484: C484 You Don't Count Your Words

C484 You Don't Count Your Words

"You can do it! You can do it! You can do it! You can say anything, but you can't say anything bad about him! You can't say anything!" Lin Ruolan ruthlessly pushed her out of the room. She really hated it!

She did not pay attention and staggered. Zhang Lin directly fell to the ground and her arm scratched the skin. There was a burst of burning heat, "Madman!"

"Madman! So what if I am a madman! In any case, you can't say anything bad about him! You can't say a word!" Lin Ruolan was like a fierce little beast.

" Who wants to talk to you!? What a madman!" Zhang Lin stood up from the ground and turned around to leave.

Her good mood was ruined just like that. Lin Ruolan threw the beer to the side and then fell onto the bed. Truly hateful. Anyone who spoke ill of him would be hated!

She knew that he was not that kind of person!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she was in her heart. The angrier she was, the more she could not sleep. She tossed and turned on the bed all night.

In the end, Lin Ruolan was late the next day. She was not even late for a few minutes. She was two whole hours late!

The manager reached out and tapped her forehead. "Do you dare to come a little later?"

Lin Ruolan held her fingers and her eyes lit up. "Manager, don't be like this. I know I was wrong!"

"You know you were wrong? Do you know what was wrong? He has already gone out for an interview for two hours, and you came with a dirty face. Look at you. Do you still look the same? " The manager was clearly angry, and he kept poking her forehead with his hand.

Lin Ruolan bit her lip and said softly and aggrievedly, "Manager, you forgot to cut your nails."

"So?"

"The nails were all punctured." Her voice became even softer: "Manager, look, it's all red"

Hearing this, the manager was both angry and amused: "Come on, hurry up and work for me!"

"Yes!" Picking up the camera, Lin Ruolan quickly ran out of the office. Luckily, she escaped the disaster!

After filming, it was seven o'clock in the evening again. She did not stop for a moment and hurriedly rushed to Pei estate.

Seeing her figure, Mo Wan smiled and the corner of her mouth curled up. " Yes. Have you had dinner?"

Lin Ruolan was a little out of breath as she spoke. "Yes, I have. Where's Photographer Pei?"

"Don't worry, don't worry. No one tried to steal him from you. He's watching the news in his room." Mo Wan nodded at the room upstairs.

Lin Ruolan's face was slightly red and she drawled, "Ms Mo!"

"What is there to be shy about? Everyone knows that you like him. Also, when did you learn to be shy?"

Lin Ruolan hugged Qi, "Ms Mo is really bad!"

Mo Wan smiled, "Come, drink two cups of hot juice first. Erxuan squeezed it."

"When did Erxuan learn to squeeze juice?" Lin Ruolan looked surprised.

"This is the thing that Erxuan is most passionate about at the moment, squeezing fruit juice and vegetable juice. Anyway, as long as it can be squeezed, she can squeeze it for you!"

Mo Wan had a headache when she talked about this matter. "Yesterday, you actually made the eggplant juice. In the end, it was all drank by Yifeng!"

"Eggplant juice?" Lin Ruolan slightly moved her lips. "Can you drink it?"

"Do you think you can drink it? Moreover, Erxuan did not even peel the eggplant skin. Just like that, it was already purple. Erxuan said it was grape juice, and then..."

Mo Wan felt that Pei Yifeng was really easy to lie to. Whatever Erxuan said, he actually believed it. Could the little witch's words be trusted?

After drinking the eggplant juice, Pei Yifeng almost spat out a mouthful of saliva. In short, it was a mess.

"Where's Hao Tian?"

"He's been surfing the Internet recently. I don't know what he's doing up there. Anyway, he's busy."

As the two of them talked, Pei Yijing walked down the stairs. He was as handsome and elegant as usual, but Lin Ruolan's cheeks had turned red.

When she thought about what happened last night, she could not help but feel shy and her face could not help but turn red.

Mo Wan naturally saw that she was strange and smiled. She lowered her voice and only the two of them could hear her, "What did you do last night? Why is your face so red?"

It would be fine if she did not ask. With this question, Lin Ruolan's face became even redder. She secretly pinched Mo Wan's arm and then impatiently shoved Qi into her arms, "Photographer Pei, are we going to cut the flowers now?"

Without saying anything, the corners of Pei Yijing's mouth curled into a faint smile. He leaned over and kissed Qi's fair little face before walking out.

Lin Ruolan felt a little depressed in her heart. After all, she had made that kind of progress last night. Although she was the one who put it up, could he also give her some reaction? Don't be so cold.

It was fine to be embarrassed or angry, but it was better to not be so indifferent...

When trimming the flowers, she was still beaming with joy and did not care if Pei Yijing was listening or not.

She just wanted to share the interesting things in her heart with him. It was a very pure mentality. She wanted to share all the things in her heart with the person she loved the most.

Pei Yijing did not say anything. After she had finished talking about what she needed to say, he said faintly: "Did you remember all the steps you said just now?"

Lin Ruolan was slightly stunned. What steps?

She did not hear a single word. What steps?

With a flattering smile on her face, Lin Ruolan carefully opened her mouth and said: "Photographer Pei, can you repeat it again?"

"I have always repeated my actions twice. Did you not hear what I just said?" Pei Yijing asked faintly.

How could he not have heard what he said at this time? Lin Ruolan could only force herself to nod her head, "I heard it!"

In any case, no matter what she said, she would agree first. As for those matters, she would talk about them later.

"Then, should we do it again now?" Pei Yijing handed the scissors over.

Lin Ruolan bit her lip and did not know what to do with the leaf. She held the scissors and shook it back and forth. She even had a careful smile on her face.

Pei Yijing's white woven shirt was even more eye-catching in the night, but it also made Lin Ruolan nervous. She could not help but swallow her saliva.

Anyway, things had already reached this stage. She did not care about that much. The scissors that had been swaying in the air for a long time fell down.

Pei Yijing frowned slightly. "Do you think this way of trimming is correct?"

There was no joy or anger on her face. Lin Ruolan pressed her finger with a conflicted expression. Her eyes flickered erratically. "It should be correct."

"How, how should it be?" Pei Yijing looked at Lin Ruolan indifferently and his eyes fell on the branches and leaves on the ground.

Lin Ruolan's heart started to beat. The hand holding the scissors trembled slightly and just like that, it collided with the thorn on the rose. The sharp thorn cut across and a wound. Bright blood flowed out from the hand and she cried out in pain.

Lowering his head, Pei Yijing picked up the scissors in her hand and put it aside. Then he squeezed her fingers and squeezed out all the blood that came out.

With a deep pain, Lin Ruolan did not make a sound. Instead, she muttered to herself in a very low voice, "How is it different!"

Pei Yijing raised his gentle gaze slightly and spoke with slight doubt in his voice. "What is different?"

"It's not like that on television. When the female lead's hand is cut, won't the male lead put the female lead's hand directly into his mouth and hold it?" Lin Ruolan did not recover from the shock and only answered instinctively.1

"It really is a little girl..." Pei Yijing smiled lightly and crushed the flower leaf, then covered her wound.

Lin Ruolan then recovered her senses and her face became a little red in the dark night, but she refuted. "I am not a little girl. I am already 20 years old, not a little girl!"

She did not like hearing the words little girl from his mouth the most, because these three words easily pulled the distance between the two of them apart. She did not like it! She really didn't like it!

"If you're not a little girl at the age of twenty, then what are you?" Pei Yijing wrapped her hand and stood up. Green leaves and red rose petals fell from the white sweater, making her look so gentle.

"It's a woman!" Lin Ruolan said shyly but firmly. She could already be called a woman, no longer a little girl.

Pei Yijing smiled faintly and did not say anything. It was unknown whether he agreed with her words or did not put it in his heart at all. He was just as gentle as the wind, as if he did not care about anything.

The anger in her heart gradually gathered. Lin Ruolan took a few steps forward and stared straight at Pei Yijing.

"What's wrong?"

Without saying anything, Lin Ruolan still stared straight at him. Then she suddenly moved forward and kissed Pei Yijing. Her bright eyes were still stubbornly open.

She just stared straight at Pei Yijing and their lips were tightly pressed together.

Lin Ruolan's heart was beating wildly in her chest. It was as if it was about to jump out of her chest. The smell from his body was very good, and it made her addicted.

It was only a moment after Pei Yijing lost his mind. He recovered his senses and pushed Lin Ruolan's body away lightly with his arm. "Naughtily."

His tone was calm, as if he saw the child being unreasonable. Lin Ruolan's face turned red and she said word by word, "I am not naughty. I did it on purpose. I wanted to kiss you on purpose!"

She really did not like his expression. It was always indifferent. No matter what, she had already kissed him twice. Why was it always indifferent?

"It's good that you're done messing around. It's getting late. Let's go home." Pei Yijing got up and said.

"Haven't you finished trimming?" Lin Ruolan suppressed her emotions.

"Today's trimming is almost done. It ends here." Pei Yijing's slender fingers touched the rose petals and leaves that fell on his body.

Lin Ruolan stood there without moving. No one knew what she was thinking.

"However, with your character, can you learn all the knowledge about flowers in fifteen days?" Pei Yijing picked up the scissors.

"Didn't you say twenty days? Why is it fifteen days now?" Lin Ruolan frowned.

Pei Yijing still looked the same. "I am going abroad in fifteen days."

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