Chapter 588 I thought this was your invitation to me
Chapter 588: I thought this was your invitation to me
After the kiss ended, Zhou Cishen was locked directly outside the bedroom door.
He bent his fingers and knocked on the door with his knuckles: "Can you be reasonable and let me in?"
Ruan Xingwan's voice came from inside: "Did you know that I was unreasonable on the first day?"
Zhou Cishen raised his hand and touched his bitten lip, his smile widened, he returned to the sofa and lay down with one hand on his arm.
In the bedroom, Ruan Xingwan was not in the mood to take a shower and fell directly on the bed.
By now the medicine was probably taking effect, and her eyelids began to tremble, and she yawned several times in succession.
Ruan Xingwan pulled it up on his back, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Later in the night, she was woken up by thunder outside the window.
Ruan Xingwan sat up sleepily, listening to the rumble of thunder and the patter of rain outside. From time to time, a gust of cold wind would blow open the curtains and flow into the house.
She remembered that the quilt she carried Zhou Cishen out before was a bit thin. If the cold worsened...
It was she who suffered.
Thinking of this, Ruan Xingwan found another quilt from the closet and carried it out.
She gently opened the door and when she went out, she saw Zhou Cishen still working.
Ruan Xingwan put the quilt next to him: "Did you finally find your conscience after lying at home for two days?"
Zhou Cishen closed the computer: "I am making reasonable use of my available time. Not being able to sleep is also a waste."
Ruan Xingwan turned around and took a thermometer to measure him.
The temperature is normal and the fever has gone down.
Ruan Xingwan said: "Okay, go to sleep, you will be almost fine tomorrow."
Zhou Cishen said: "I don't think it will get better."
Ruan Xingwan put down the thermometer: "Are you going to sleep with wet hair again?"
"That's because I asked you to borrow a hair dryer and you didn't lend it to me."
"You mean, I made you sick?"
"I didn't say that."
Zhou Ci looked out the window and said, "It's quite cold."
"I brought out the quilt for you."
Zhou Cishen said: "I want to go back to the bedroom to sleep."
Ruan Xingwan smiled at him: "I wish you a sweet dream."
After returning to the bedroom, Ruan Xingwan lay on the bed again, and this time he slept until dawn.
I feel that my cold symptoms have improved a lot and my nose is clear.
She stretched out and was about to turn over when she found a hand on her waist.
Ruan Xingwan: "..."
Behind him, Zhou Cishen probably woke up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Morning."
Ruan Xingwan said: "I remember that I should have locked the door last night."
"You remembered wrong."
"How did you get in?"
"Didn't you say you wish me a sweet dream? I thought this was your invitation to me."
The answer is not what was asked.
It's no use asking.
Ruan Xingwan's eyebrows and heartbeat were beating, and he wanted to get up, but he pushed him back.
Zhou Ci closed his eyes deeply and said in a lower voice: "Don't move."
Sensing the changes in her body, Ruan Xingwan took a deep breath.
It didn't move in the end.
After a while, Ruan Xingwan quickly got out of Zhou Cishen's arms while Zhou Cishen wasn't paying attention.
After going next door to see the little guy, Ruan Xingwan spent the whole day in the bedroom working on the design draft.
Outside, Lin Nanlai delivered documents to Zhou Cishen several times, but every time he acted like a thief, afraid of being discovered by Ruan Xingwan, so he came and went in a hurry.
At night, Zhou Cishen knocked on the door: "Going for a walk?"
"You go ahead, I won't go."
"I haven't been out for a few days. Don't you feel uncomfortable staying here?"
"You're the one who hasn't been out for a few days, and I only have today."
"Life lies in movement, you should go out for a walk every day."
Ruan Xingwan put down his pen and turned his head to look at him expressionlessly.
Zhou Cishen added: "Now that the rain has stopped, go out and breathe some fresh air."
It's okay if he doesn't say it, so Ruan Xingwan does feel a little dizzy.
After drawing design drawings for a day, it’s time to go out and take a rest and relax your eyes.
Downstairs, not long after the rain stopped, water could be seen everywhere on the ground.
The air is really good, fresh and slightly cool.
Ruan Xingwan stretched out and moved his cervical spine and arms.
She didn't take two steps when Zhou Cishen grabbed her arm and pulled her to the inside of the road.
At this time, a car drove by on the roadside, and a few drops of muddy water splashed on his pants.
Ruan Xingwan couldn't help but frown, but Zhou Cishen didn't react at all.
"you……"
Zhou Cishen said: "There is a park in front."
Ruan Xingwan didn't react for a while: "What?"
Zhou Cishen didn't answer, but just held her hand and moved forward.
Ruan Xingwan pulled hard, but in vain.
In the park, there are a lot of people scattered around at the moment. Except for some older people, most of them are tired young lovers.
Not far away, someone was playing a guitar.
Now that he's here, Ruan Xingwan also wants to join in the fun.
She took the hand that Zhou Cishen was holding hers, turned around, and walked towards the place where the sound of the guitar came from.
Zhou Cishen left her alone.
Not far away, playing the guitar was a boy in his early twenties who was dressed in trendy clothes and had pigtails.
When Ruan Xingwan pulled Zhou Cishen into the crowd, he just finished playing a song, and people in the crowd kept asking for songs.
After looking around, the boy's eyes stopped on Ruan Xingwan and said with a smile: "What song does this beauty want to listen to?"
Ruan Xingwan was stunned and looked at it privately: "Me?"
"Yes, it's you, beauty. I saw it right away in the crowd. This may be fate..."
Before the boy finished speaking, he saw her hand being held by a man, and the man was looking at him coldly, and he immediately gave up his desire to strike up a conversation.
Ruan Xingwan said: "I can do it, you can just play any song."
The boy strummed the guitar and shook his hair from his forehead: "Then I will give you a song called "Happy Breakup"."
Zhou Cishen: "..."
Ruan Xingwan couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.
As the music sounded, the originally cheerful atmosphere was instantly immersed in sadness.
The whole night seemed to be tinged with a touch of separation sadness.
After the song ended, the boy asked again: "Beauty, how are you? After listening to this song, do you have the urge to break up?"
Before Ruan Xingwan could speak, Zhou Cishen said calmly: "Don't you think it's embarrassing for you to behave like this?"
The boy was dissatisfied and said: "Then you want one?"
Zhou Cishen sneered and was about to step forward when his hand was held by someone.
Ruan Xingwan whispered: "What are you doing?"
"Teach him how to behave."
"How old is he and how old are you?
Why compete with him?"
Zhou Cishen's lips curled up, he leaned over and said in her ear: "I don't intend to compete with him, just watch."
After speaking, he let go of Ruan Xingwan's hand, walked to the boy's side, took the guitar from his hand, plucked the strings and tuned it.
Just this one action made a group of little girls onlookers scream.
"so hot!"
Ruan Xingwan couldn't help but touch his forehead. What did he want her to look at? Did he want to see how handsome he was?
The boy looked at this scene and snorted, folding his arms and waiting for the show.