Chapter 971

The timing was just right. Feng Yiyi just woke up. Song ruochu patted her cheek with a smile, and she fell asleep again.

Song ruochu told the nanny a few words, quietly left the room.

Rong Mingyuan looked at his watch. Song ruochu snorted: "don't look. I'm a trustworthy person. I'm not like some people who don't believe what they say."

"It's getting late. Help me to get my mouthwash and face wash. I'm going to sleep." He made a natural transition.

"I think you're OK. It's nothing at all. Just make a fuss."

"I make a mountain out of a molehill? Do you want to see my younger brother? What's the swelling like now? The legs are not closed at all, believe it or not

She pick eyebrow: "good, have ability you let me see."

Her hand was pulled and she fell to g, and the quilt was suddenly pulled apart. Her body was leaning against his Xiang's chamber, but her face was facing some dark and swollen object. She hissed and closed her eyes in horror. She scolded: "you shameless bastard!"

"Don't you want to see it? I can't let you see it? Do you think your husband is not good for a moment? "

"Bah!" Song ruochu severely quenched him, "this is your level!" She was angry than a little thumb, and then straight up in chagrin, "you do it, who knows is really swollen or warped, maybe it is a chemical reaction."

"So you're going to help me out?"

"Roll --" song ruochu couldn't help taking a thick towel on the shelf and smashing it directly into his face, "Rong Mingyuan, I hope you are really disabled, otherwise I will regret how I didn't cut it off for you!"

He pulled off the towel and laughed: "what a vicious woman." But he couldn't let it go.

He also tried to think about what to do next if she wasn't Su ran, but when he thought about the result, his heart would bleed, so he refused to think about it.

She can only be su ran! Even if the handwriting identification results have come out, he is still so persistent that he will not die until he reaches the Yellow River.

It's midnight after waiting for Mr. Rong to wash.

Song ruochu's eyelids begin to fight. She is so sleepy that she wants to go to a warm big bed and have a good sleep. However, she forces herself to wake up. She has something more important to do.

She's waiting, waiting for him to fall asleep, and then

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as a result, he didn't sleep all the time. He was lying on the bed reading, but she couldn't help drowsing on one side of the chair. Her head went up and down, and almost knocked on the corner of the table several times.

Rong Mingyuan's eyes turned from the report in his hand to her face. The warm bed headlamp made her look like she was immersed in the warmth of orange. Beside her body was her delicate breathing, just like countless midnight dreams. As soon as he opened his eyes, she was still

unable to restrain the emotions, he was so careful that he was afraid that the bubble was just in front of him. It was broken when he touched it. Fortunately, this time it was true. At hand, it was her warm body temperature and delicate touch.

But the pain from his lower body made him want to crush her beautiful neck. This woman really has to go

If he is disabled, even he can't eat!

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Song ruochu wakes up in the sun.

Hands habitually to the side of a Mo, a hug, and a rub, she was one by one to sleep next to her, but today this, feel very hard, very bad, the face is not smooth, but also the thorn of life pain.

"Enough kisses?" Depressed, deep ridicule, scared song ruochu sleepless, immediately opened his eyes, into the goal, is Rong Mingyuan's unkind face.

And her posture at the moment is lying on his side, one leg on his stomach, and then lean over to his face to kiss his cheek -

no wonder when the kiss goes on, it's so prickly. His face is just emerging with blue moustache -

the key is that this posture, how strange, how strange, how intimate, how intimate!

"Not enough?" He stared at her bleary eyes gradually turned clear, and then asked, "then I don't mind satisfying your swelling desire!"

He immediately turned over and pressed her under himself.

Song ruochu immediately screamed: "Rong Mingyuan, what have you done to me, you dressed bird ~ beast, get out of my way --"

"well, shout, shout a little louder, let people know that Miss Song ran into my room last night and climbed into my bed, tut Tut --"

Song ruochu's cry suddenly stopped, and her eyes were fixed On his hateful face, he waved: "shut up, stay away from me, you have bad breath --"

now, Rong Zong's face stinks more than his mouth: "say it again!"

"I said you have bad breath. Get away from me!" It's normal to discuss such a close to the facts and life-oriented topic in the early morning, but it's also so bad that it destroys all the beautiful atmosphere, "I stink, aren't you happy? Besides, you think you smell good? I really feel aggrieved for the person you kiss every morning. I can smell your strong body smell in the morning! "Song ruochu was furious: "what do you say, say it again!"

"Of course I have seeds. My seeds are here. Do you have them? I said you -- "

" enough! " In the end, song ruochu is thin skinned and covers his mouth angrily. "I don't want to hear your nonsense, and I don't want to torture each other. Get out of the way!"

Rong Mingyuan snorted, but he stepped back from her. About the problem of bad breath in the morning, it really hurt people's face.

Song ruochu breathed out a breath, sat up and found that his clothes and trousers were still in good condition on him, and his mood improved a bit: "hum, it seems that you will not be able to sow. It's really hard to say. I hope you will be disabled from now on!"

She almost jumped out of Rong Mingyuan's bed and ran to open the door.

The door opened and looked at the face outside.

Early in the morning, it was really frightening. With eyes as big as copper bells and close to the face, song ruochu stepped back, stung by the carpet and fell to the ground: "ah -"

her scream attracted Rong Mingyuan's attention. When she walked out of the room, she only wore a black silk nightgown, which was still wide open, revealing her sexuality Strong muscles with clear barriers.

Mo Qianyu's eyes are a little bigger. She was dressed in a formal and elegant suit. Song ruochu on the ground and Rong Mingyuan on the side were in a mess.

Once you see it, you know that you spent the night together.

Anger, embarrassment and grievance piled up in her eyes instantly. She clenched her handbag, her body was crumbling, but she could do nothing, and even more speechless. With her mouth half open, her expression would be as vivid as she wanted.

Rong Mingyuan squatted down to help song ruochu, but song ruochu knocked off his hand and said angrily, "Rong Mingyuan, if you don't explain to your wife soon, nothing happened to us. It's just that you're sick and I'll take care of you. Mrs. Rong, don't think you're crooked. Your husband will keep his body for you. Well, I'll go first. Please talk slowly."

She from Mo thousand language next to the vacancy drilled out, don't want to, just found next to the door of the room quietly opened a seam.

I'm afraid everyone who lives in these neighboring rooms has taken this scene seriously.

When she patted her forehead, she thought it was a big deal. She not only has no brain to fall into the wolf's nest, but also makes the matter this mess, is really ashamed to Mr. Feng!

After song ruochu left, Rong Mingyuan swept his eyes, and the quietly opened doors closed automatically.

Mo Qianyu stood at the door, staring at his face with a blue beard, but his face burst: "I can come in."

"Come in." Rong Mingyuan turns back to his bedroom. Mo Qianyu brings him to the door and follows him in.

The white big bed in the bedroom has messy sheets, two pillows are thrown beside, and slight concave marks on the bed. You can see that two people were sleeping on G last night. As for the creation of such a chaotic situation, it is necessary to study how they sleep.

Mo Qianyu forced himself not to start, not to see that kind of embarrassment, but the heart is really not taste.

Rong Mingyuan opens the cabinet next to him, takes off his nightgown and changes his clothes as if nothing had happened. Mo Qianyu stares at his thick, neat and powerful back, thinking that he was moled by another woman last night. His heart can't help but tingle.

Mo Guohua is still in prison. She only has her status today by relying on Xu Jinghua. However, only she can understand how painful it is for her to get along with her former beauty and later indifference.

Rong Mingyuan put on his shirt and wore a long black leather suit at will. His whole body was like a model walking down the stage. As he walked, he said, "come here so early, why?"

Mo Qianyu greedily stares at his thin waist and broad arms, and forces himself to ease his dry voice: "nothing's wrong. I heard that you're here on holiday, and I'd like to see you and relax."

"Vacation? Relax? " Rong Mingyuan made a cup of mellow black coffee for himself. Suddenly he turned his head and his eyes were sharp. "Who told you that we are here on holiday to relax?"

Mo Qianyu hawed and hesitated. He didn't know how to deal with it. Rong Mingyuan's relentless questioning did not leave any respect: "Mingyuan, I..."

"Go back. We're here to work. If you want to take a holiday, I'll send you abroad to relax." He picked up his mobile phone and ordered a ticket to Hawaii for Mo Qianyu.

Mo thousand language very white face, Rong Mingyuan but indifferent left the room: "go."

"I haven't had breakfast yet. Can I have breakfast before I leave?" She made the request in embarrassment.

"Whatever you want." Rong Mingyuan goes out.

Mo Qianyu keeps up with him in a hurry.

The restaurant of the hotel has gathered the staff who come to eat. Seeing Rong Mingyuan and Mo Qianyu appear together, they all put down their chopsticks and spoons and look at them in surprise.

Rong Mingyuan takes food without squinting. Mo Qianyu nods with a smile. She looks around, but she doesn't see song ruochu.

She went to Rong Mingyuan's side and apologized to him: "Mingyuan, I don't feel very hungry. I won't eat any more. Go back first and eat slowly."He didn't look back.