Airborne hot search!Dressed as a villain, I became popular

Chapter 231 I Don't Like Others Touching Your Things

He thought it was ridiculous, childish and ridiculous.

There are indeed a lot of embarrassing things caused by this teddy bear. Meng Yao knew that Rong Yan didn't like this bear very much, so she said dully: "This bear... I think it's going to be dusty when it stays in the guest room. It’s good for it to come out to see the world, so as not to be stuck at home every day.”

"Someone will clean it regularly."

"How can it be the same? He must be tired of being at home all the time. And look..."

Meng Yao stepped forward and helped the teddy bear on the bed up.

The teddy bear is indeed not small, so it looks almost the same proportion as Meng Yao.

Meng Yao tried to persuade him from another way: "Look, this bear is so cute, it will make you feel happy physically and mentally when you are with it."

"What are you doing so far away? Come here and take a closer look."

Rong Yan was pulled by her hand, and subconsciously moved forward.

There seems to be a bit of soft touch left in the palm, with damp heat.He looked sideways at the teddy bear, it was indeed a lot cuter this time, and the blush on his cheeks was a bit silly.

"Indeed, let's keep it for now."

"Keep it first?"

Rong Yan looked down at her: "Why, you still want to take it back to the bedroom?"

Seeing his expression was a little bit worried, Meng Yao also knew that he would accept it when he was good.

"How come, I think this bear does take up space. It's just the two of us in the bedroom, just right."

Meng Yao didn't know which sentence she said beautifully, but there was a smile on Rong Yan's face.

"Well, just right..."

It's not that the bed cannot accommodate a teddy bear, as long as Rong Yan is willing, there are many ways to accommodate it.But he didn't like Meng Yao's focus and pampering on the teddy bear.

She regards the teddy bear as a "living existence", and even obtains "relieving stress" and "sense of security" by confiding in it.

Why?Would rather believe in a teddy bear...

Thinking about it carefully, Meng Yao doesn't seem to have any particularly good friends or anyone she trusts.This is not because Meng Yao is not attractive enough or has an unlikable personality.She has built an impenetrable wall in her heart, and no one can pry into her inside.

She refuses to have sex with anyone or anything around her.

Rong Yan slightly narrowed her eyes, her dark eyes were darkened.

Meng Yao was the person he couldn't understand the most, and also the person he wanted to know the most.

This desire/desire to understand is very strong, and I want to explore her from the inside out to eliminate all sense of distance.

Meng Yao put down the teddy bear in his hand, and let it lie on the bed again, not forgetting to tuck it in.

Rong Yan looked at it, her eyes were sore again.

"Husband, there is nothing to see here. I'd better take you to the scenic spot. There are many small pavilions and bamboo forests here, which are not bad."

"Wait, let's clean up first, you sit for a while."

Meng Yao watched helplessly as Rong Yan rolled up his sleeves condescendingly, and skillfully began to bend down to tidy up.

It's this strange feeling again, Rong Yan is getting less and less glamorous and noble like when we first met.

Meng Yao stretched out his finger, paused for a moment, then retracted it.

She felt that she could touch Rong Yan, clearly.

Meng Yao thought about it and said, "Husband, I didn't expect you to be so proficient at tidying things up, and you usually do a lot at home, right?"

"I just don't like people touching my stuff."

What a strange habit, if Rong Yan even cleaned his office and study together, wouldn't he be tired?

"I..." Meng Yao stood up and walked over: "Husband, you don't need to clean up here, just call an hourly worker later. I remember you are not very busy? Don't waste time because of this little thing."

Rong Yan is storing the messy snacks on the table into boxes, and the snacks with different packaging are classified, row after row, and the pattern of color is also traceable.

Meng Yao's brows twitched.

Can Rong Yan have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

He didn't turn his head, and a deep voice came slowly:

"I don't like people touching your things either."

Meng Yao's body was slightly stiff.

Rong Yan looked focused, as if what was in her hand was not a snack bag, but an extremely important document: "Go to the side and rest for a while."

Meng Yao responded and found a place to sit down.

She played the game with her legs crossed, letting out a bit of game sound from time to time.

Now there are only her and Rong Yan in the room, and the empty environment is filled with the sound of games, which is unusually noticeable.

Meng Yao cut out the game, inexplicably, facing a strict and serious person like Rong Yan, she felt a bit embarrassed when the sound of playing games came out.

I have to admit that when Rong Yan was here, Meng Yao could hardly concentrate on doing one thing.

Because she will always be attracted by Rong Yan, even if he makes almost no noise.

Meng Yao put down the phone in his hand, and glanced around Rong Yan's body.Moving from his well-defined arms to the protruding Adam's apple, and finally that indifferent handsome face.

I have to admit that Rong Yan's appearance really suits her taste.

Meng Yao remembered that some fans commented that she was good-looking, and that she could gain overwhelming ratings just by standing without speaking during filming.

Meng Yao felt that if Rong Yan went to film, she would probably be able to reap this effect.

It's a pity that Rong Yan is not interested in acting.

After packing out a large box of snacks, Rong Rong looked unhappy.

"How long are you going to eat?"

Meng Yao knew that Rong Yan didn't like to eat these junk foods by herself, so she went further: "This...about a week."

In fact, it can be eaten in three days.

Rong Yan didn't answer, Meng Yao didn't know if he heard it.

By the time Rong Yan finished packing up all the sundries, half an hour had passed.

"Thank you, come, drink some water." Meng Yao walked over and handed him a glass of orange juice.

Rong Yan paused, but still took it.

The sticky and sweet drink slipped down the throat: "Is this a concentrated drink?"

Meng Yao nodded honestly. In fact, the bottled drink was poured into the cup, and the bottle containing the juice was thrown into the trash can by her.

"The freshly squeezed ones are fresher." Rong Yan paused, then thought: "Sure enough, it's not good to let yourself outside."

"Where can't it work?"

"Your ability to live is too poor."

Meng Yao's cheeks were slightly red, but she didn't refute.

"You will eat less of these snacks in the future. I will arrange a special person to prepare meals for you later."

Meng Yao paused: "Don't be so troublesome..."

Isn't this equivalent to indirectly restricting one's own dietary freedom?

Rong Yan's attitude was unusually firm: "This matter is not for discussion."

After leaving the hotel, the two went to the location for a stroll.

Not long after, Xiao Song ran over: "Sister Meng, you still have a scene later, now you need to quickly touch up your makeup, we need to hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)