Li Yan's words made Mi Ruo's face turn red and white involuntarily, and the memory of last night was restored.
Seeing the bedroom door close, her stiff body finally relaxed, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and buried her face between her knees.
Dreaming again...
I haven't seen him for more than half a month, but after meeting him yesterday, I started to dream.
And An Yarou actually dreamed of her, and to Mi Ruo's surprise, it turned out that she was her half-sister, but based on the feeling that day, the relationship between the two of them didn't seem to be very good...
Why does he always appear in her dreams? Every time she wakes up, she is troubled and this feeling makes her very painful. This time it was even worse, she actually cried in her dreams.
In the half month without him, she rarely had such dreams. Even if she remembered something, it had nothing to do with the painful love and marriage.
Perhaps, she should have a new life instead of repeating the tragedy of the past, which is why she desperately wants to leave him.
This dream made her fully understand that Li Yan was fatal to women. She thought that as long as she could not see him or hear his voice, she would not think of the past and would not be attracted to him.
, fascinated by him. But she was wrong. The reality always backfired. She forgot everything, but every time she saw him, she felt an inexplicable heartbeat speeding up.
His embrace was like the feeling in a dream, the warmth was intoxicating, and through the thin shirt, you could clearly feel the sound of his heartbeat, which was strong and powerful.
His unique scent is so good, with a hint of tobacco aroma. It is this seductive, confident and cruel masculine scent that makes women go crazy, love and hate him at the same time.
She shook her head, how could she think about this?
Forget it, Miaomiao is right, escape cannot solve everything, what must be faced must be faced. She should cheer up, face it bravely, and get up wherever she falls.
It is stupid enough for a woman to fall in love with a man who hurts her physically and mentally once. If she falls in love with him a second time, she must be either an idiot or a masochist!
The wind chime hanging on the window tinkled twice, bringing back her thoughts.
She had sweated a lot because of dysmenorrhea and her body was very sticky. As Li Yan said, she should take a shower to freshen up.
Entering the bathroom, Mi Ruo caught a glimpse of the oversized mirror hanging on the wall. She stopped and couldn't help turning around to look at it.
In the mirror, there was a woman with disheveled hair and an unusually pale face. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen, and there were two shallow tears hanging on her cheeks. She was wearing a set of wrinkled white cotton pajamas.
She looks like a horror movie heroine!
She scratched her hair in frustration and quickly got into the bathtub to take a bath.
When she came downstairs after taking a shower, she thought Li Yan had already gone to work, but she didn't expect that he was wearing yesterday's clothes and sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.
Li Yan saw her coming down and said, "The porridge is on the dining table. I've been hungry all morning. Let's drink some porridge to warm our stomach."
His voice was low and shallow, and it was indescribably pleasant. It was not at all as ferocious as when he had quarreled with her last night. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked up at her with a somewhat evil smile.
There seemed to be a hint of amusement in his eyes.
She lowered her head and glanced at the hot porridge on the table, frowned and said, "Don't worry, I'm afraid there's poison in this porridge."
Li Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, knowing she would say this.
He changed his position on the sofa, facing the kitchen, and said to her from a distance, "You will change into formal clothes later, and I will take you to the meeting."
Mi Ruo remembered last night that he said he would take her to the harem to meet Gu Bo, and while busy, she replied nonchalantly: "No need, I don't have the habit of eating food that comes from outside."
"You misunderstood. I'm not taking you to the harem. I'm just taking you to a banquet organized by Gu Bo and Wen Wan."
Hearing this, Mi Ruo raised her eyebrows and said, "Do I need to attend? That kind of occasion is not suitable for me."
"You have the guts to apply for a job but don't have the guts to attend a banquet? Why, are you afraid that others will say you have a hidden disease?"
"The provoking method is of no use to me!"
"Let's have a truce. Don't you feel uncomfortable with your thorns standing high every day like a hedgehog always ready to attack?"
"……none of your business!"
"I thought being rude was my specialty. When did you learn to swear?"
"Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black!"
Li Yan chuckled. After a few seconds, he stopped laughing, stared at her and sighed helplessly, then looked at his watch, with full majesty in his voice, "We will set off in a quarter of an hour."
She gritted her teeth and glared at him hatefully. Why did he order her?!
Li Yan curled his lips lightly and stood up. At this moment, the doorbell rang. He stood up and opened the door. A man in black brought the clothes he wanted to return.
Mi Ruo saw him explaining something to the man in black, and then carrying a few pieces of clothes into the guest room. She put down the knife and fork in her hand and bit her lip tightly.
She was about to collapse, and the fear in her heart gradually increased. She didn't want to believe that she had tried her best to kick him out, but he actually came back and stayed in the house openly.
What made her even more crazy was that after a while, Li Yan had already put on a neatly ironed white dress and came down from upstairs.
She was nestled on the sofa, watching him come down coldly, complaining in her mind about his sexy white dress. Do you think you are a prince charming just because you put on a white dress? Humph, it's just that you put on a white dress.
Just a newly dressed devil!
Li Yan remained calm and walked over, snatching the newspaper from her hand and throwing it aside.
"Hey, what are you doing?!" Mi Ruo shouted, squinting at him with dissatisfaction.
He took her wrist, just like he did last night, regardless of whether she was still feeling unwell, he dragged her upstairs and into the dressing room of the master bedroom before letting go of her wrist.
He picked a dress from the full wardrobe and handed it to her, and said calmly: "I'll wait for you downstairs in ten minutes."
Mi Ruo looked at the dress in front of her and curled her lips twice, but after seeing his slightly threatening eyes, she had no choice but to stare at him unwillingly and took the dress with great dissatisfaction.
It was a mid-sleeve, long-sleeved dress with a slightly retro style. The waist was narrowed so thin that it barely fit into one's hand, but the skirt was very long, just enough to cover her legs and feet.
Li Yan looked up and down, curled up the corners of his lips, and went out with satisfaction.
Seeing him leaving, Mi Ruo started to put on makeup. She tied her hair into a retro hairstyle, and her side-parted bangs were loosely braided and snaked behind her ears. She put on a small pearl on her small earlobe.
, vaguely visible.
After finishing her makeup, Mi Ruo looked at her watch. It was less than ten minutes, so she went downstairs and reluctantly followed Li Yan into the car.