Murong Rong came back to her senses and turned around to see a tall figure standing outside the door.
Murong Rong raised her hand and wiped her face: "I'm still washing, you don't have to wait for me."
"hurry up."
Rong Jiuci turned a deaf ear to her words and just urged her.
Murong Rong had no choice but to wash up quickly and get out of the bathroom.
Rong Jiuci frowned when he saw Murong Rong walking out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and with wet hair.
Murong Rong was very sensitive to Rong Jiuci's emotional changes, and couldn't help but feel nervous when she saw this. Just when she was about to say something, Rong Jiuci stepped into the bathroom.
When he came out again, he held a dry towel in his hand, stopped next to Murong Rong, and wrapped her wet hair.
After wiping away the water droplets, he asked Murong Rong to sit on the stool at the end of the bed, and he took a hair dryer to dry her hair.
Murong Rong was shocked. She didn't expect Rong Jiuci to do this. A man like him was born to be radiant and aloof, and he was not the type to do such a thing.
"Rong Jiuci?"
"Sit down."
Rong Jiuci pushed Murong Rong to sit down, turned on the hair dryer, and with a rumbling sound, his slender fingers moved through her hair.
The rough fingertips brushed her neck from time to time, and goosebumps appeared uncontrollably on the delicate skin, making her whole body tremble.
Murong Rong couldn't help but think of those fiery nights.
She was restless and couldn't bear it anymore. Just when she couldn't help but want to run away, Rong Jiuci turned off the hair dryer.
"alright."
Murong Rong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed a lot.
Rong Jiuci saw Murong Rong's reaction in his eyes and said nothing: "Change your clothes and go out to eat."
After Rong Jiuci finished speaking, he walked out of the room.
Murong Rong sat on the stool at the end of the bed for a while, then changed out of the damp bathrobe on her body.
When she arrived at the restaurant, Mrs. Xiang hurriedly greeted her: "Miss Mu, come and eat quickly. The young master just asked me to make chicken soup for you. He said that you are cold, so drink some to warm yourself up."
Murong Rong was surprised: "You said Rong Jiuci ordered it?"
"Yes." Sister-in-law Xiang said enviously, "Miss Mu, the young master is so kind to you."
Murong Rong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps. She turned around and looked over, and saw Rong Jiuci walking over with slender legs wearing a black suit and trousers.
He saw Murong Rong staring at the chicken pimple soup in front of him without moving, and asked in a low voice: "If it doesn't suit your appetite, let Sister Xiang serve millet porridge for you."
Rong Jiuci's expression was calm, and his words were filled with tenderness and care, which made people feel soft and want to let themselves be immersed in it.
Murong Rong looked away in the next second, not allowing herself to look again, let alone being immersed in it.
She was afraid that once she was immersed, she would be shattered into pieces and never recover.
"No, I'll just drink the pimple soup. By the way, where is Chenchen? Are you still sleeping?"
"Chen Chen is having class in the study room."
"Then I'll go see him first." Murong Rong said and stood up, about to go to the study.
As a result, before she could even take a step, someone grabbed her wrist.
Rong Jiuci's expression darkened: "Murong Rong, what do you mean? Do you want to hide from me?"
Murong Rong's eyelashes twitched suddenly and she immediately denied: "I didn't, I just wanted to see Chen Chen."
"Okay, since you want to see Chen Chen so much, why did you leave alone while he was sleeping? Instead of calling me and asking me to accompany you. Or take the bodyguard I arranged for you?
"
"How do you know I didn't?"
"What?"
"never mind."
After all, Murong Rong couldn't say it out loud, and it was meaningless to mention it now, and she couldn't say it out either.
"Murong Rong!"
"Rong Jiuci, I am an adult and have the ability to take care of myself. It is reasonable and reasonable for me to go out on my own, and there is nothing wrong with me." Murong Rong lowered her eyelashes, her plain expression showing repulsion.
Rong Jiuci's handsome face instantly darkened, and his eyes were filled with haze. He originally thought that after such a thing happened, Murong Rong would be afraid to admit his mistake.
The results of it?
Instead of admitting her mistake, she acted like she was alienated and indifferent to him.
He stared at Murong's hanging neck. It was slender and white, like a swan's neck. It was so beautiful that he wanted to crush it.
"Tell me one more time!" Rong Jiuci gritted his teeth, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
Murong Rong couldn't help but flinch. She struggled to take her hand out. The danger she sensed made her want to stay away.
As a result, she was dragged into the man's arms as soon as she made a move.
The man's hot palms clasped her waist, and she was forced to nestle in his arms, unable to move.
"Obviously you are not smart enough and almost got yourself involved. After you came back, instead of admitting your mistake, you dared to lose your temper again and again. Murong Rong, you are relying on me to indulge you, so you dare to be so arrogant that you can't put me in front of you."
In your eyes?" Every word Rong Jiuci said was filled with anger. He gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to rush forward and bite Murong Rong hard.
Murong Rong's shoulders couldn't help but shrink, her face was pale and she looked pitiful.
Rong Jiuci's eyes were sharper, with fire in his eyes: "What qualifications do you have to put on such a pitiful look! Do you know what would have happened to you if I hadn't gone in time today? Would you
Someone took a nude photo! If you don’t want to lose face and be shameless, you will be controlled by the other person for the rest of your life, do you know!"
Murong Rong's fingers on his side suddenly curled up, which was an instinctive reaction left by the fear that had not dissipated in his body.
But listening to the man's harsh words, Murong Rong also had a rebellious mentality: "I know there will be regrets, it is terrible, but I would rather face that kind of horror."
Rong Jiuci's eyebrows became sharper: "What do you mean you would rather face that kind of horror? Do you know what you are going to say?"
"I know. That day, you once said: Murong Rong, will you marry me? I didn't answer at that time, but I will answer you now." Murong Rong raised the original skin, his tone was calm, but his eyes were firm: "No
Okay. Rong Jiuci, I don’t want to marry you, and I won’t marry you.”
Rong Jiuci had never been so angry, and no one had ever dared to challenge Murong Rong's bottom line so repeatedly.
He thought that they had already spoken out and the rest would fall into place as it should, but that was not the case.
She suddenly changed her mind again, her attitude was unfamiliar and indifferent, stabbing her like a knife, making Rong Jiu almost lose control of her emotions.
Rong Jiuci was suddenly shocked. When did Murong Rong have such a great influence on him?
Rong Jiuci raised his hand and pinched Murong Rong's chin, and suddenly smiled: "Murong Rong, has anyone ever said that you are brave? You are the first person who dares to trick me again and again, but is still alive. So, you can try again.