The brocade garden is picturesque and the scenery is beautiful. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

When stepping into the living room through the rain, Rong Jincheng's footsteps stopped.

"Do you want to play with me?" Rong Jincheng's yin and yang weird tone sounded, and his voice echoed in the living room, "It's a pity, the master is used to seeing women who cry, make trouble, and hang themselves, and here in the master, it's all useless, you are no exception." ”

Rong Jincheng's voice was not small, but the woman curled up on the sofa did not move.

He pressed his throat and strode over.

Han Yurou was still the same as when he left during the day, disheveled and with messy hair.

He gave her a hard push on the shoulder!

As a result, what was waiting for was not Han Yurou's exclamation, but, with a "bang", she fell to the ground fiercely!

"Han Yurou!" Rong Jincheng shouted, bent down and picked her up from the ground, only to find that she was hot.

Feverish!

", fever? So hot? Exercise! Rong Jincheng cursed, "Do all the maids in Jinyuan eat white rice?" ”

Rong Jincheng chattered and complained, but this could not alleviate Han Yurou's condition in the slightest.

She burned so badly that she was unconscious.

Rong Jincheng was talking in her ear, but she didn't realize it.

Even, she didn't know that there was someone around her.

Rong Jincheng shouted: "Someone!" ”

"Tolerance is less!" A male servant quickly ran over.

"People have a fever, how do you take care of them?"

"It's our fault that there is less tolerance. I—Shall I take Miss Han to the hospital? It's raining outside. The male servant was terrified.

Rong Jincheng picked up Han Yurou from the sofa, and he had already approved a blanket on her body.

", you don't need to send it. Call the driver, drive me, drive the Lambo in the garage. ”

"Yes, Rong Shao, I'll go find the driver."

Rong Jincheng patted Han Yurou's face, and there was a flash of panic in his eyes, damn, why did you get sick when you were so good?

"Han Yurou!" He shook her body, he hadn't taken care of a woman.

Han Yurou couldn't hear it at all

"It's so annoying, it's so troublesome for women. Don't burn to death, you're going to die, there's no woman to play with. ”

"You have something to say!"

"Day!"

"Forget it."

From irritable to helpless, Rong Jincheng had no choice but to spread his hands.

Soon, the driver drove the car, and Rong Jincheng hugged Han Yurou into the car.

The rain wet his bangs, and his face couldn't tell whether it was ugly or not, it was still the same as usual, and there was nothing special about it.

The woman in her arms was like fainting, motionless, only the temperature of her body rose little by little, and there was no intention of lowering.

"What do you think I'm doing here? Damn, find guilt, never come to Jinyuan again. Rong Jincheng muttered to himself.

"Hurry up!" Rong Jincheng stretched out his long legs and kicked the driver impatiently.

The driver was speechless.

It's raining so hard outside, how can he drive fast?

Han Yu was as soft as a gossamer, and between the bumps in the car, she finally had a little reaction.

"Cold," she shuddered.

The voice was very small, like a whisper, but Rong Jincheng still heard it.

"Cold? It's cold, don't you like to wear clothes? It's cold now? The master will not pity the jade, you shout cold, I won't dress you. Rong Jincheng looked at the woman in his arms.

It's a pity that Han Yurou can't hear anything, let alone know Rong Jincheng's bad words.