In order to decide the order, Zhao Junlie suggested rock-paper-scissors method, the winner will be the first to hit the hamster, Mo Rourou beat Junlie's scissors with a rock, and won the first round of boxing.
Mo Rourou's eyes are focused, and a confident smile curls up on the corner of her mouth. She is not a closed-off daughter. In order to enrich herself and make up for her mediocre appearance, she has worked as an operator, a perm girl in a shampoo shop, and a glass girl. The factory's packer, of course, will last for one year, which is a reasonable range allowed by the Mo family.
She took a deep breath, sat on the chair of the machine table, and began to move her hands. The gopher at the hole poked its head and then retracted into the hole. get points.
"Huh?" Zhao Junlie was dumbfounded when he saw that Rourou was playing hamsters with ease, and the machine showed that the points were increasing all the time.
At first, Zhao Junlie thought that Rou Rou was lucky, and the dignified and famous daughter of a famous family was familiar with common people's entertainment. What's the matter? !
"The god of luck seems to favor me! Jun Lie, it's your turn."
"Okay." Zhao Junlie quickly cheered up and concentrated on whacking the mole, with sweat dripping from his forehead, wondering that his whack-a-mole strength hadn't reached a high level in advance.
"Ah!, I lost, and you will lose fifty points." Zhao Junlie reached out and pressed his forehead, and he had no choice but to surrender and speak, his spirits plummeted and he left the machine.
"It's time for us to take the MRT." Zhao Junlie walked out of the playground with a serious face.
"Jun Lie, wait for me." Seeing that he seemed unhappy, Mo Rourou guessed that he might be angry.
She was worried that her performance would be self-defeating, which would make Jun Lie hate her, the ugly duckling bride, even more.
Due to the crowds of passengers on the MRT, Zhao Junlie gave his seat to Rourou, and stood and grabbed the door rail.
As the MRT started to drive, Mo Rourou felt a little sore in her heart, feeling the gentle side of Jun Lie, a rare husband.
After that, the two of them got out of the car and walked into Taipei Zoo for a few minutes.
The weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly. They went to see the koalas first, and then they walked into the penguin pavilion. The indoor air-conditioning was cold, and many tourists, both men and women, gathered to see the penguins.
It was the first time for Mo Rourou to see a penguin, her smile was like a flower, and her eyes lit up.
"The penguin is so cute!" She whispered in Jun Lie's ear, "If possible, I really want to take a live penguin home. I think the cutest animal in the world is a penguin."
"Well, it's good if you like it." Zhao Junlie has no feelings for animals like penguins, but seeing the soft little girl's smile, his heart is very warm, and it's the first time he meets a special woman. And this special woman has become his wife, and then the man's self-esteem reminded him in a low voice.
Huh? What is he thinking about? He will not fall in love with this ugly duckling bride.
He just married Mo Rourou, so he couldn't hold his head up in front of his good buddies in the mall, and used his marriage with Rourou as a laughing stock.
In the eyes of everyone, the rich and handsome Prince Charming is matched with the beautiful Snow White.
As a result, the dignified, rich and handsome CEO actually married an ugly duckling girl as his wife. He was really unlucky, maybe it was eight lifetimes of unlucky luck.
"Jun Lie, you're in a daze! I want to eat something, would you like something to eat too?" Mo Rourou asked his opinion, whispering softly.
So, the two of them walked out of the penguin house, suddenly Zhao Junlie asked Rourou to wait at the gate of the zoo first, he had to do something serious.
"En." Mo Rourou didn't express her opinion, because no matter what she expressed her opinion, Zhao Junlie would not take it seriously, after all, she was a neglected wife.
Fourteen minutes later, Zhao Junlie came running out of breath, holding a bag containing two bento chicken legs, and a small penguin plush doll, the size was just right for Rou Rou's bedside table, and she could see it immediately when Rou Rou went to bed The penguin doll touches and hugs it.
"Thank you, Jun Lie." Mo Rourou said sweetly, her face was like a tomato, and her eyes were misty.
She put the plush penguin doll in her handbag, and her heart seemed to fly with joy.
The two of them walked into the waiting platform chairs of the MRT station and sat down to eat chicken leg bento. There were trash cans nearby.
"Rourou, are you satisfied with this arrangement? I will often work overtime recently. Zhao's business contacts are all over the world. I can't always be by your side, so you have to take good care of Mom and Dad! With cute penguins Put the doll on the bedside table, you should sleep soundly." Zhao Junlie's voice was particularly gentle and heart-wrenching.
"Um."
Soon, the MRT came into the station, and the two of them threw the empty box of chicken leg bento into the trash can, ready to end today's date and go home.
When returning home, Zhao's mother saw that the young couple finally came back, and at the same time said in unison that they were not hungry, so they asked them to go back to the room and go to bed.
Mo Rourou went to bed first. She knew that Junlie was typing and writing about business experience sharing. Recently, a certain business magazine wanted to publish Zhao Junlie's way of doing business, so they took the initiative to invite articles. Zhao Junlie will provide manuscripts for publication if his company gives a good impression to the outside world.
When she was sleeping, she dreamed that she was hugged by Zhao Junlie, and he looked at her affectionately.
"Rourou, I love you."
"Junlie..."
"Go away...go away...let me go home." Zhao Junlie's strange ravings sounded.
Mo Rourou woke up from her dream, she grabbed Zhao Junlie's hand, and softly called out: "Junlie is fine, you are at home now, open your eyes and look at me, I am your wife!"
"Rourou...I...I'm sorry." Zhao Junlie suddenly shed tears like a three-year-old child.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Mo Rourou felt that Jun Lie was troubled by something, tormented, painful, and often had nightmares, so she decided to find out the reason for Jun Lie's nightmares.
She loves Junlie and hopes to find the key to unlock Junlie's heart.