "No!"

Compete with that egg yourself.

Ruan Qingyin watched Jian Shuo peel the eggs with great interest, as if watching a funny show.

Ruan Mohan reminded her softly: "Hurry up and eat the noodles."

He also bowed his head, not paying attention to Jian Shuo, and ate noodles neatly.

I do not know how long it has been.

An egg that had been peeled and pitted was handed to Ruan Mohan.

Jian Shuo's voice sounded from the side: "Didn't you say that if you eat eggs, all the bad things will pass?"

"Ruan Mohan, you eat too."

Ruan Mohan was slightly taken aback.

But Jian Shuo's voice was serious for a moment, and then he was wronged and shouted: "Ruan Mohan! There are eggs in my nails, what should I do!"

******

late at night.

After taking a shower, Ruan Mohan was smoking a cigarette on the balcony.

She remembered the scene at Jian's house this afternoon.

The product jointly launched by LINGYIN and GS should be available next week without any surprises.All the equity in Yang Haining's hands has been handed over to Jian Ming. Jian Ming invited Yang Haining to the company when he was working overtime yesterday, just to cheer up the middle and senior management.

Ruan Mohan has a lot of questions to ask Yang Haining, and the meeting on the rooftop is her chance.

She didn't expect Yang Haining to invite her to Jian's house today.

Not to mention that Yang Haining would be honest and tell her everything.

When leaving the Jian Zhai in the afternoon, Yang Haining patted Ruan Mohan's hand like many times before saying goodbye: "Ah Shuo, I'll leave it to you."

Ruan Mohan: "Grandma, I've always wanted to ask."

"why me?"

Yang Haining smiled: "My eyes can see people."

"A Shuo is like a knife."

"But you, Miss Ruan, you can be her scabbard."

This time Ruan Mohan's answer was: "Okay."

"do not worry."

Before leaving, the last thing Yang Haining told Ruan Mohan was Jian Shuo's birthday.

June [-], Gemini.

Yang Haining: "Ah Shuo never celebrates her birthday, she seems to hate herself. Her birth led to her mother's death."

"After so many years, she may even have forgotten which day her birthday is."

"Bai Jingxian is considerate and follows her wishes, not celebrating her birthday."

"I'm afraid of my brain hemangioma, I won't be able to survive the surgery, if I leave..."

"Miss Ruan, you have to remember that Ah Shuo's birthday is on June [-]th."

Ruan Mohan's answer at that time was: "Okay, I will remember."

"From this year to every year in the future."

******

When thinking of this, Ruan Mohan made a "shua" sound behind him.

Jian Shuo was the same as every day, with her hair blown to half dry, she opened the glass door and walked to the balcony.

Leaning against the railing, the person leaned down, his black and thick long curly hair scattered in the air, fluffy.

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette: "Too far."

Jian Shuo didn't get up, and moved a little closer to Ruan Mohan along the railing.

Ruan Mohan's hand without a cigarette stretched out his head, touching Jian Shuo's cheek, there was a tuft of fluffy curly hair.

Wrap the curly hair around your fingertips, make a circle, and let go.

Cool and slippery.

The same scent as her hair, very familiar.

Ruan Mohan withdrew his hand and took a puff of cigarette.

Jian Shuo kept leaning back, shaking her head, shaking her long hair in the night wind, like a cat, shaking its fluffy tail: "Hey, Ruan Mohan."

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette and did not speak.

Jian Shuo: "Is what you said today true?"

Ruan Mohan said indifferently, "Is what true?"

Jian Shuo straightened up all of a sudden, staring at Ruan Mohan: "It's because you said you only play with me!"

Ruan Mohan let out an "oh".

"Oh what?" Jian Shuo: "Tell me, is it true?"

She seemed to suddenly remember that Ruan Mohan didn't write the blood letter: "You won't regret it so soon, will you?"

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette, but still didn't speak, his half-drooped eyes looked at the bushes downstairs like every day.

Jian Shuo leaned back again, and put her face close to Ruan Mohan's eyes, Ruan Mohan's lowered eyes must see her.

"Tell me, are you just playing with me?"

"Is it? Is it? Is it?"

"In the next life? In the next life? In the next life? In the next life?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at Jian Shuo, as if he thought she was noisy.

He turned around and left.

Jian Shuo secretly raised his body a little bit, peeking at Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan walked into the living room, with his back at the desk, swaying twice.

Jian Shuo leaned back again, and continued to read: "To the next life? To the next life?"

She thought to herself: Ruan Mohan wouldn't just leave her alone, right?

If she kept reading, Ruan Mohan would always notice her, right?

But Ruan Mohan never showed up again.

Jian Shuo became angry, like a puff, and became louder: "Will you be in your next life? Will you be in your next life?"

No, the number seems to be wrong, and the last sentence seems to be missing a "next."

Jian Shuo shook her head irritably, letting her thick long hair fly wildly in the night wind.

Ah ah ah ah ah!Counting is such a distracting task!She hates counting!

But she hates Ruan Mohan ignoring her even more!

She wanted to see if Ruan Mohan would really ignore her like this, and read aloud: "To the next next life? To the next next life?"

If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake, and if you make a mistake, you must continue to read!

If Ruan Mohan kept on reading like this, she would just...she would...

Before he thought of making threats in his heart, Ruan Mohan did.

Standing back to the original place, smoking a cigarette, her half-down eyes just met Jian Shuo's dark pupils.

The light brown pupils were clear and cold, and the moonlight fell in, but couldn't shine through, stirring up a layer of mist.

Mixed with the fir fragrance of Ruan Mohan's body, it is like a forest under the moon, so that lost travelers are willing to go in and never find their way back.

Jian Shuo didn't know how she stopped talking about it.

She lowered her head, so quiet that she didn't look like herself.

Just quietly looked at Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan also looked at her quietly.

Another gust of night wind stirred Jian Shuo's curly hair that was hanging down, and also stirred the long hair hanging on the side of Ruan Mohan's face, flying in strands.

Jian Shuo said suddenly: "I hate the wind."

Really, she even envied and hated the wind blowing Ruan Mohan's long hair.

Ruan Mohan looked at her blankly, as if he didn't hear Jian Shuo's words.

With the night wind, Ruan Mohan's long hair was lifted higher, and Jian Shuo suddenly saw: "Ruan Mohan, you are actually wearing a Bluetooth headset!"

"Am I really that noisy?!"

She wanted to straighten up all of a sudden, but Ruan Mohan stretched out a slender finger, tapped her forehead lightly, and held it down.

Jian Shuo remained motionless like a cat.

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent, withdrew his hand, took off the bluetooth earphone from his left ear, and stuffed it into Jian Shuo's left ear.

Jian Shuo has always maintained that posture of leaning back, feeling the night wind blowing on her long hair, ears, neck and neck.

There is also a faint moonlight, sprinkled on her forehead and cheeks.

The earphones in the ears still carried a little bit of Ruan Mohan's skin temperature.The female singer with a cold voice in the earphones is singing:

"The world is too dull,

You have to play with me.

Thirsty and sleepy together, drunk together,

Not happy, go to the void together,

Be wrong together and be right together... (Remark 1)"

Jian Shuo lowered her head quietly, her dark pupils met Ruan Mohan's light brown pupils.

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette and said lightly: "If you are really worried..."

"If you want me to make up the blood book, that's fine."

She stretched out her slender index finger, poked it over, and stuffed it directly into Jian Shuo's mouth, wiggling the tip of Jian Shuo's tongue: "Take a bite."

"Bite."