The most ruthless is her

When Ruan Mohan was walking towards the hospital parking lot, he saw Jian Shuo sitting on the flower bed beside the parking lot.

Gently shaking her slender calf, she was unexpectedly honest.

The street lamps showed a little yellow, shining through the insects flying around the lamppost, the dim yellow light spilled down, covering Jian Shuo's body with a layer of fluffy edges.

The sharp and strange feeling of the whole person has been softened by the light. From a distance, it looks like any ordinary girl in her 20s.

Ruan Mohan gradually approached, only to find that Jian Shuo was not honest at all.

First, he looked up at the tree and quarreled with the cicada on the tree: "I got it! I got it! I got it!"

Staring down at the grass again, he quarreled with the crickets in the grass: "chirp! chirp! chirp!"

Hearing Ruan Mohan's footsteps, he jumped down from the flower bed and ran to Ruan Mohan's side with a smile.

Ruan Mohan said indifferently, "It's so noisy."

Jian Shuo hummed: "What do you know, quarrels need to be loud and powerful."

"There was a cat coming over just now, and I have already harassed it away!"

She was laughing and joking, as if she was boasting of some great achievements.

Ruan Mohan glanced at her and walked in the direction of his car.

Jian Shuo followed behind her, arguing with the crickets in the grass beside the road all the way: "chirp! chirp! chirp!"

"She's fine." Ruan Mohan said suddenly.

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

With a vicious "sneer": "Who wants to know this."

"I didn't say you wanted to know." Ruan Mohan said indifferently, "I just said it casually."

Jian Shuo lowered his head and did not speak, kicking a small round stone, surpassing Ruan Mohan.

The small stone hit the curb and bounced back, hit the toe of Jian Shuo's high-heeled shoes, a small gray spot.

Jian Shuo yelled: "I'm so annoying!" He kicked the pebble far away.

Looking at the pebbles disappearing into the grass from a distance, he was slightly dazed again.

The pale yellow street lamps chased after us. It was late, and there were few people walking around in the hospital. There was only the sound of cicadas and insects, making the surroundings seem particularly quiet.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand and pulled Jian Shuo's hair: "Who are you calling annoying?"

"When you had noodles with them at noon today, did you just say that I was bored?"

Jian Shuo muttered in a low voice, "I didn't mean you were annoying."

Ruan Mohan let go of Jian Shuo's hair, tapped Jian Shuo's back with his slender fingers: "Turn around."

Jian Shuo didn't turn around: "Why?"

Ruan Mohan climbed up with his fingers, got into the collar of his suit, touched the tooth marks he had bitten out, and tapped again: "Turn around."

Jian Shuo is like a cat, that skin is already sensitive, plus the special feeling brought by the tooth marks.

Shaking slightly, he turned around sullenly.

Ruan Mohan's hand, like a feather, or a fallen leaf that has accumulated over time, gently caresses the side of Jian Shuo's face.

"You're ugly." Ruan Mohan said.

Jian Shuo was taken aback.

Ruan Mohan said: "It seems that the peak of your appearance was when you were three years old, which is a pity."

She withdrew her hand and continued walking in the direction where she parked.

Jian Shuo followed hesitantly: "You..."

Ruan Mohan didn't look back: "Well, I saw a picture of you when you were three years old."

Jian Shuo spat viciously: "The only one she can use now is me, just pretending."

Ruan Mohan said lightly, "Maybe."

A photo hidden for 23 years, pretending to be 23 years old?

That pretending to be pretending should also come true.

Ruan Mohan heard footsteps behind him, slowed down, slowed down, and dragged farther and farther.

Ruan Mohan turned his head.

Seeing Jian Shuo and her, there was already a distance between them, standing alone under the halo of a street lamp, the shadow was drawn long.

Ruan Mohan looked at Jian Shuo indifferently.

Jian Shuo murmured and asked: "The old lady is so cruel, she says that wicked people live for thousands of years, so she should live like an immortal, right?"

"Maybe." Ruan Mohan: "Her ward is on the seventh floor, do you want to go and see?"

"I'm not going, it's so disgusting!" Jian Shuo spat again viciously.

Ruan Mohan turned his head: "Well, okay." He was ready to move on.

Suddenly, there was a hug from behind.

Jian Shuo hugged her from behind.

His head was buried on her shoulder, his forehead rubbed against her neck through Ruan Mohan's soft long hair.

"Ruan Mohan." Jian Shuo buried her face, her voice sounded muffled: "You won't die, will you?"

Ruan Mohan stood quietly.

After a long time, he raised his hand and patted Jian Shuo's arm hugging her shoulder twice: "It's so stupid."

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Jian Shuo grabbed it.

"You said."

Ruan Mohan held Jian Shuo's hand instead, and pinched her palm hard.

Jane Shuo let out an "ah".

Ruan Mohan: "Yes, not dead."

"Before you die, don't die."

"Also." Jian Shuo buried her head on Ruan Mohan's shoulder: "If I die, you can't live alone."

"Otherwise I'll become a ghost, coming to shake your lamp every day, creaking and creaking, annoying you to death."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Ruan Mohan shook off her hand, and walked forward without looking back: "I'm so annoyed by you right now."

Jian Shuo chased after her with a smile: "Ruan Mohan, hello, Ruan Mohan."

"How do you think we can die on the same day?"

"No, it's not enough to die on the same day. How can we die on the same day, at the same minute and at the same second?"

"Say it, say it, say it!"

"Say it, say it, say it!"

Started to look like a noisy parrot again.

Ruan Mo said coldly, "You commit suicide first, and then come and kill me."

Jian Shuo smiled: "Good idea!"

After a second, he realized: "How can I kill you if I commit suicide? Ruan Mohan, you're lying to me again!"

"Ruan Mohan, hello, Ruan Mohan!"

The street lamps stretched out the shadows of the two of them.

One in front and one in back, overlapping together, from a distance, it seems to be fused together.

It doesn't look so lonely.

******

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ruan Mohanna.

Ruan Qingyin turned off the TV and stood up from the sofa: "Mom, I'm going to read a picture book and get ready for bed."

Now that it is summer vacation, there is plenty of time, Ruan Qingyin has already taken a shower and dried her hair early.

Ruan Mohan: "Okay."

Jian Shuo bit her pen and turned to look at her: "I'm still studying here, why did you go to bed first? It's not kind."

Ruan Qingyin: "You are repaying the debt because you didn't study hard before."

Ruan Mohan: "Yinyin, so what you should have learned at the age of nine, you should have learned at the age of nine."

Jian Shuo was angry: "Ruan Mohan, don't use me as a negative teaching material every time to teach children!"

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent: "No, I'm actually mocking you with an educational voice."

Ruan Qing sounded a loud "ha": "Servant, I'm going to sleep, don't envy me too much."

Jian Shuo: "I'm envious!"

Then he yawned.

Ruan Qingyin laughed and left.

Jian Shuo lay down on the table: "I'm sleepy, and I want to sleep too."

Ruan Mohan reached out to Jian Shuo's ear with his slender fingers, and knocked on the table: "Don't pretend, you can play games secretly under the quilt until two o'clock in the night."

Jian Shuo: "You don't understand, playing games and studying are two different things."

"You can play games all night, but you will be sleepy at nine o'clock when you study."

Ruan Mohan: "If you don't read this chapter today, I will fire you."

Jian Shuo thought for a while, that would not work.

Listening is indeed much more fun than W Hotel.

It was so fun that the back of her neck was still aching.

She sighed: "Ruan Mohan, I really don't understand, please explain to me."

Ruan Mohan's fingers fluttered on the computer keyboard, busy with his work: "Have you figured out how to repay me?"

Jian Shuo stretched out her head in front of Ruan Mohan, said with a low voice, "Touch it."

Ruan Mohan: "Is this considered a repayment?"

Jian Shuo stretched her head stubbornly: "It's okay not to touch it, just take a look first."

"Look, look, look."

In this case, Ruan Mohan usually chooses the most efficient method and follows Jian Shuo's wishes in order to prevent Jian Shuo from continuing to make noise.

Ruan Mohan glanced at it.

Jian Shuo lowered her head and smiled: "Is my head round?"

"Is it furry?"

"Does it look good?"

Ruan Mohan: ...

Jian Shuo discovered that if Ruan Mohan's palm was the catnip that was fatally attractive to her, then her head was also fatally attractive to Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan looked like he wanted to masturbate anytime.

She lowered her head, her tone was like a cat's, lazy and charming: "Ruan Mohan, why don't you touch it."

Ruan Mohan couldn't hold back and touched it.

I touched it again and rubbed it twice.

Jian Shuo looked up and saw Ruan Mohan's face was cold and forbearing, but behind the coldness, there was still an unusual satisfaction.

Jane Shuo: ...

She asked Ruan Mohan: "You like petting cats so much, why don't you have one?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at her inexplicably.

Jian Shuo suddenly realized: what kind of stupid question is she asking?Didn't Ruan Mohan adopt her?

She slapped the table: "Ruan Mohan, you are right! You must not raise other cats! You can only raise me!"

"Admitted?" Ruan Mohan looked at her: "You are a cat?"

Jian Shuo rolled her eyes: "Occasionally."

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and spread out his palm: "Shake hands."

Jane Shuo: ...

He put his hand up involuntarily.

Ruan Mohan shook her hand twice, then looked at her expressionlessly: "Call."

Jian Shuo: "... Meow."

Ruan Mohan was still looking at her.

Jian Shuo: "Meow meow!"

Ruan Mohan reached out and touched her head again: "What don't you understand?"

For the first time, Jian Shuo discovered that learning is such a joyful thing.

Maybe she didn't think about studying.

Ruan Mohan is so smart, so fragrant, so good at speaking, and so good-looking.

A chapter of the book was finished quickly, and she asked Jian Shuo lightly: "Do you understand?"

Jian Shuo found that he really understood.

If she had such a teacher when she was in school, she would have been admitted to Harvard and Yale, why would she go abroad to buy a diploma!

Ruan Mohan continued to face the computer and handle his work.

Jian Shuo was lying on one side, looking at Ruan Mohan with her head resting on her arms.

She felt that if she watched Ruan Mohan's work like this, she could watch it all day.

Until Ruan Mohan closed the computer.

Jian Shuo asked, "Are you done with your work?"

Ruan Mohan nodded.

Jian Shuo sat up straight, leaned close to Ruan Mohan's ear, and kissed: "I learned to be so good tonight..."

"Shouldn't you give me a little reward?"

******

Jian Shuo stood up, walked to Ruan Mohan's side, and pulled Ruan Mohan up.

Turning Ruan Mohan around again, let Ruan Mohan face himself.

Lowering his head, biting the corner of Ruan Mohan's lips: "Director Ruan, you are very arrogant in the office today."

He stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Ruan Mohan's slender waist: "I thought you were really not afraid of people."

Leaning close to Ruan Mohan's most sensitive ear: "You plot against me."

Saying a word with breath, the breath is like a flower blooming in the garden on a summer night, with the moist soil smell and the damp heat after the rain, the unique hotness and coquettishness, activating every corner of the body.

"How can I... take revenge on you?"

As soon as the hand was exerted, it slid down slightly, trying to hug Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan was not obedient, so he made a move.

Both sides won half a step each, and Ruan Mohan was half sitting on the desk, holding Jian Shuo's shoulders with both hands.

He was still wearing a narrow black skirt that he wore in the office during the day, and his tailbone was hard against the computer on the desk.

"Are you crazy?" Ruan Mohan whispered.

Jian Shuo looked at her with a smile, flirtatious and charming.

Ruan Mohan: "This is the living room."

The corners of Jian Shuo's lips curled up, revealing the pointed teeth: "I know this is the living room."

She brushed away Ruan Mohan's long hair, tilted her head, and bit down on Ruan Mohan's most sensitive earlobe.

"Look, you bit."

She knew that Ruan Mohan was looking at the back of her neck.

An ambiguous trace.

She has discovered a little habit of Ruan Mohan.

Accompanied by the tide, the breath will be subtly held for a moment, preventing Jian Shuo from seeing any clues.

But the fingers on Jian Shuo's shoulders would curl up slightly, and then loosen.

The expression on his face was still cold: "If Yinyin wants to go to the bathroom, she will come out at any time."

"is it?"

Jian Shuo was still biting Ruan Mohan's earlobe, and softly whispered "huh" next to her ear, like a mischievous cat.

"Director Ruan, are you still afraid?"

She raised her head and looked at Ruan Mohan with a sly smile.

Ruan Mohan's light brown eyes stared at her indifferently for a moment.

Instead, reach out first.

"Hey, who said you can go first?"

"Now, it's my revenge time."

The slender trousers and black narrow skirt rub together.

Finishing what they both wanted to do in Ruan Mohan's office today but didn't.

Ruan Mohan supported the desk with both hands.

"Do you feel it?"

"No."

"Oops."

Jian Shuo smiled more cunningly.

The tip of Ruan Mohan's high heels gradually couldn't reach the ground.

Putting his hands on the desk, he tossed and turned, and finally, his fingers curled up tightly.

"Do you feel it?"

The high heels fell off, and the toes hooked around Jian Shuo's ankles, rubbing against her trousers.

"You just... have this little strength?"

******

While Ruan Mohan was taking a shower, Jian Shuo knocked on the door outside.

"Ruan Mohan."

"Your phone is ringing."

Ruan Mohan's heart sank under the impact of hot water.

A bad feeling.

"Who?" She asked softly with the sound of water.

"Jiang Karen."

******

After Jian Shuo took a shower, she glanced at the balcony.

Ruan Mohan was still standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette like every day.

It's just that the hand that doesn't hold the cigarette is holding the balcony railing, and its legs look weak.

Jian Shuo dried her hair until it was half dry, opened the glass door of the balcony and went out.

Slipping to Ruan Mohan's side, he took a look at Ruan Mohan's cell phone by the balcony railing.

"Whew." Like a naughty villain, she pointed at the phone, stretched out her slender fingers, and smiled slyly with a fierce look in her eyes.

Such an expression made her playful mischief take on a half-serious flavor: "I'll push your phone down right now, believe it or not?"

Ruan Mohan lightly took a puff of cigarette: "You push."

Jian Shuo didn't push, but withdrew her finger and asked Ruan Mohan, "Did you call that woman back?"

Just now Ruan Mohan was taking a shower and didn't answer.

Ruan Mohan shook his head.

"Why didn't you call back?"

"There's no need to go back."

Last Thursday, Yang Haining suddenly came forward and urgently stopped the cooperation between Lingyin and GS, and took back all the equity of Jianming.On Thursday afternoon, Jiang Kailun directly led the entire GS team to withdraw from the listening session.

It is said that the GS team, except for a few people who stayed to deal with follow-up issues, have all flown back to the UK.

But apparently, Jiang Karen hadn't left yet.

Jian Shuo knew that Ruan Mohan hadn't seen Jiang Kailun since the press conference last Thursday.

"She stayed for you." Jian Shuo said suddenly.

Ruan Mohan was smoking a cigarette, and glanced at Jian Shuo lightly.

"Jiang Karen doesn't like me." She said.

"I know."

Jian Shuo turned around, leaned her waist on the railing, leaned back, her long jet black hair hung down, fluttering in the wind, like a jet black flag.

Jian Shuo leaned back with all her body weight, only relying on her hands to hold the railing, in an extremely unstable posture.

"Liking is not the only feeling in the world."

Ruan Mohan smoked a cigarette and didn't speak.

Jian Shuo leaned back, so she couldn't see Ruan Mohan's face, but could only smell the faint scent of fir on Ruan Mohan's body, and the smell of tobacco wafting from her fingers.

Jian Shuo could only see the sky above his head, which was an almost black ink blue without a single star, and the patches were dizzy, like ink that melted impatiently.

Jian Shuo thought, if she were to paint by herself, she would probably paint like this.

Restless, even Mo didn't have the patience to faint.

She leaned back and asked Ruan Mohan: "Have you ever thought about... being a person without emotion?"

No one speaks.

There was only a gust of night wind.

Smoke drifting between fingers.

Overhead dark blue sky and unresolved clouds.

a long time.

Ruan Mohan said lightly: "No."

"Really?" Jian Shuo braced her arms, straightened up, and the expression on her face became smiling again: "Why? Do you like me?"

"Do you like me so much? Do you like me so much? Do you like me so much?"

Became like a noisy parrot again.

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Open your mouth."

Jian Shuo habitually listened to Ruan Mohan's words: "Ah——"

Responding randomly, he covered his mouth in horror: "You're not going to throw ash in my mouth, are you?"

Ruan Mohan said lightly, "Open your mouth."

Jian Shuo doubted herself that she was really Ruan Mohan's cat in her previous life, and every command Ruan Mohan gave seemed to have a special magical power for her.

She reluctantly opened her mouth: "Ah——"

Ruan Mohan didn't flick the ash in.

She leaned over by herself, bent down, and bit Jian Shuo's tongue.

He asked her vaguely, "Are you still noisy?"

Jian Shuo smiled and nodded.

Ruan Mohan's lips are so fragrant, her tongue is so fragrant, even the smell of tobacco mixed with her fir-scented breath is not pungent at all.

Jian Shuo thought, if Ruan Mohan would bite her every time she quarreled, she might want to keep arguing.

Ruan Mohan glanced at her, teeth sharpened.

At this time, it was really biting with a little bit of ruthlessness.

Only then did Jian Shuo smile and say vaguely, "Stop arguing, stop arguing."

Ruan Mohan let go of Jian Shuo's tongue, walked back to the railing, propped up his arms, and finished smoking the cigarette in his hand.

Jian Shuo was beside her, leaning over, resting her elbows on the railing, resting her face on her hands, looking at the clouds in the sky.

Like lumps of ink blots, they never melted in the end.

******

Late at night, Ruan Mohan's bedroom.

Jian Shuo curled up beside Ruan Mohan, like a docile cat.

Since the day Ruan Mohan put her to bed, Jian Shuo has never slept on the sofa.

Ruan Mohan had already told Ruan Qingyin that she liked Jian Shuo, but it would still be a bit shy to let the children know that they slept together, but fortunately, they all got up before Ruan Qingyin got up, so there was no problem.

It was only after sleeping together that they realized that both of them were shallow sleepers.

Probably for the same reason - nightmares.

Ruan Mohan is a fragmented nightmare.Jian Shuo is a nightmare after another.

Tonight, when Ruan Mohan, who was wearing a thin air conditioner around his waist, struggled for a while, Jian Shuo woke up.

"Ruan Mohan, wake up."

She gently pushed Ruan Mohan.

Ruan Mohan had a pale face, he had no expression in his sleep, but there was a fine layer of sweat on his forehead.

Jian Shuo continued to push: "Ruan Mohan, wake up."

Sometimes, she pushes Ruan Mohan like this.Sometimes, it was Ruan Mohan who pushed her like this.

Ruan Mohan slowly opened his eyes, his expression blank.

Jian Shuo leaned over and leaned against Ruan Mohan's shoulder.

Ruan Mohan stretched out his hand, under Jian Shuo's neck, and wrapped his arms around Jian Shuo's shoulder.

The slender fingers wrapped around Jian Shuo's thick and curly hair, tightened it, and then loosened it.Tighten and loosen.

As if unconscious.

Jian Shuo grabbed Ruan Mohan's finger, kissed it, and put it in his mouth again.

Keep it in your mouth, bite gently.

Let Ruan Mohan feel the warmth and pain from his fingertips.

"Ruan Mohan, I'm here."

You are not alone.

Ruan Mohan: "Yes."

"It's okay, go to sleep."

******

The next day, listen.

The elevator arrived at the floor of the marketing office, and the door opened with a "ding".

Jian Shuo hummed the melody of "Boom Boom Boom" and got out of the elevator.

The first day's image display time passed, and she finally didn't have to wear a suit anymore.

She replaced it with a white shirt and black narrow skirt of the same brand as Ruan Mohan's, but it was a neater style than Ruan Mohan's. Ruan Mohan bought it for her in advance on the weekend.

Jian Shuo became lighter and in a good mood, turning back and forth.

Ruan Mohan's voice sounded coldly behind her: "Who allowed you to walk in front of me?"

"Is there anyone in the office you can't wait to see?"

Jian Shuo was taken aback: "Ruan Mohan, what are you talking about?"

Ruan Mo said coldly, "Call me Director Ruan."

"Director Ruan." Jian Shuo reacted for a moment, and moved to Ruan Mohan's side with a smirk on his face: "Are you jealous?"

Ruan Mohan looked indifferent: "At ten o'clock this morning, I will submit the market research report of Saudi Arabian clients. At eleven o'clock, I will hold a departmental meeting. At twelve o'clock, I will submit the first draft of Lingyin's marketing plan for the third quarter..."

Jian Shuo was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"It means I'm very busy." Ruan Mo said coldly, "I don't have time to be bored so why would you be jealous?"

Jian Shuo grinned: "Then what if you're not busy? What if you're free? Are you jealous?"

Ruan Mohan glanced at her: "Don't come in front of me."

"why?"

She rolled her eyes, but she stood there, waiting for Ruan Mohan to come up.

Ruan Mohan walked to her side with her bag in her hand, and leaned closer: "Because, over there, I am your master."

"In the office, I'm your Director Ruan."

"You can only obediently follow behind me and look at me alone."