Rong Jincheng didn't drink, so he put all her expression into his eyes, and the kiss on his lips became more delicate, kissing from her neck to her eyebrows.

He really liked her eyebrows and eyes, with long eyelashes and affectionate eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were filled with watery tenderness. Even if it was empty and weak, it could not block the confusing charm.

Especially under the light, her beautiful face exudes a different style, which makes him unable to stop.

Rong Jin was a little selfless when she kissed her.

But Han Yurou frowned and pushed him.

But the strength of men and women is very different, and she is no match for him after all.

Compared to the past few days, Rong Jincheng's kiss was much gentler and no longer raging, and took good care of her emotions.

His nightgown fell on the ground.

Han Yurou shook her head and avoided his kiss: "I don't want it."

"Hmm? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He stopped obediently at once.

"Well, I want to sleep."

"Do you know what time it is now? Eight o'clock. You don't usually go to bed so early, let alone you sleep in today. Why are you so sleepy? Could it be that you are really pregnant?" Rong Jincheng joked.

He was really joking, his eyes were filled with a smile.

He is in a good mood.

But Han Yurou's face changed. She looked at him silently: "I can't afford to make some jokes."

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Don't be so serious, you know that I like to joke, and I don't have a certain personality in my daily life. Just don't bother with me."

Moreover, he didn't think he was joking.

This is not impossible.

He has never done any measures

"Rong Jincheng, you are twenty-four, not fourteen, are you saying the wrong thing or doing the wrong thing, I can't even bother with you?"

"It's not what I mean. I just want to say that the country is easy to change and its nature is hard to change. My personality is not something I can change overnight. If you really say something wrong, don't take it to your heart."

"Don't worry, I won't care about anything with you." Han Yurou didn't have too many expressions on her face, and she was not interested at all, so she was too lazy to raise her eyes.

"Hehe." Rong Jincheng smiled, "From the age, you are my sister, so it's okay not to care about me, right? The teacher has taught me since childhood, so you should respect the elderly and love the young."

"Get out." Han Yurou pushed him away while he was not paying attention.

Rong Jincheng looked in a particularly good mood today. She pushed her aside and was not angry. Instead, she lay on the bed, holding her head and looking at her.

Han Yurou got up and poured a glass of warm water.

If you feel a little uncomfortable in your lower abdomen, it will be much better if you drink some warm water.

Rong Jincheng's eyes remained on her body, without taking them away, and the corners of his lips were in an upward curve.

Han Yurou stood beside the bed, shaking the water in the cup, drinking it sipped.

"Rou Rou." He called her, "Is there a custom in your hometown?"

Han Yurou frowned: "What?"

"Your mother said that your father passed away. According to the custom, we have to get married within three months, or we have to wait until three years later, is that true?"

"Just listen to my mom's words."

"Then do you want to get married?"

Han Yurou's hand holding the cup trembled, and the water in the cup almost spilled out.

There were complex emotions in her eyes, gathering together little by little.

"Get married? Who are you with?" she sneered.

"With me, why? Don't you want to marry me?" Rong Jincheng looked at her leisurely and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chapter completed!