Murong Rong felt a chill on her back and immediately reached out to pull the strap of Rong Jiuci's bathrobe.
Rong Jiuci looked down, Murong Rong's obedient look inexplicably reminded Rong Jiuci of a word, good wife and loving mother.
Murong Rong quickly pulled open the straps of Rong Jiuci's bathrobe, revealing his strong chest and two slender and strong thighs.
The most irritating thing is that from his belly button down, the dark blue bullet magazine is wrapped in a ferocious beast. Even in his deep sleep, he is still ferocious and terrifying.
Rong Jiuci's hoarse and low voice came from above his head: "Is it so beautiful?"
Only then did Murong Rong realize that she was staring at the man non-stop, especially when her hands were making moves to open his robe. If an uninformed person had seen this, they would have thought she was so impatient and so impatient.
Hungry and thirsty.
Murong Rong immediately took her hand back as if she had been electrocuted. She wanted to leave, but Rong Jiuci suddenly took a step forward and squeezed the already small space even smaller.
The two of them were almost touching each other.
Rong Jiuci lowered his head a little and whispered in her ear: "What are you hiding from? Do you think that by hiding, you can pretend that nothing happened?"
"Of course not." Murong Rong raised his eyes and said, "It's just like you looking for another woman. It's not like you're not looking for her now, it's just like this didn't happen."
"Murong Rong, do you honestly have to make me angry to feel happy?" Rong Jiuci raised his hand to clasp Murong Rong's chin, and his strong fingertips were threatening: "It's not that I don't care about you.
, I can just pretend that what happened that day didn’t happen.”
In the nearly thirty years he has lived, he has never been in such a miserable state as before.
Ye Wanxin's medicine was very strong before, but after he got relief for the first time, the effects of the medicine came back even more powerfully.
If Yang Kaiqing hadn't arrived in time and sent him to the hospital, we don't know what would have happened that night.
Even so, he stayed in bed for two days.
When she mentioned what happened that day, the memory she had suppressed forcibly emerged: "This is what I want to say to you too."
Murong Rong raised her head, and the sunlight fell on her eyes, as if the stars were scattered all over the sky. It was incredibly beautiful.
But the look on her face was very stubborn: "Rong Jiuci, I can't pretend that what happened that day didn't happen."
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong's appearance and suddenly realized that something might have happened that he didn't know about.
He pinched Murong Rong's chin: "Then why don't you tell me what happened that day?"
Murong Rong pursed her pink lips and refused to speak.
She always felt that if she said this out loud, it would be as if she was jealous of Rong Jiuci.
Only a woman who falls into a man's sweet love trap will become jealous and become unlike herself.
She doesn't want this.
Even though this incident has always been a sticking point in her throat.
"Don't tell me? Huh?" Rong Jiuci moved his hand down a little, and his rough thumb slid across her chin and finally lingered on her collarbone.
"Do you want me to force a confession? It doesn't matter. I don't mind the hard work."
Goosebumps suddenly appeared on Murong Rong's body, and the man's suddenly darkened eyes made her feel trembling.
She knew what forced confession meant in Rong Jiuci's words, even though she had had sex with Rong Jiuci many times.
But she didn't want to think about it now, not at all, but she also knew that Rong Jiuci would not give up so easily, and Murong Rong was too lazy to save face anymore.
"Who is that woman?"
Rong Jiuci was stunned: "Woman? What woman?"
To Murong Rong, the man's doubts were just an attempt to act stupid. Her heart became even colder, and she suddenly knocked his hand down and looked up at him angrily, with a stubborn look in her eyes.
"Rong Jiuci, are you pretending to be stupid with me? Or, Mr. Rong, you think my question looks ridiculous to you. After all, in your heart, you may think there are a few men like you out there.
Women are perfectly normal.
You may still feel that you have had enough for me. You gave me a house and company, and you even went against your parents and insisted on marrying me for my sake. It seems that you are really kind to me, but I don’t know how to appreciate it.
Already."
As he said that, he tried hard to push Rong Jiuci away.
Murong Rong had to admit that she minded, she minded very much, like a stick in her throat.
Rong Jiuci grabbed her wrist and dragged her back: "Talk to me properly, don't be weird."
What women?
From beginning to end, he only had one woman, Murong Rong!
Murong Rong thought that Rong Jiuci still wanted to pretend to be stupid. She didn't want to cooperate and said with a sneer: "Okay, then I will explain it more clearly. Before I went to see Mrs. Song, I called you. It was a woman
Answered. She said you were sweating all over and went to take a shower. Rong Jiuci, under what circumstances will a man sweat a lot when he is with a woman? Go take a shower. You know better than me. I don’t have to say that.
Understand!"
Murong Rong growled, his eyes suddenly turned red.
But the next second, she raised the back of her hand to wipe away her tears, and turned her head away: "Now that I have made it clear, can you let go?"
Rong Jiuci's first reaction was that Murong Rong was talking nonsense in order to cover up her inner thoughts.
But Murong Rong's reaction made Rong Jiuci immediately deny his original idea.
Having been with Murong Rong for a long time, he knew best how stubborn her temper was.
Rong Jiuci frowned, took the phone and opened the call history, and quickly turned to that day: "You didn't call me that day."
"So you want to say that I am lying to you?" Murong Rong's stubborn temper also rose: "Okay, I will show you the evidence."
Murong Rong said, taking her mobile phone, opening the call history, and handed it to Rong Jiuci.
Rong Jiuci looked over and saw that Murong Rong had indeed called him and had a call that lasted nearly one minute.
But Rong Jiuci knew very well that there was no record of the call between him and Murong Rong that day. He would never remember such a thing wrongly.
Unless someone answers his call.
Rong Jiuci's expression turned cold. It seemed that his recent methods were too gentle, which made people dare to be so presumptuous.
Rong Jiuci's silence was regarded as acquiescence in Murong Rong's eyes.
At that moment, Murong Rong could not describe her feelings.
She knew very well that although she and Rong Jiuci had been at odds with each other recently, in fact, she had expectations in her heart.
She hoped that it was a misunderstanding and a lie.
In fact, whether Murong Rong wants to admit it or not, the fact is that Rong Jiuci is different to her after all.
This ending can only show that she is naive, too naive.
Murong Rong didn't want to stay any longer and pushed Rong Jiuci hard: "Let me go!"
"Don't let go!" Rong Jiuci used his big hands to imprison Murong Rong in his arms: "Murong Rong, please make peace with me. You can't go anywhere without my permission?"