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Xia Anan was in a daze for about a minute, she came back to her senses, extended her hand out, and poked Mi Su who was engrossed in eating, "Mi Su, Mi Su?"

"Hmm?" Mi Su was disturbed, she raised her eyes and looked at Xia Anan.

Xia Anan pointed behind her, "He, the Rong Jinchu that I told you about, who's the better one?"

Rong Jinchu raised his hand, and at his fingertips, he picked up a strand of Mi Su's soft hair and twirled it in circles.

Mi Su sensed someone behind him and smelled a familiar scent.

She licked her lips, licked the bit of cream from her mouth, then turned her head.

Upon seeing Rong Jinchu's face, his small face immediately fell …

Under Xia Anan's questioning gaze, just as Mi Su was about to say that this was the Rong Jinchu that she was talking about, she felt her chin being lifted.

Rong Jinchu pinched her chin, sizing her up from head to toe, "This is very beautiful."

Mi Su wanted to cry.

I really want to!

Was his sudden appearance here to think of a way to kill her?

In the next second, tears appeared in her eyes.

When Rong Jinchu thought about the scene of her crying until his throat turned hoarse and inside the carriage, he thought that she was about to cry. Without thinking, he leaned over and kissed his soft and tender lips before Mi Su could even open his mouth to speak.

After eating the dessert, her lips were as soft as usual.

The sweetness in his mouth still retained the aroma of milk and fruits from the cake he had just eaten.

Xia Anan opened her eyes wide.

F * ck!

She's still here!

Do you have to be such a masochist?

She opened her mouth and saw that the two of them seemed to be ignoring each other as they kissed like there was a raging fire.

After a moment of surprise, she looked at the bodyguard standing by the side. Remembering how respectful the bodyguard was to this man, her rationality gradually returned to normal.

The way they treated the man in front of them could only mean one thing.

The man in front of him was the pervert who wanted to kill Mi Su.

Mi Su fainted from the kiss, her breathing quickened.

On the other hand, Rong Jinchu's kissing was becoming more and more skillful, and his breathing was not the least bit disturbed.

He let go of Mi Su and saw that her face was flushed red. Then, he realised that a hint of a peach-coloured beauty had actually appeared from her ears.

Rong Jinchu reached out his hand, and gently caressed her ear with his thumb and forefinger, feeling that he especially liked his touch.

He realized that if he spent too much time with Mi Su, he would know that every single part of her body was a treasure.

Mi Su came back to reality and slapped Rong Jinchu's hand away.

When they saw that Xia Anan was still there, their cheeks turned even redder.

She waved her hand and explained, "About that … Safe … "Don't think too much into it …"

He really just wanted to kill her.

As for why she kissed her, Mi Su did not know either.

Probably...

It's because she's so beautiful...

His carelessness had aroused Rong Jinchu's desire …

Xia Anan nodded, she was very clear about Mi Su's situation, even though her thoughts were dirty, she still stood on Mi Su's side, "No way, I won't think too much about it."

Rong Jinchu didn't even give Xia Anan a glance as he directly carried Mi Su and left without saying a word.

A group of people disappeared from Xia Anan's line of sight.

Xia Anan looked at the direction they disappeared in, and immediately called the police.

Jin Garden.

Mi Su sat beside Rong Jinchu, appreciating the leisurely food Rong Jinchu ate while holding onto his blade and fork.

Her eyes turned, looking at Rong Jinchu's face.

From the looks of it, she wouldn't die so soon.

But during this period when her life was at stake, she couldn't possibly continue staying at the Jin Garden and doing nothing, could she?

Seeing Rong Jinchu put down his cutlery, she felt that they needed to have a good talk. Thus, Mi Su took the initiative to be attentive, took out the handkerchief that was placed on the side, and gave it to Rong Jinchu.

Rong Jinchu took it. He wiped his mouth.

Mi Su organized her thoughts, lowered her voice, and spoke gently, "Rong Jinchu, let's talk."