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

Chapter 241 Let's Go Home

"Hey, husband, did you call to do something?"

The other party's voice was still low, but the tone was a little more urgent than usual.

"Meng Yao, open the door."

"Open the door?"

Rong Yan's voice was as uncompromising as ever: "I'm at the door, you open the door now."

Meng Yao hurriedly got out of bed and put on her slippers. She stood there thinking for a while, and finally decided to walk over with her slippers on.

Meng Yao had done some mental construction now, and finally opened the door.

Rong Yan was drenched all over, and the rain dripped along the curvature of her cheeks to the tight lip line.He looked straight over, his eyes like wet obsidian.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of ways of lying that I had imagined in my mind became unclear at this moment. Meng Yao stared at the scene in front of her in a daze. ?”

The other party's eyes glanced at her, and finally stopped on her rosy cheeks. He was slightly relieved, but the next second he frowned because of another possibility: "Go, go to the hospital."

"Go..." Meng Yao felt the touch from her arm, and she hurriedly explained: "I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital!"

The person in front turned his head and fixed his eyes on her.

Meng Yao thought for a while, and finally found a reasonable explanation: "I had a full-body examination yesterday, and there was nothing wrong with it. Look at me, I have rough skin and thick flesh. I don't seem to be easily injured? Husband, you Don't worry! I... the reason why I took two days off from work is because..."

She coughed twice, subconsciously shifting her gaze away from Rong Yan: "Because I've been quite frightened psychologically, I probably can't make a good movie in this state, so it's better to rest for two days to adjust."

"Anyway, I'm fine now, and I don't need to go to the hospital at all..."

Meng Yao's voice became smaller and smaller. Under Rong Yan's extremely menacing eyes, it turns out that lying is not a small matter.

Sure enough, Rong Yan is his nemesis!
Rong Yan didn't speak for a long time, Meng Yao felt an inexplicable guilt of being penetrated into her thoughts.

Doesn't she just want to rest for two days?
Meng Yao turned her face to meet Rong's dark eyes.

She finally heard his voice: "In this case, let's go home."

Seeing that he didn't continue to worry about this matter, Meng Yao couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but soon became tense again: "Go home...?"

To be honest, she also had a pretty good stay in the hotel, eating, drinking and having fun can be regarded as a pleasant experience.The environment is naturally better when I go home, but Rong Yan stares at her to eat vegetables and asks her to go for a morning jog, the pressure... is still a bit high.

Rong Yan's expression remained unchanged: "Since you have already asked for leave, the environment at home is better, which will help you recover more, won't it?"

Meng Yao remained silent for a while.

She knew that Rong Yan's decision was difficult to change, so it really took a lot of brain cells to deal with him.

Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, as if someone was running hard.

Meng Yao looked over following the sound, and saw Xia Yansen running over panting, with sweat or rain on his forehead, holding two black umbrellas in his hands.

Xia Yansen was very tired. He put the handles of the two umbrellas on the ground as a support for his body, bent over and panted heavily:

"Brother Rong, you are running too fast! I... I really can't catch up!"

Xia Yansen looked up and saw that Rong Yan was wet all over, he couldn't help but said: "You said what are you doing in such a hurry, I didn't even have time to hand you the umbrella."

Meng Yao saw that there was no trace of moisture on Xia Yansen's clothes, so it seemed that he was really sweating profusely and tired just now.

Xia Yansen didn't care if he didn't wait for Rong Yan's answer, he turned his gaze to Meng Yao.

When the video conference was held in the morning, Rong Yan suddenly cut off the video in a hurry. Xia Yansen asked after a while and found out that something happened to Meng Yao. It is said that someone beat him to the ground. Not good at all.

Xia Yansen was slightly startled, he didn't put on a plaster cast, and he didn't see any discomfort in Meng Yao. In this situation, he was really disabled by someone else?

Meng Yao was frightened by Xia Yansen's stare.

It's strange to say, isn't it just a two-day leave? Why does it seem like everyone around her thinks she's disabled...

"Meng Yao, it's good that you're still alive." Seeing Meng Yao's blushing cheeks, Xia Yansen couldn't help asking again: "I think you're in good condition, are you really injured?"

Meng Yao replied, "Psychological trauma."

"Oh..." Xia Yansen said seriously: "It doesn't seem to be the same, I see you are alive and well..."

Thinking that talking like this might be too much to beat, Xia Yansen added: "Although I want to watch the fun, I really don't want anything to happen to you, Meng Yao, you have to trust me! After all, Brother Rong can't be so young. Just be a widow..."

Meng Yao rubbed her forehead, she simply didn't want to chat with Xia Yansen, a mentally handicapped person.

"Stop talking nonsense, give me the umbrella."

Xia Yansen quickly passed the black umbrella in his hand: "I wonder if two umbrellas are enough for the three of us?"

"enough."

Meng Yao finally understood that Xia Yansen probably disliked everyone except what Rong Yan said.

Rong Yan grabbed Meng Yao's shoulders and narrowed the distance between them.

"What are you thinking about in a daze? Let's leave now."

Meng Yao looked up: "I still have a lot of things that I haven't had time to pack..."

"You don't need to clean it up, it's all in the house."

Meng Yao knew that Rong Yan was determined to take her home this time, so she could only nod her head.

At this time, it was raining continuously, and the raindrops slipped down like dense silk threads, stirring up quite a few splashes on the stone slabs.

Xia Yansen sighed: "It seems that the rain is not as heavy as before..."

Rong Yan skillfully opened the umbrella, then held the handle of the umbrella with one hand, and said to Meng Yao, "Come closer to me."

Before Meng Yao could react, Rong Yan's body was already close.

Meng Yao felt the sudden approaching scalding temperature, and slightly dispelled the dampness and coldness in the air.

Meng Yao regretted it as soon as she walked out of the hotel, because she was only wearing a thin shirt, and the cool wind came blowing along with the dampness.

The only thing she is thankful for is that she is wearing a high-necked dress.

Rong Yan seemed to be aware of the inappropriateness that he hadn't considered, but his coat was already soaked and he couldn't put it on for Meng Yao.

He squeezed Meng Yao's shoulders tightly: "Let's go faster."

Meng Yao is not someone who has never suffered, she nodded and said: "Okay."

Due to the reason of sharing an umbrella, the distance between two people is infinitely close.

Soon Meng Yao felt powerless.

Rong Yan is tall and has long legs, he strides forward, and she needs to keep waving her not-so-long legs to keep up with him.

Because the frequency of walking was too fast, Meng Yao felt the puddles accumulated on the stone slabs splashed continuously, staining his white sneakers.

(End of this chapter)