After provoking other men, Murong Rong didn't know how to reflect on herself, but instead provoked him again and again!
Rong Jiuci couldn't bear it any longer and kissed the small mouth that always made him so angry.
Thinking about it, he hadn't kissed her for a long time.
This taste was more beautiful than he imagined. It was so beautiful that he couldn't control himself, and all he could think about was plundering and devouring.
Steal all her beauty and devour all her sweetness.
It wasn't until Murong Rong's face turned red and she couldn't even breathe that Rong Jiuci reluctantly let go of Murong Rong.
He looked down at her gasping for breath, scraped the tip of her nose affectionately, and said helplessly and dotingly: "You little fool, how long have you been here, and you still can't learn to breathe? You are such a stupid student."
As a teacher, he had to work harder and help her make up for her lessons.
Rong Jiuci said, then he held Murong Rong's chin and kissed it.
Murong Rong's pupils dilated, and when she realized that she had been kissed by Rong Jiuci again, she couldn't help but glare at him angrily.
But Murong Rong didn't understand how beautiful and charming she looked at this moment, and every look in her eyes made Rong Jiuci unable to stop.
Rong Jiuci was filled with restlessness and intolerance. He couldn't help but cover Murong Rong's eyes with his palms and murmured in a low voice: "Rong Rong, don't look at a man who has intentions for you with such eyes."
As he spoke, his other hand couldn't help but touch her waist.
The next second.
"hiss--"
Rong Jiuci couldn't help but gasp in pain.
His thin lips were bitten, and the taste of blood lingered between his lips and teeth.
He raised his eyes and saw Murong Rong's eyes filled with anger.
Murong Rong's eyes were shining with anger, and her originally pale face was flushed with anger.
The blush on her cheeks made her look even more beautiful.
"Rong Jiuci, I break up with you!" Murong Rong gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You have no right to treat me like this!"
"Not qualified?"
Rong Jiuci raised his hand and wiped it, and his calloused fingertips were stained with a bright red. He stuck out his tongue and licked away the blood bit by bit.
His appearance at this moment was very different from the noble master's usual appearance, revealing an unspeakable evil demeanor.
"Murong Rong, from the moment you climb into my bed, I am qualified and you are mine!"
"That's not what I want!"
Murong Rong thought Rong Jiuci was talking about that night in the hotel half a year ago.
She couldn't help but growl.
Even though it had been so long, it was still devastating to her just thinking about it.
For Murong Rong, she would never be able to forget this feeling in her life.
Looking at Murong Rong's red eyes, Rong Jiuci suddenly realized that he had bullied people so hard.
He softened his tone and said, "I know you don't want to. But fate is not about whether you are willing or not. Besides, the ending is finally happy, isn't it?"
"Is the ending happy?" Murong Rong raised her hand to wipe away the moisture from the corner of her eyes. She smiled, and her smile was full of ridicule: "It was just a few days before the wedding that someone regretted the marriage, and the last sentence was enough. If Mr. Rong
If I think this ending is a happy one, then I have nothing to say.”
"It's just a pity that I don't accept this beauty." The expression on Murong Rong's face became colder and colder: "Rong Jiuci, since you said it's over, then you can end it as cleanly as a man!"
"Like a man?" Rong Jiuci raised his eyebrows a little: "When did my behavior make you feel that I am not like a man? If so, it doesn't matter. After you have passed the first three months, I can start again.
prove."
Murong Rong became even more angry when she saw that no matter what she said, he could involve such ambiguity. Just when she was about to argue with Rong Jiuci, she felt a pain in her stomach and couldn't help but scream in pain.
"What's wrong with you? Does your stomach hurt?" Rong Jiuci immediately supported Murong Rong and loudly informed the bodyguard outside the door to call a doctor.
The doctor rushed over quickly and carefully examined Murong Rong.
"Ms. Mu and the baby in her belly are fine. In the early stages of pregnancy, because the uterus is being stretched by the baby, you will inevitably feel pain."
Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to the doctor again.
"However, Miss Mu's pregnancy was not very good to begin with, and she had two more fetal movements. She still needs to be very careful in her life. Don't be angry, don't stay up late, and pay attention to being in a good mood. More importantly, in the first three months
Sexual intercourse is prohibited.
I know you are young people and full of blood, but you should endure it for the sake of your children."
The doctor later said a lot more, but Murong Rong could no longer hear it.
All she could think about was the doctor's words about not having sex.
She wanted to explain to the doctor that the relationship between her and Rong Jiuci was not that kind of relationship.
But the slight sting that was still coming from her lips seemed to make her explanation seem like sophistry.
Finally, she simply pulled up the quilt and pretended to be dead.
Rong Jiuci couldn't help but smile when he saw Murong Rong looking like an ostrich.
He reached out to pull the quilt, but found that Murong Rong was pulling hard.
"Let go. The doctor has left. It's useless for you to bury yourself in it. Instead, you will suffocate yourself."
"Who says it's useless?" Murong Rong's voice came through the quilt, sounding muffled: "Aren't you still here?"
Rong Jiuci raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Do you think a quilt can stop what I want to do?"
"..." Can't stop it.
"come out faster."
Murong Rong suddenly pulled down the quilt, and she was very annoyed: "Rong Jiuci, what do you want to do?"
"I thought you knew what I wanted."
"No, I don't know. Rong Jiuci, I never know what you want?" Murong Rong's voice gradually lowered, with an indescribable tiredness in his expression.
Before, she had always thought that no matter how strong the storm was outside, Rong Jiuci would always hold her hand and lead her along.
In the end, what she was waiting for was that he wanted to marry Ye Wanxin.
However, she did not say these words again.
She has said it too many times.
She was not willing to become someone like Mrs. Lin Xiang, and she was even less willing to repeat her misfortune endlessly.
It serves no purpose other than making others laugh.
"Rong Rong."
Rong Jiuci sat beside the bed, grabbed her hand, and promised softly: "I will always give you an explanation."
Murong Rong knew that she should be moved, but she just wanted to ask him, what if I didn't wait for your explanation?
However, when the words came to her lips, she still swallowed them.
"Rong Jiuci, I'm tired, you should go first."
"I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving." Rong Jiuci pulled up the quilt, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and raised his hand to tuck the hair scattered around her face behind her ears.
"Go to sleep."
Murong Rong said nothing more, closed her eyes and slowed down her breathing.
Rong Jiuci sat beside Murong Rong's bed for a long time. When he came out, the sky outside had begun to darken.
As soon as he got in the car, he received a call from Rong's father.