The man's fingers pressed on her calf with neither light nor heavy force, and he was careful and considerate. It was simply better than the most professional masseur's technique.
But what Murong Rong felt was not the comfort of this strength, but the temperature.
The warmth of the man's fingers penetrated the fabric, as if it was burning her skin.
Inexplicably, it reminded her of those lingering nights.
Hot, lingering, and sultry.
After realizing what kind of pornographic waste she was thinking about, Murong Rong quickly pulled her legs back: "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. You should eat quickly, the food is almost cold."
With that said, he took a warm towel and handed it to Rong Jiuci to wipe his hands.
Rong Jiuci didn't move: "Wipe it."
Murong Rong did not refuse and wiped Rong Jiuci's hand carefully with a towel.
Rong Jiuci is very good-looking. He is tall and has long legs, broad shoulders and narrow waist. He has a figure that is even more perfect than that of a model. His face is even more handsome. If it weren't for his low profile and heavy power, he would still be
I don’t know how many women would be crazy enough to imprison him, doing this and that all day long.
It doesn’t matter if he is good-looking, his hands are also very good-looking, slender and strong, with thin calluses on the fingertips. These are a pair of beautiful hands that reveal strength.
Murong Rong didn't know what possessed her. After she wiped Rong Jiuci's fingers, she suddenly kissed the back of his hand.
After doing this, Murong Rong was stunned.
She didn't dare to look up because she had noticed the man's increasingly hot and sharp gaze above her head.
boom!
Song Hongfeng put down the chopsticks in her hand, said, "I'm going to the bathroom," and then hurriedly came out of the box.
Oh, you can't bear it anymore?
But, she really couldn't help herself.
It was Song Hongfeng who thought too much.
However, Murong Rong will never feel sorry.
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong and said, "Do you feel comfortable this time?"
Murong Rong subconsciously raised his head and asked, "Do you know everything?"
Murong Rong felt that this sentence was redundant. Who was Rong Jiuci? How could he not know her intentions?
She raised her eyebrows and asked, "You know everything too?"
"Um."
"Then why are you still cooperating?"
When Murong Rong asked this question, she received a look that looked like she was mentally retarded.
Murong Rong understood instantly.
But even after understanding, Murong Rong still couldn't help but ask: "Rong Jiuci, are you really not angry? She and you are childhood sweethearts after all."
"Fool."
How stupid do you have to be to ask such a question.
He raised his hand and rubbed Murong Rong's hair: "I'm sorry."
Unfortunately, Murong Rong and I were not childhood sweethearts.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have missed so many years.
Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly became hot. She pushed away the chair and stood up: "I...I'm going to the bathroom..."
After saying that, she hurriedly left the box. As soon as she walked out, she couldn't help but shed tears.
She is not sad.
But she was happy. She never thought that Rong Jiuci would say this.
I hope I can be childhood sweethearts with her.
Murong Rong laughed, her tearful smile was particularly beautiful.
Murong Rong took a deep breath, calmed down her emotions, and went to the bathroom.
As soon as she closed the door of the box, Rong Jiuci's cell phone rang: "Hello."
Yang Kaiqing's voice rang from the other end: "Mr. Rong, Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye are here."
Rong Jiuci then remembered that his mother told him yesterday that Ye Shizheng and Lin Lanxin wanted to see him.
"Tell them that I will see them when I have time. If things are urgent, ask them to call me."
Yang Kaiqing responded, and after ending the call, he conveyed Rong Jiuci's message.
Their faces suddenly darkened.
Lin Lanxin was very annoyed: "What does Rong Jiuci mean? Are you going to put on airs with me again?"
"Mr. Rong really has something going on." Yang Kaiqing smiled in apology.
"Where is he now? I'm going to find him."
How dare Yang Kaiqing say: "Mrs. Ye, I'm sorry, I really don't know Mr. Rong's whereabouts."
Lin Lanxin was about to say something more when her husband stopped her.
"Tell Rong Jiuci that this matter is very important and ask Rong Jiuci to meet with us as soon as possible."
Yang Kaiqing hurriedly responded and respectfully sent the two of them away.
After entering the elevator and there were only two people there, Lin Lanxin couldn't bear it anymore.
She couldn't help but lose her temper with her husband: "We're just leaving, don't we need to ask Rong Jiuci for an explanation?
Chen Chen is obviously our grandson, how could his mother be Murong Rong!"
"This matter is not urgent at this time."
When Lin Lanxin heard her husband's words, she became even more angry: "Don't be anxious? Why aren't you anxious? Do you know what Wan Xin is like? I went to talk to Wan Xin last night. I originally wanted to persuade her, but she
I agree to everything.”
"Originally I thought Wan Xin had figured it out, but she was afraid that we would kick her out. She was begging me. She said, Mom, can you not kick me out? Don't you know how unbelievable I am? Wan
Xin is our precious daughter, how could I be willing to kick her out, but who would have thought that Wan Xin said it was because she was embarrassed and was afraid that we would not want her."
Lin Lanxin was heartbroken and said in agony: "Ye Shizheng, that is our daughter, our most precious daughter. She was tortured like this by Rong Jiuci, and now she wants to take her child away just to let her go."
That woman Murong Rong has a legitimate reputation, how can I bear this breath? I can't bear it!"
Ye Shizheng took his wife into his arms and comforted her with a gentle voice: "Lan Xin, don't worry, this matter will definitely not be settled like this. Lan Xin is also my daughter. No one can bully her casually, not even Rong Jiuci.
I will definitely let Rong Jiuci give us an explanation for this matter. Even if the two families break up, we will not hesitate!"
When Lin Lanxin heard her husband's words, her anger subsided a lot. She stopped making trouble and left with Ye Shizheng.
…
"...Don't you have eyes? I'm sorry? If I'm sorry, what do you want the police to do?"
"I'm warning you, kneel down and wipe the water off my shoes, remember not to use your hands!"
A trembling, crying voice said: "How can you clean your shoes if you can't use your hands?"
"Use your mouth. Don't you know how to lick?"
Song Hongfeng said this in a low-pitched voice, but it was full of malice.
Murong Rong's brows knitted together. Listening to the constant begging for mercy inside, he took a deep breath and walked in.
Song Hongfeng was lifting her feet and handing her shoes to the waiter who was squatting on the ground, waiting for her to lick it. She heard the bathroom door being pushed open. As soon as she got off the toilet, she showed her identity and drove the person away when she saw someone walking over.
Murong Rong.
"Why are you here?" Song Hongfeng's expression was a little stiff. She didn't expect Murong Rong to come when she was losing her temper.
"Solve a physical problem." Murong Rong seemed to know nothing, "Hongfeng, what's wrong with you? Are you so angry?"