Chapter 425: Gone to the wrong room
"Madam, after sending Xigu back, Mr. left immediately, as if there was something important to deal with. Sister Chen came out of the kitchen and wiped her hands and explained to An Mengyi.
"Oh, I see. An Mengyi nodded, indicating that she knew, but her voice was a little listless.
Sister Chen looked at their state, how could she not know that the little couple had a conflict: "Madam, recently the president really broke his heart to find you, I don't dare to say anything else, as far as I can see, the husband I saw went to find Miss Su for you every day, and went around to find your whereabouts." β
"There are still things in my husband's company, and I know a little about this, every day my husband comes back with a meeting, and every time he has to push it until night to start work. Sister Chen sighed: "This work will not end until the early hours of the morning, and when I leave, I will go in early in the morning to clean, and my husband is still at the desk." β
An Mengyi lowered her head and looked at Rong Xigu on her lap, and touched his head: "Go wash and wash, let's get ready to sleep!"
"Okay!" Rong Xigu agreed, and then raised his head again: "Mom, can Xigu sleep with you tonight?"
An Mengyi showed a gentle smile: "It's okay." β
"Okay!" Rong Xigu jumped happily, and then walked upstairs briskly, looking at the back, he could see the child's happiness.
An Mengyi watched Rong Xigu leave, and then turned around: "Sister Chen, I know that you feel sorry for Jing Hao, and we didn't have any conflicts, it was true that I left for a while because of something in the past two days, and it wasn't that I lost my temper." β
"As for Jing Hao...... Trouble Sister Chen to tell him to pay more attention to rest and not to be too tired. An Mengyi whispered to Sister Chen.
Sister Chen sighed quietly beside An Mengyi: "Madam, it's not that you don't know the character of Mr., if you didn't care about him, he wouldn't listen." β
After Sister Chen said this, she shook her head and turned around and went back to the kitchen without saying anything more.
An Mengyi didn't know what to do in her heart. In fact, when I came back and saw that Rong Jinghao was not at home, I couldn't tell whether I was lost or relaxed, and my heart was like being covered by a dark cloud, full of sorrow.
An Mengyi cleaned up her mood and turned to go upstairs. Just as she had closed the upstairs door, the downstairs door opened.
Sister Chen just came out after washing her things and ran into Rong Jinghao, who had just come back. Sister Chen's eyes looked upwards and found that An Mengyi had already entered the door, and said, "Sir, Madam has returned." β
"Hmm. Rong Jinghao pulled the tie away, and then asked, "Where did she go?"
Xigu wanted to sleep with Madame, and Madame agreed. Sister Chen replied, seeing that Rong Jinghao was about to go upstairs, Sister Chen called him again: "Sir, Mrs. asked me to tell you to rest well and not be too tired." β
Rong Jinghao paused: "Let her come and talk to me herself." β
After speaking, he went upstairs and strode towards Rong Xigu's room, at this time his door was tightly closed, and he could not see the scene inside.
Rong Jinghao stayed at Rong Xigu's door for a few minutes before turning around and leaving.
At night, An Mengyi woke up.
Xu is the temperature of the air conditioner is a little high, which makes An Mengyi sleep a little dry. An Mengyi got out of bed and walked towards Rong Xigu's table, but the kettle on the table was only a little bit, which was not enough to quench her thirst.
An Mengyi grabbed her messy hair, opened the door, and could only go downstairs to drink water.
The night is already deep, Sister Chen has already slept, and there are only small lights around the house, and the dim lights are not too dazzling. An Mengyi yawned and walked down the stairs, only to feel a little sober, holding a glass of water and drinking two large glasses, the dryness in her throat disappeared completely.
An Mengyi took a pot of water and went upstairs and went straight to the room. In the middle of the night, her head was a little unclear, and when An Mengyi reacted, she was already staring at Rong Jinghao opposite.
Rong Jinghao didn't expect An Mengyi to appear suddenly, and the cigarette in his hand hadn't been extinguished.
An Mengyi rubbed her eyes, looked around carefully, and made sure that she hadn't returned to Rong Xigu's room, and there was a hint of embarrassment on her face instantly: "I'm sorry, there's a wrong room, so I'll leave." β
An Mengyi turned around in a daze, and then brought Rong Jinghao's door up. Standing behind the door, An Mengyi actually felt that her heart was pounding and beating.
"What's going on......" An Mengyi stroked her chest.
Rong Jinghao, who was in the door, was also a little unbearable, should he go to An Mengyi again?
Thinking like this, Rong Jinghao still paced to the door, stared at the wooden door panel, took a deep breath of cigarette, and was about to spit it out, but the door opened.
An Mengyi, who had just opened the door, felt a pungent smell of smoke, followed by Rong Jinghao's cough.
It was Rong Jinghao who forcibly held back the breath he was about to spit out when he saw An Mengyi, causing himself to choke on himself.
"Are you okay?" An Mengyi hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back to help him calm down. When he was better, he brought his cup and poured him a glass of water.
Rong Jinghao waved his hand, signaling that he was fine, and then slowed down, picked up the water cup and poured it in one go.
An Mengyi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he didn't cough, and turned around and put the cup down: "How old is it......
When he turned around again, he was faced with Rong Jinghao, who was staring at his eyes without blinking.
An Mengyi paused for a second or two, and then said: "Oh, I just saw that you are still here, just to remind you, it's quite late, rest early, I'll ...... Go back first. β
An Mengyi smiled at him to hide her embarrassment, and then planned to leave the room like a nobody.
Without waiting for An Mengyi to go out, there was a slight sound behind her, and a black shadow came up, and then she was surrounded by a warm embrace.
"Rong Jinghao, let go of me. An Mengyi said.
"You come in, what are you going to go?" Rong Jinghao hugged An Mengyi's waist tightly, put his head on An Mengyi's shoulder, and sniffed the fragrance in her hair.
"I just went to the wrong room and didn't want to come in, don't get me wrong!" An Mengyi reached out and wanted to pull Rong Jinghao's arm away, but she didn't expect Rong Jinghao's strength to be very strong, and it was in vain.
"The first time, I can understand that you have the wrong room, but what about the second time?" Rong Jinghao didn't believe An Mengyi's statement at all.
"I just saw that the light was on in your bedroom, so I came in to remind you that it is very inappropriate to work so late. An Mengyi reminded Rong Jinghao to lie on An Mengyi's shoulder and secretly showed a smile: "I know." β
"Hmm......" An Mengyi felt an itch in her neck. It was Rong Jinghao's exhaled hot breath that sprayed An Mengyi's neck.
An Mengyi shrunk her neck and said, "Rong Jinghao, you let go of me first." β
"Don't let go. These two words Rong Jinghao said lazily and firmly.
"It's so late, Xigu is still waiting for me, you can rest early. An Mengyi patted his arm: "We can't stick together all the time, right?"
Xigu fell asleep. Rong Jinghao reminded that it doesn't matter if it's sticky like this.
"Let go. An Mengyi's tone was a little irritable: "Xigu will be anxious if he can't see me when he wakes up." β
"He couldn't wake up. Rong Jinghao said firmly.
"How do you know if he can't wake up?" An Mengyi asked angrily.
"Because father and son are connected. Rong Jinghao said, but he didn't want to let go of his hand.
"Rong Jinghao!" An Mengyi called him: "Look at what you look like now, naΓ―ve like a child." β
"Don't move, let me hold it a little longer. Rong Jinghao was unmoved by her words, even if An Mengyi said more, it would not stimulate Rong Jinghao.
An Mengyi knew that her resistance was ineffective, so she simply didn't move and let Rong Jinghao hold her, waiting for him to hold enough and let go of her hand.
After another short while, Rong Jinghao moved his arm. An Mengyi hurriedly broke free from his arms and was about to leave, but she didn't expect to be pulled into her arms by Rong Jinghao again.
This time, An Mengyi faced Rong Jinghao, and before she could react, she was already picked up and moved out of the study.
An Mengyi panicked: "Rong Jinghao, what are you doing? Let me down!"
Rong Jinghao hugged him very steadily, and returned to his bedroom in a few steps. As soon as An Mengyi was put on the bed, An Mengyi jumped down and wanted to run out.
How could Rong Jinghao not see her intentions, before An Mengyi pulled down the door, he slapped the door panel with one hand, quickly closed the door, and dragged An Mengyi back into his arms with the other hand to prevent her from moving again.
Before An Mengyi came back to her senses, she heard the sound of the door locking in front of her.
A man and a woman, in the same room, what could happen? What else could happen?
An Mengyi was already a little angry, but the physical disparity between men and women was still very large, and she understood what she might have to face at night.
An Mengyi pursed her lips, forget it, she will be arched by a pig, and she will not lose anything.
Rong Jinghao looked at An Mengyi, who was motionless with her eyes closed, a little funny, and felt a little cute, she couldn't help but bow her head and kiss it, and then picked An Mengyi up again and put her on the bed.
The bedroom did not turn on the lights, but the curtains were not closed, but the bright moonlight was ambiguous at this time, and the kiss seemed even hotter.
An Mengyi felt a pair of big hands clasping her waist tightly, but strangely there was no next move.
Rong Jinghao kissed An Mengyi's forehead and covered the quilt: "Sleep, I won't touch you." β
An Mengyi didn't expect such a result.
Rong Jinghao pulled the quilt and let An Mengyi lie in his arms, and the two of them were completely quiet.
"But Xigu ......" An Mengyi relieved herself, and began to worry about Rong Xigu, who was sleeping: "I promised him that he wouldn't wake up alone." β