Bao Jingyan arrived home, and it was already past midnight.
He tiptoed back to the bedroom.
Su Ruanruan was still awake.
At this time, she was in the dressing room hanging his luggage piece by piece.
She wore a light pink bathrobe.
Her long hair slightly damp, draped over her slim shoulders.
Bao Jingyan watched her for a while, feeling a warmth in his eyes.
He approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.
His slender fingers restless, he asked in a low voice, "Why are you still busy with these things so late?"
Su Ruanruan turned around in his arms, pushing him slightly forward.
The two leaned against the wardrobe.
He did nothing but hold her and talk.
Su Ruanruan, who knew him best, sensed something was on his mind and gently tapped his shoulder, "What’s wrong, Bao Jingyan?"
Those matters were too dark, Bao Jingyan didn’t want her to know.
He smiled, "It’s nothing!"
He pointed at the luggage, "Aren’t you supposed to be packing? Why... still not enough, wanting to stick to me?"
Su Ruanruan blushed.
She pushed him away, saying primly, "It’s clearly you who are sticking to me."
She continued packing, enjoying a bit of the joy of being a wife.
After a while, she said, "Gui Zhi made small wontons tonight, I’ll prepare some for you to eat."
Bao Jingyan touched her face, his voice husky, "I’ll do it."
He adored her, and whenever he was free, he would not let her lift a finger.
He said girls are precious, and once brought home, they are to be cherished.
Bao Jingyan went downstairs.
Su Ruanruan put down the clothes in her hands, she guessed that his concerns involved Sun Jingan, as Mrs. Zhao just told her that Mr. Zhao had taken Bao Jingyan to the Sun Mansion.
Since it was a secret matter, Su Ruanruan did not inquire further.
She was just more considerate towards him.
*
Two days later, Bao Jingyan was quite busy.
Su Ruanruan thought he wouldn’t have time to accompany her to try on the YR Group’s year-end banquet gown, but early in the morning he told her he had arranged his schedule and would accompany her in the morning.
Naturally, Su Ruanruan was happy.
She hugged his body lightly, "You are so good!"
Bao Jingyan bowed his head to kiss her, kissing until her body went soft before saying, "What if I couldn’t make myself available, would that be bad?"
Su Ruanruan’s eyes shone brightly.
Bao Jingyan’s gaze dropped slightly.
He saw her bathrobe slightly loose, revealing her fair, fragrant shoulders.
Early in the morning, it was easy for a man to feel affection.
Su Ruanruan resisted him, whispering, "I have to try on the gown later, it would be embarrassing if it left marks for others to see."
Bao Jingyan knew she cared about her face.
He really wanted to, so he negotiated with her, "I’ll be careful."
Su Ruanruan couldn’t resist him and gently punched his shoulder.
"Bao Jingyan..."
"Hey..."
"Bao... Jingyan... you scoundrel..."
...
At nine in the morning.
Wensha Salon, VIP room.
Bao Jingyan, looking distinguished, sat on the sofa flipping through magazines.
Su Ruanruan, following the stylist’s suggestions, selected a gown, her face serious, but inside she cursed Bao Jingyan several times.
Whenever he was in the mood, he acted without regard.
Su Ruanruan felt she should be cool towards him.
Her aloofness, naturally felt by Bao Jingyan.
If the relationship between husband and wife was always the same, what fun would it be?
He smiled slightly, quite enjoying this bit of sweet intimacy.
Su Ruanruan picked out a gown.
A luxuriously soft red haute couture, the skirt exquisitely beautiful.
The stylist praised her, "Miss Su has a great eye, this is a Guo Pei haute couture, just put on the rack!"
Once Su Ruanruan heard it was by a domestic designer, she made up her mind at once.
She said, "I’ll take this one!"
The stylist held the gown, guiding her, "Miss Su, this way please."
Su Ruanruan smiled, "Thank you."
Feeling beautiful and having picked a gown she loved, she was in a very good mood.
When she reached the VIP dressing room, the two people who came towards her gave Su Ruanruan a slight shock.
She couldn’t help but size up the girl.
Dressed in a gown, she added a bit more temperament, somewhat resembling a debutante.
Su Ruanruan smiled faintly.