Han Yurou bit and scratched Rong Jincheng, but she couldn't stop the man's fiery emotions at all. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

On the big bed, her thick hair was spread out, like a rag doll with no strength.

I don't know how long it took for Rong Jincheng to let her go, leaned on the head of the bed and lit a cigarette.

Han Yurou was still crying, her thin body curled up in a ball.

Rong Jincheng looked at her suspiciously, why did she cry?

Under normal circumstances, he tolerates a few women who want to pass, and likes to be coquettish with him afterwards, and he says "you are so good".

In front of Han Yurou, he was a little doubtful of his ability for the first time.

He's not too rude, is he?

What are you crying about?

Rong Jincheng really couldn't figure it out.

"Don't cry." Rong Jincheng took a tissue and wiped her tears indiscriminately, "I'll be angry if I cry again." ”

It's okay if he doesn't speak, but as soon as he opens his mouth, Han Yurou cries even more.

"You!"

Rong Jincheng took a puff of cigarette, very helpless.

"It's funny that such an adult can cry." Rong Jincheng laughed, "If you're not mistaken, aren't you two years older than me." Yo, there's no shame in that. ”

Han Yurou's cries filled the bedroom, and she buried her head in her knees, her shoulders shaking.

Rong Jincheng had two big heads, he threw away the cigarette butts, covered his ears and jumped out of bed.

"It's noisy." As he spoke, Young Master Rong stepped on his slippers and went outside.

It was the first time Rong Jincheng had encountered this kind of thing, and he was at a loss.

Han Yurou was the first woman to sleep with him and cry like this.

Crying made him doubt his abilities.

Rong Jincheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, squinted his eyes and looked down from the top floor, the night view of the capital was really good.

On the road, a black Rolls-Royce shuttles through the city.

Neon lights, colorful.

Qiao Sinian sent Xiao Zi to her apartment.

"Master Qiao, I'm here, you should go home early." Xiao Zi got out of the car and waved at Qiao Sinian.

"Hmm."

Qiao Sinian turned the car around and drove in the direction of Qiao's house.

At the traffic light, he glanced at his mobile phone, and Ye Jiaqi sent him several text messages.

In the dark night, Qiao Sinian frowned slightly, and his eyes were bottomless, like a deep pool of water.

A black coat wrapped around his figure, and a cold chill emanated from all around him.

His gaze fell ahead, sharp and deep.

The car kept driving towards Qiao's house, a little more urgent than usual.

Josnian didn't know what he was worried about, or what he was expecting.

On an empty and uninhabited road, he sped all the way.

The speed of the car increased, and he only took half the usual time to drive back to Qiao's house!

At this point, it's not too late.

Ye Jiaqi was sitting in the living room stealing potato chips, watching TV while eating, smiling happily.

Stealing things that are not nutritious, if Qiao Sinian knows, he will inevitably be trained.

She could only eat secretly while he was not at home.

There was a variety show on TV, and Ye Jiaqi leaned on the pillow and kept laughing.

She had already showered and she had a TV in her bedroom, but she used to sit in the living room and wait for him, because that way she would be able to detect as soon as he returned.

I don't know if she was smiling too happily or heating too much, her face was flushed.

The pink satin pajamas wore on her body, becoming more and more sweet.

A pack of lemon-flavored potato chips bottoms out quickly.

Ye Jiaqi shook it, well, I won't eat it after eating, so that Qiao Sinian won't find out.

Just as she jumped off the couch and put on her slippers, suddenly, the door to the living room opened.