Murong Rong raised his head, looked at Rong Jiuci with speechless eyes, and said, "What are you thinking about?"
"Am I not teasing you? I am just teasing you." Her little hands got into Rong Jiuci's shirt, her fingertips danced playfully on his back, and her almond-shaped eyes were as charming as silk.
"Are you sure now?"
Rong Jiuci's eyes suddenly burst into flames. He looked at Murong Rong for a moment, then leaned over and hugged Murong Rong directly.
"You asked for this. You are not allowed to ask for mercy."
Murong Rong was put on the bed by Rong Jiuci. Instead of running away as usual, she raised her head and kissed Rong Jiuci's thin lips, then her chin, Adam's apple...
Her kiss was like a flame wherever it touched, instantly igniting Rong Jiuci.
But he still restrained himself, fearing that his movements would be too wild and hurt the child in Murong Rong's belly.
Murong Rong was a little confused: "Are you tired? If you are tired, go to bed early."
Rong Jiuci suddenly looked into Murong Rong's eyes and clearly saw what was going on in her heart.
He laughed out of anger, raised his hand and pinched her chin: "Remember, this is what you asked for."
Then, he kissed Murong Rong's lips fiercely.
The atmosphere in the room was hot and lingering, and the moon outside the window shyly hid in the clouds.
The next day.
As soon as Murong Rong got up from the bed, the soreness of her limbs made her fall back onto the bed.
"Can't get up?"
The man, who was fully dressed, stood beside the bed refreshed and said hypocritically: "I blame you for this, you are too greedy."
Murong Rong glared at the man: "Go away!"
Rong Jiuci chuckled: "Why do you want me to go away? Throw it away right after you use it? Rong Rong, this is not a good habit."
Murong Rong: "..."
This man's face is probably getting thicker and thicker.
Murong Rong went to the hospital for another day, and by the time she got to the studio, it was a little late.
When Ning Yichu saw Murong Rong, he immediately came up to her: "Sister Mu, you are finally here? Go and see Bai Bai."
"Bai Bai, what's wrong?"
Ning Yichu shook his head: "I can't tell, it's just weird. Bai Bai, it seemed like he was in the store the whole time last night."
Murong Rong frowned and immediately went to find Ji Baibai.
She found Ji Baibai in the utility room. The utility room, which was not big in the first place, was packed to the brim.
There are all models placed inside, and at a glance there are about a dozen.
These models were all styled by Ji Baibai.
Judging from the complexity of these shapes, it takes at least an hour to complete the modeling of one model, and now Ji Baibai has already made the last one.
This is more than just not going back for one night, it's probably not even a moment's rest.
"Bai Bai, what are you doing?"
"I'm practicing." Ji Baibai pulled Murong Rong over: "Look, some of these are my new hairstyles, and some are the hairstyles I just designed. What do you think?"
"Looks good."
"Yeah, I also think that I might actually have some talent. I must work harder so that I can do better."
"You can become very good if you work hard normally, but this definitely does not include abnormal hard work."
Ji Baibai blinked: "What an abnormal effort."
"Yichu told me that you didn't go back last night."
"Yes, I just suddenly had inspiration. Moreover, you are working so hard, how can I be embarrassed to keep being a salty fish?"
"What happened?"
"What?" Ji Baibai pretended to be stupid: "Nothing happened."
"It seems that you want me to ask Yichu, or else you can adjust the monitoring." Murong Rong said and called Ning Yichu in a loud voice.
"Rong Rong!"
Ji Baibai pulled Murong Rong: "Don't go."
"So, what happened?"
Ji Baibai looked at Murong Rong's firm eyes and knew that she couldn't deal with it. She let go of Murong Rong's hand and was silent for a while before saying: "Actually, it's nothing special. After you and Mr. Rong left yesterday,
Feng Zhenzhen is here."
"Feng Zhenzhen is here? What is she here for?" Murong Rong suddenly realized: "She took you to Meiyuan?"
"Yeah." Ji Baibai didn't hide anything anymore.
"She did that on purpose. She did that on purpose to irritate you."
"I know, I yelled at her like that yesterday, and Feng Zhenzhen's face became very ugly." Ji Baibai wanted to laugh, but the smile was too shallow, too bland, and too bitter.
"Rong Rong, do you know? Before yesterday, I had always been very determined. I was determined that I was the one who loved Cheng Linchuan the most, and I was also convinced that I was the most suitable person for Cheng Linchuan."
"Now, you don't think so?" Murong Rong's brows knitted into a knot: "Ji Baibai, you don't seem to be someone who gives up so easily."
Ji Baibai did not answer Murong Rong's words, but said: "I remember I told you about Cheng Linchuan's life experience before.
Although my parents took good care of Cheng Linchuan at that time, he had no adults around him after all, and the money left by his aunt was not much, so he had always been very frugal with his expenses, only having a few pieces of clothing throughout the year.
To be honest, if it weren't for his punchable face and good figure, he would have been laughed at by his classmates for being poor.
Perhaps because of his childhood experience, when he became able to make money in the future, Cheng Linchuan was still very frugal and wore very ordinary clothes.
Maybe I have always watched Cheng Linchuan walk like this, so I thought he was like this. Until yesterday."
Ji Baibai fell silent, and clenched his fingers quietly beside him: "It wasn't until last night when I saw Cheng Linchuan wearing an expensive handmade custom-made suit and an expensive watch that he looked like a handsome and unrestrained nobleman.
What I thought was wrong.
He is no longer the young man in my memory who worked hard to survive, nor is he the little boss who worked overtime every day and begged for help every day for the company."
"If there are other children in the Cheng family, I think this will be the same. I will tell myself that happiness is the most important thing, and I will also say that it will not matter if Cheng Linchuan does not return to the Cheng family.
But that's not the case. Cheng Linchuan is the only child of the Cheng family. He just needs to go back and follow Feng Zhenzhen..."
She couldn't say the words about getting married and having children, but the corners of her eyes turned red: "He will be able to live a different life."
Murong Rong frowned: "Bai Bai, Cheng Linchuan doesn't care about this. When Rong Jiuci and I left yesterday, he begged me not to tell you. He cares about you very much, and he is also working hard to find a solution."
"After I left Meiyuan last night, I came to the studio. I took apart all the models I bought online and started modeling them. I made nine of them throughout the night."
"Based on my current charging standard of 500 yuan a time, I can probably earn 4,500 yuan. But this does not include makeup. Even if I spend on makeup, nine customers will not exceed 10,000 yuan.
And I can earn so much because of the blooming. If there is no blooming, just based on my current reputation, charging two hundred at a time would be too much for others.
Even if it is in full bloom, I can only serve so many customers in a month."
"Rong Rong, 10,000 yuan a month, this is all for me. Without giving you a share, how long do you think it will take for me to earn a watch on Cheng Linchuan's wrist and a cuff on his cuff?"