That night, the two of them returned to the small apartment in the city center as usual.
If Rong Juan had not managed to restrain himself on the way back, as soon as he entered the door, everything got out of control.
His excitement and passion had been brewing and fermenting for a whole day, and now he could no longer restrain himself. As soon as he entered the space that belonged to two people, he burst out.
After the two of them got together again, there were roughly three times, but none of them were so intense that Qiao Yiwei was at a loss as to what to do.
In a daze, it seemed as if I had returned to the time many years ago when the two of them had just broken through the last line of defense——
He seemed to be like this at that time, never tired or satisfied.
In the end, Qiao Yiyi almost passed out on the bed before finally falling asleep.
And when she woke up with difficulty the next morning, the man was lying next to her, supporting her head with one hand and stroking her hair with the other, looking at her with clear eyes, "Are you awake?"
The only moment that Qiao really woke up was when he wanted to sit up, but he accidentally touched a painful spot. After letting out a low cry, he froze there.
Rong Juan quickly hugged her into his arms and lifted the quilt to look at her sore spot, "Let me take a look..."
"You..." Qiao Weiwei wanted to accuse him, but he was stuck again before he could take a breath. He could only lean on his arms weakly and try to calm himself down.
After seeing it, Rong Juan felt really guilty. He looked down at her and said, "Honey, I'm sorry. I was too excited last night and couldn't control it..."
Joe was the only one unable to respond.
Rong Juan rubbed her body again, and then said: "It's a day off today, let's have a good rest at home..."
"I want to have a good rest at home." Qiao Weiwei said, "So you go back."
Rong Juan suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this, and asked in disbelief: "You still want to drive me away?"
"I'm not driving you away," Qiao Weiwei said, "but if you stay here we will quarrel."
Rong Juan immediately became unhappy, "Why do you say I will quarrel with you?"
"Because I have to have a video conference at home today." Qiao Weiyi said, "I will have a lot of work calls... You will be unhappy if you stay here, and we will quarrel again... I don't want to quarrel."
"It hasn't even started yet. Why do you say that I will be unhappy?" Rong Juan said, "I am happy to show it to you today!"
Qiao Weiwei listened. After a moment of silence, he suddenly reached for his cell phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at him.
Rong Juan suddenly frowned, "What?"
"Say what you just said again, and I'll record it for you." Qiao Weiwei said, "Lest you turn your back on me when the time comes."
Rong Juan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly reached out to take the phone, flipped the camera and pointed the front camera directly at the two people.
Joe was unprepared when he saw the appearance of the two people appearing on the screen at this moment. He suddenly reached out his hands and covered his face, "What are you doing?"
"Record it." Rong Juan said as he clicked the shooting button. At the same time, he slowly approached her and spoke to the camera, "Today, I will happily - with my wife.
!Come on, wife, take a look at the camera..."
Snapped!
Qiao Weiwei slapped him hard, endured the discomfort in his body, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
After soaking himself in the bathtub for more than an hour, Qiao Weiyi finally regained his strength. When he got up and walked out of the bathroom after putting on his clothes, Rong Juan had already prepared breakfast.
She didn't prepare any ingredients in the house, so naturally he had someone buy the breakfast.
Qiao Weiwei sat down, took two hurried bites and then put down his chopsticks.
"What's wrong?" Rong Juan looked at her, "Isn't it delicious? You used to love eating their soup dumplings——"
"I have a meeting." Qiao Weiwei said, "I also need to put on makeup."
Rong Juan immediately frowned slightly, "Is it just such a short time? Can you finish breakfast properly?"
Qiao Weiwei said: "Yes, it's just a short time. You should know who the culprit is."
"Jo the only one you—"
When Rong Juan opened his mouth to "theory" with her, Qiao Weiwei turned to the recorded video on his phone and said, "Don't forget what you said."
The words Rong Juan had not yet spoken were stuck in his throat.
Qiao Weiyi turned around and returned to the bedroom, while Rong Juan continued to sit at the dining table and continued to eat breakfast full of resentment.
In fact, not long after Qiao's only meeting started, Rong Juan also answered a work call, had some urgent documents sent to him, and handled several tasks. However, his work was completed quickly, and Qiao
The only meeting over there never seemed to be finished.
He couldn't help but wander again and again at the door of the study, peeking in from time to time to take a look. However, Qiao Yiwei seemed to not be able to see him, and all his attention was focused on the video conference.
Gradually, Rong Juan couldn't control himself anymore. He changed from wandering outside the door to pushing the door directly in. He sat opposite her desk. When he couldn't help but start making trouble, Qiao Weiwei calmly said again.
Once I threw my cell phone away.
As soon as Rong Juan lowered his head, he saw the video on the phone screen again.
This was originally a very sweet video, but at the moment when he saw this video, he suddenly became angry. He couldn't help but think of the time when he wanted to delete the video on his phone, but suddenly he heard Qiao Weiwei, who was sitting opposite, speaking.
She wasn't talking to him, but she was participating in a video conference where it was her turn to speak.
Rong Juan paused for a moment before deleting, and then turned to randomly looking through other photos on her phone, while listening to her say some words he had never heard before in an accent that was extremely familiar to him.
While listening, Rong Juan unconsciously raised his head and looked at her.
Qiao Weiwei still didn't have any distractions. He just looked at the computer screen intently and continued to explain his views in an orderly manner.
In fact, this was the first time Rong Juan had seen Qiao Yu in such a state.
During the previous BD press conference, although he knew that she had successfully solved one crisis after another, he didn't know what kind of state she was in at that time.
But now, he knows.
In this way, he is calm and unhurried, neither hurried nor slow, but he also strives for reason and is neither humble nor arrogant.
This was the only Joe he was familiar with.
But it was also the only Qiao who made him feel a little strange.
Rong Juan was distracted by the sight.
After several dozen minutes, Qiao Weiwei's long video conference finally ended, and when she closed her laptop and raised her head, the man in front of her was still leaning on the table, holding his chin, staring at her intently.
If she hadn't been so heavily powdered today, people would have noticed her blushing in the middle of the meeting.