Suddenly there was no sound around.

Rong Jincheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and smoked a whole cigarette, then walked over casually, lifted his foot and kicked Han Yurou's leg.

Han Yurou hurried to the edge of the bed in panic, raised her red eyes and looked at him.

Rong Jincheng sneered: "You are like this, I really doubt whether you are going to kill me."

His bare feet gently stroked her fair legs.

It's really delicate and has a good touch.

Han Yurou didn't say anything, and there was no expression on her face.

"Is that the meal yours?" Rong Jincheng looked at a set meal on the table, and it seemed that it was cold.

"Um."

“Why not eat it.”

“…”

"Oh, why did I forget it? It's important to escape where to eat." Rong Jincheng sneered again.

Han Yurou bit her lip without responding.

Rong Jincheng's feet were still rubbing her legs, looking at her enjoyment.

Although his body was covered with blood marks scratched by her, he was not in a bad mood at this moment.

A man will not feel too bad after being satisfied, and he is no exception.

Rong Jincheng picked up the cell phone that fell to the ground and threw it to Han Yurou: "Send a text message to the person you are thinking about and tell him not to get involved in other people's private affairs."

Of course, Han Yurou would not send text messages to Qiao Sinian.

She held her knees with both hands and did not move.

"If you don't send it? If you don't send it, I will call him in person. But I don't like to call him for no reason. If I want to call, then just have some exciting things, such as letting him listen to you..."

"Enough!" Han Yurou's face turned red, "I have nothing to do with Master Qiao. Don't judge a gentleman by his villain's heart!"

"I have a low level of education. Explain to me, what does it mean to judge a gentleman by his or her heart? Who is a villain? Who is a gentleman? Hum?"

"I'm tired and want to sleep, can I?" Han Yurou bit her lips tightly.

"Then you say, am I good to you?"

"..." Han Yurou refused to say it.

Rong Jincheng rubbed her legs with his feet and circled: "I don't like girls who lie, nor do I like girls who deceive me. To be honest, am I good to you?"

"Rong Jincheng, do you have to force me like this?"

Han Yurou raised her head and stared at his demonic eyes.

She saw a sinister joke on his face.

He stood condescendingly, as if she was just his toy, a toy that he could control at will.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Han Yurou subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover herself.

Rong Jincheng sneered, withdrew his foot and walked towards the door.

The door opened, and the woman standing outside the door was nothing but Xiao Zi.

"Beauty, have we seen it somewhere? I didn't have a special service." Rong Jincheng showed his iconic smile again, pure natural and pollution-free.

"Where is Miss Han?" Xiao Zi received a call from Qiao Sinian.

"Do you say my girlfriend? Are you in the bedroom, are you going to come in?"

"I'll say a few words to her."

"Rourou, this beauty wants to say a few words to you." Rong Jincheng was not stupid. He recognized her as Qiao Sinian's person.

The lights in the hotel were dim last time, and he didn't see them too clearly. When he saw them today, he saw that this woman was really amazing.

It seems...it looks familiar.

Oh, by the way, isn’t it the heroine in the photos he saw in Meng Chen’s drawer?

I see.

Qiao Sinian's subordinates all like to eat grass beside their nests, and the fat water will not flow to outsiders' fields.

"Miss Han." Xiao Zi shouted, "How are you?"
Chapter completed!