He looked at Xi Jiu's neck covered with strawberries in the photo and let out a deep breath.
Ruan Xiaoqi...his teeth are really good.
…
Manager Shen Da, who is tired every day, does not want to talk to the artist surnamed Ruan who is full of the sour taste of love.
He quickly discussed the new song with her, then slammed the office door with a straight face.
Ruan Qi, who was thrown out of the door: "..."
I was sad for two seconds.
Then I was happily picked up by my boyfriend!~
Ruan Qi got into the car, and before her butt could sit firmly, Xi Jiu held her in his arms and gave her a deep kiss.
After the kiss, the two of them acted as if they had not seen each other for eight hundred years, hugging each other endlessly.
The Rolls-Royce, carrying the sour smell of love, slowly drove into Yuyuan and parked outside the door of the villa.
The little girl held the mirror and checked the concealer on her neck again worriedly.
Well, it's perfect, you can't see it at all~
The little girl put away the small mirror with confidence, brought it to the man's mouth and kissed him.
"Jiujiu, I'm going back. Send me a WeChat message when you get home."
Xi Jiu kissed her back and said "hmm" lovingly.
The little girl waved her little paws and jumped out of the car with her backpack on her back.
It wasn't until her figure disappeared into the villa that the driver in front finally opened the fender.
"Boss, do you want to go back to the old house directly?"
Xi Jiu said nothing.
He glanced in the direction of the little girl's bedroom, and a glimmer of light appeared in his deep black eyes.
…
Ruan Qi opened the entrance door with the key, and as soon as she walked into the house, she heard a burst of hearty laughter.
"Who's back?" Nie Heng's clear teenage voice came from the living room.
"It's me." Ruan Qi glanced at the shoes on the ground, "Xiaozi, are there guests?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wheelchair slowly rolled out of the living room.
Ruan Qi saw the person in the wheelchair and said in surprise: "Grandpa Yuan?"
Yuan Shurong, the old man whom the little girl saved in the park when she went out to buy soy sauce on the day she moved.
Later, Yuan Shurong came with his son Yuanyi to express his thanks, and happened to run into Wen Lu.
Wen Lu recognized Yuan Shurong at a glance as the number one piano master in China, with a respected status.
Yuan Shurong was very grateful to Ruan Qi for saving his life and asked her to cure his illness.
Ruan Qi readily agreed.
However, because she had to film on weekdays, the task of treatment was given to Nie Heng.
Under Nie Heng's treatment, Yuan Shurong's health got better and better, and his relationship with the Ruan family became closer and closer.
He looked at the little girl in front of him and said with a kind smile: "I'm a busy man. It's getting harder and harder to see you now."
Ruan Qi smiled sheepishly.
She quickly took off her coat, then reached out and took the old man's pulse.
"Grandpa Yuan is recovering well." The little girl frowned, "I will let Xiaozizi adjust the treatment plan later, and the focus will be on consolidation from now on."
Yuan Shurong smiled and nodded: "It's all up to you."
The little girl raised her lips sweetly and pushed him back to the living room.
Nie Heng went to the kitchen and brought her a glass of warm milk.
"Senior sister, Brother Nan has to work overtime at the company. We will have dinner tonight. What do you want to eat?"
"Whatever." The little girl helped Yuan Shurong refill his cup of tea, "I'll eat whatever you do. Grandpa Yuan, have you eaten?"
"Eat." Yuan Shurong took the tea cup and patted her wrist, "Don't be busy yet, I have something to tell you."
As he said that, he put down the tea cup and said in a deep tone, "Xiao Qi, does Wen Lu... have a good relationship with your family?"
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