Rongyan immediately shook his head and raised his hands: "Absolutely not, I choose to work overtime on weekends."

After a day of hard work, Rong Yan was really in no mood to say anything against his will to please Liancheng Yaya.

Even if she couldn't sleep, she would rather keep her mouth shut and stare until dawn.

However, it’s impossible not to do it.

Rong Yan thought of a way not to speak.

A few minutes later, Liancheng Yazhi lowered his head and saw the face struggling with the clothes on his body, "Tell me, what are you doing now?"

She didn't even look at him, and said matter-of-factly: "Please, you are so difficult to serve, so of course you have to please me, otherwise, how could you agree to it?"

Liancheng Yazhi found it interesting. He put his hands behind his head and swept his eyes over the slender fingers. His eyes became a little dark. His voice was a little hoarse and he said: "Then have you ever thought that your flattery may not only

If it doesn’t make me happy, it will make me angry.”

Rongyan raised her hand to signal Liancheng Yazhi to start taking off his coat: "Then... are you angry?"

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed her hand, put it to her lips and bit it, "What do you think?"

He didn't bite hard, and a string of laughter escaped from the corners of his face: "I'm not angry, but angry... but angry."

Rongyan pretended not to understand the hint behind his words, "So, you have to put out the fire. I have prepared the latest service for you, massage."

Liancheng Yazhi laughed out loud.

Rongyan thought twice, "But before the massage, let me make a phone call."

Liancheng Yazhi slowly straightened up, and looked at her with his dark eyes for a while. Finally, he picked up his cell phone and quickly dialed a number. The call went through, but no one answered, so Liancheng Yazhi kept calling for ten minutes.

Finally, the other party finally couldn't bear the harassment and answered the phone.

Liancheng Yazhi said coldly: "Let Ronnuo answer the phone,"

The other party was silent for a moment, and then handed the phone to Rong Nuo.

Liancheng Yazhi put the phone into Rong Yan's hand, her eyes lit up and she quickly put it to her ear, "Rong Nuo, is that you?"

Rong Nuo's slightly hoarse voice came from the phone, "Sister, it's me. Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm fine. Sister, I made you worry today. Thank you..."

Rong Yan felt as if a hand was scratching her heart. Rong Nuo followed a man. She had no idea who that man was. This was her biggest worry.

Rongyan got up from the bed, turned around irritably, and finally leaned against the window and asked, "Is everything okay? Tell me clearly, who are you with now? You are still young, don't... don't imitate me, do you know?"

"

Rong Yan deliberately lowered her voice to speak the second half of the sentence, but... she was still heard by Liancheng Yazhi, who had been listening to her with his ears pricked up.

The donor's face immediately turned ugly. What do you mean by not following her example?

Don't you want to follow her example and find someone to take care of you?

Or should I not learn from her and not find a man?

No matter how Lian Cheng Yazhi heard this, it seemed like he was talking about something wrong with him, that being with him was a very bad thing? Could it be that he was not good at appearance?

Rong Nuo said on the phone: "Sister, I'm really fine... I just have a little injury on my face, it doesn't hurt... Hiss." As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Nuo's face was pinched by someone, which happened to be the location of the wound.

, she gasped in pain.

Rong Yan's heart tightened upon hearing this, and she grabbed her hand on the glass, "Rong Nuo, are your injuries really okay?"
Chapter completed!