Han Yurou trembled, she didn't know what Rong Jincheng meant by this. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Rong Jincheng looked at her, his head ached.

In front of me, some broken memories began to appear again, and those memories were painful, cold, and penetrating.

Little by little, the fragments pierced his heart like needles.

At the mouth of the heart, it was ignited again.

His cold hand was still in her clothes, and he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her purple lips.

The action is violent and almost merciless.

He pried her lips open, stifling her breathing.

At this moment, Han Yurou still had no expression, and her senses were only one feeling left: pain.

Shoulder pain, jaw pain, heart pain.

Rong Jincheng kissed fiercely and used a lot of strength.

Shattered memories kept pounding on his head, forcing him to breathe.

The place is not too secluded, and footsteps can be heard from time to time.

Han Yurou didn't want the last bit of dignity to be crushed, she bit Rong Jincheng's lip: "Don't be here"

Her voice was low and low, pleading and sad.

However, Rong Jincheng heard it.

The demonic man didn't say anything, he picked her up and walked to the hotel suite.

Along the way, Han Yurou buried her head in a messy scarf, tears wetting her clothes.

She understood a truth, when she had no money and no power, she was just a humble ant.

She can't turn over Rong Jincheng's Five Finger Mountain.

Although the Rong family is inferior to the Qiao family in the capital, it is by no means worse than the Han family.

And now the Han family can only rely on people to snort and gasp.

As for her, she was just an ant when the building collapsed, and dignity and tears became the most useless things.

"Han Yurou, your current expression makes me very uncomfortable, do you want to see me, or do you think I didn't serve you well in bed?" Rong Jincheng looked at the woman in his arms, his face was ugly, "If it's the latter, I'll let you know later, what is the desire to die." ”

Rong Jincheng's tone was very sharp, and his attitude was extremely bad.

However, Han Yurou didn't feel anything anymore.

She didn't know if there would be worse times in the future, but she knew that at this moment, it was already bad.

It was so bad that she felt that death was also a kind of joy.

Kicking open the door of the suite, Rong Jincheng threw Han Yurou on the big bed.

He still had the coldness of the outside on his body, and there was no temperature.

Han Yurou's head hit the bed, which hurt very much, but she didn't say a word and looked at him silently.

Rong Jincheng took off his coat and took out a bottle of medicine from the hotel drawer, he took out one, crushed it, and fed it to Han Yurou's mouth.

Han Yurou shook her head desperately and struggled: "I don't eat." ”

It's a pity that she has never been Rong Jincheng's opponent.

The medicine doesn't have any taste, but it gets stuck in the throat and is very uncomfortable.

"Ahem." She wanted to spit out, "What is this?" ”

She knows that in their rich second-generation erosive circle, there are many people who secretly suck forbidden things behind their backs.

Her eyes widened in fear.

this thing

"Something that makes you comfortable." Rong Jincheng hooked the corners of his lips, pressed against her body, and tore her clothes, like a trapped beast.

Han Yurou's eyes were filled with fear and panic.

Soon, the medicine worked, and she was hot all over.

She understood, it was an aphrodisiac.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and she was at the mercy of Rong Jincheng, and a shallow layer of mist shrouded in her eyes.

I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.

The crystal lamps on the ceiling shimmer brightly, and the blur is intoxicating.

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