A Long Way to Marriage: Ruan Shao's Replacement New Wife

West Elm raised her hand and rubbed the corners of her eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable. The doll hit her eyes just now.

Fatty sat on the bed, not feeling at all that he had done anything wrong. Instead, he picked up the pillow, lifted it up, and shouted at West Elm, "I want to live here, so I'm going to call you uncle and dad!"

West Elm looked at Xiaopang speechlessly, and felt that the child was too naughty, and it was time to take time to discipline him.

The other children in the orphanage are not like him, they play with Xiao Wen and Liu Qingyuan every day, why did they develop such a temper, they hit people with things when they get angry?

Ruan Peichen bent down, picked up the doll and put it aside, then glared at Xiaopang, and said, "Little Fatty, you can't hit people with things when you are angry, it's very dangerous. If you do this every time, no child will be willing to do it in the future." played with you."

Xiaopang curled his lips, and then dropped the pillow in his hand a little uneasy.

Ruan Peichen stretched out his hand to pull Xiyu, Xiyu wanted to shake off, but Ruan Peichen forcibly pulled him to sit on the sofa beside him.

"Okay, stop making trouble. With your current state, deal with your eyes first. If you want to take Xiaopang back, do you have to close one eye the whole time?"

West Elm didn't speak, nor struggled.

Ruan Peichen asked Xiyu to do it on the sofa, then took away Xiyu's hand covering his eyes, and said, "Do you feel that there is sand in your eyes, or is there something uncomfortable? Did you get scratched by a doll just now?" Eye?"

West Elm blinked and shook his head.

"It doesn't seem to be scratched, but the eyes are not very comfortable."

Xiyu raised his hand and wanted to rub his eyes, but Ruan Peichen grabbed his hand. "

"Don't move yet."

Ruan Peichen lowered his head, looking intently into Xielm's eyes.

West Elm's right eye was red, as if she had cried, and there was indeed a little water in her eyes.

But there is nothing in the eyes, it seems that the eyes were just pressed by the doll.

Ruan Peichen put down Xiyu's hand and said, "Sit here for a while, and I'll apply a hot towel to you, and your eyes should feel better."

West Elm felt that there was nothing wrong with his eyes, but he just wanted to shed tears all the time.

She subconsciously stood up, then walked to the vanity mirror, looked at her eyes in the mirror, there was nothing abnormal except for a little redness.

Looking back in the mirror, the chubby who made a mistake was aggrieved after being taught a lesson, lowered his head, pouted his buttocks and sneaked into the quilt, and then arched a small hill inside the quilt.

West Elm turned around and looked at Xiaopang's performance art, so angry that he laughed.

This child is really...unable to even get angry.

Ruan Peichen took out a hot towel from the bathroom, and saw Xiyu standing in front of the dressing table at a glance, with long chestnut hair hanging on the side of her face, and the light shone on her face, softening the lines of her profile .

Ruan Peichen couldn't help being stunned by this scene, and stopped in his tracks.

He seemed to have seen this scene a long time ago.

My heart couldn't help trembling a bit.

West Elm raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Ruan Peichen standing at the door of the bathroom. Their eyes met. Xielm coughed. Ruan Peichen came back to his senses, and walked over with a towel in his hand, and folded the towel squarely.

Ruan Peichen: "Close your eyes."

West Elm: "I'll do it myself."

Xielm raised his hand to get a hot towel, but Ruan Peichen lifted the towel up first, and gently pressed it over Xielm's eyes.

West Elm had to obediently close his eyes.

The warm and damp towel was applied to the eyes, and the uncomfortable feeling in West Elm's eyes did fade a lot at once.

When putting on the towel, West Elm and Ruan Peichen were facing each other, and she couldn't help but look up at Ruan Peichen, and every time she looked up, she would see Ruan Peichen also happened to be looking at her.

After so many times, West Elm felt embarrassed, so he simply closed his eyes.

Although I closed my eyes to avoid eye contact, I didn't feel embarrassed.But after losing his vision, in the darkness, West Elm's hearing and other senses became clearer.

She could smell the faint smell of shower gel and shampoo on Ruan Peichen's body, which was the kind he used to use before. The smell was not very strong, with a little bit of calm sandalwood smell.

It should be left over from helping Xiaopang take a bath just now.

She could feel the warmth and dampness of the towel, as well as the warmth left by Ruan Peichen's palm against her cheek.

She could still hear...his breathing.

West Elm was shocked, was her hearing amplified, or was he too close to her?

But West Elm didn't dare to open her eyes, she was afraid that after opening them, she would be even more embarrassed,

At this moment, West Elm suddenly felt that the faint smell of shower gel seemed to be stronger.

Ruan Peichen, he...

Xiyu opened her eyes suddenly, and met Ruan Peichen's dark pupils.

Her stunned face was reflected in his dark and pure pupils.

On West Elm's lips, there was a little warm and moist touch.

Xiyu was stunned. She blinked, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to push Ruan Peichen away, but Ruan Peichen held her arm instead.

The towel covering the eyes fell to the ground at some point, Xiyu was hugged by Ruan Peichen, and the two of them staggered and fell to the bed behind, the white towel on the floor was trampled mercilessly by the shoes.

Xielm was hugged by Ruan Peichen and fell on the bed together. The soft sheets and quilt did not hurt them, but it made Xielm dizzy.

Xielm reached out and grabbed Ruan Peichen's sleeves. His clothes were wet by Xiaopang before, and he hadn't changed them yet. The wet sleeves were icy cold, but Xielm could feel the cold under the sleeves. The scalding heat of the skin.

"Ruan..."

West Elm only had time to utter one word, and the others were all swallowed up by Ruan Peichen's violent storm.

Emotions are strong, like strong wine entering the throat, there is no time to stop, no time to take it back, I can only let the scalding wine burn my internal organs, my whole body.

Crowded in West Elm, thinking he was about to suffocate and couldn't make Ruan Peichen stop, suddenly a childish voice broke the chaos for a moment.

"uncle……"

Xiaopang's doubtful and frightened voice came out from Ali.

Ruan Peichen and Xiyu froze at the same time, they turned their heads together and saw a fat man with a round head protruding from the quilt.

Ruan Peichen was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the blushing Xiyu, then lowered his head suddenly, and buried his head in Xiyu's shoulder.One smirked.

Xiyu bit her lip, raised her hand and pushed Ruan Peichen away forcefully, gritted her teeth and cursed: "Bastard!"

Ruan Peichen didn't get up either, and laughed so hard that he pulled Xiaopang past him and said, "You really..."