Early in the morning, there was a slight sound of the door tinkling to clean up.

Yuan Lang: "Aunt Zheng, what are you doing, do you need my help?"

Aunt Zheng pulled her cheeks and replied lukewarmly, "No." ”

Since people said no, Yuan Lang would not be bored.

knocked three times in front of Rong Zheng's door.

"Come in. ”

Rong Zheng had already finished washing, and sat on the recliner for a long time, with a cup of strong tea in his hand, a cigarette between his fingertips, and a sharp look in his eyes.

Yuan Lang's footsteps were slight, and it was the first time she had seen Rong Zheng's appearance.

It seems that after he snooped on the other party's secret, this person was unwilling to even cover it up.

Is this a complete self-indulgence?

"It's coming..."Rong Zheng flicked off the ashes, stood up and walked towards Yuan Lang.

At this moment, Yuan Lang suddenly noticed that Rong Zheng was so tall, and after he stood up, he was even taller than Rong Qi's height.

He wore a white shirt and black trousers, and the shirt was halfway tucked into the waistband of his trousers. The neckline of the dress is wide open, and you can see the strong and powerful muscles inside.

Early in the morning, this is indeed a thrilling picture that makes people's blood rush.

Don't look at Rong Zheng who has been in a wheelchair for so long, but his figure is well maintained, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, standard clothing looks thin, and an inverted triangle figure with flesh on undressing.

Yuan Lang was slightly uncomfortable and didn't overdo it.

A sexy laugh came from overhead, "Satisfied with what you see?"

knew that the other party did it on purpose, but Yuan Lang still blushed involuntarily.

Rong Zheng stretched out his arms, lowered his head and smiled, "Help me tidy up." ”

Yuan Lang: "?"

"What?"

Rong Zheng repeated: "Tidy up your clothes"

Yuan Lang slowly moved his eyes to the other party's loose clothes and pants, and asked ashamedly and annoyedly, "Your legs are wasted, and your hands are wasted?"

"You came to take care of me, shouldn't you have done all this?" Rong Zheng said with a smile, Yuan Lang's face that had been flat almost cracked, and he clenched his fists, really wanting to break this person's smile with a punch.

Yuan Lang took a breath and asked with some anger: "You used to let Liu'er serve you like this?"

Rong Zheng didn't laugh angrily, got a little closer to Yuan Lang, and said slowly: "Of course... Nope..."

"It's just for you. ”

Yuan Lang didn't realize that now she was only a few centimeters away from Rong Zheng.

She looked up angrily, and Rong Zheng's lowered thin lips just brushed Yuan Lang's soft lips.

A shuddering electric current flowed between the two of them.

Rong Zheng smiled and narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "You like this?"

Yuan Lang almost burst into a foul mouth, "Rub, what are you talking about?"

Just when Yuan Lang was about to go berserk, Rong Zheng took it when he saw it, straightened up, quickly stuffed his shirt into his pants with his own hands, pulled his hair a few times, sat down in a wheelchair, and said seriously: "Push it out." ”

The end is all in one go.

At this time, the man had a gentle smile on his face, a beautiful scenery and a gentleman like jade.

Yuan Lang's sullen breath choked in her throat, not up, not down, so uncomfortable that she couldn't do it.

Downstairs, Yu Jiaping's face was full of tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she sat at the dining table without saying a word, and the breakfast in front of her didn't move at all.

Rong Qi sat there with a gloomy face, ignoring Yu Jiaping's eyes staring at him from time to time.

"Second Young Master, Jiaping's luggage has been packed, you see..."

Aunt Zheng didn't finish her words, and Yu Jiaping reacted greatly.

Jumping in front of Rong Qi like a bazooka, he stopped abruptly when he was about half a meter away from him, his eyes were miserable, and the tears were as if they were flowing endlessly.

"You... Are you really going to get rid of me?"

Rong Qi was unmoved, just stared at Yu Jiaping with extremely indifferent eyes, and let her step by step back, slumped in her position, bowing her head and weeping.

Rong Zheng asked suspiciously: "What's the matter, Xiao Qi, you say..."

Rong Qi glanced at his brother, his mouth pursed even tighter, and when he looked closely, he seemed to have some grievances in it.

He finally moved his gaze to Yuan Lang behind him, his back was clenched into fists behind him, and his green tendons were exposed.

Yu Jiaping watched from behind hatefully, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

It's all to blame for Xie Yuanlang, who has a seductive fox face.

Yu Jiaping's gaze seemed to be quenched with poison, but after coming into contact with Rong Zheng's gaze that swept over at random, she was frightened and shrunk again.

Rong Zheng's smile deepened, and he touched his chin interestingly.

Yuan Lang didn't like Rong Qi to look at himself like this, leaned over, changed the topic, and said, "You... What did you look for me yesterday?"

Rong Qi's whole body stiffened for a moment, and Yu Jiaping was so nervous that she bit her lower lip out of blood.

She was afraid, afraid that Second Brother Rong would insist on going her own way, and then let her fend for herself.

Rong Qi wanted to continue the original interruption yesterday, but his mouth opened a few times, and he still couldn't speak.

He said unwillingly, "It's okay..."

The strange look on his face could be seen clearly by all the people present, and Rong Qi suddenly looked at Yuanlang with some expectation.

Perhaps, maybe she'll ask me...

As long as she asks, she will definitely say...

It's just that what disappointed him was that Yuan Lang said a faint "oh", then turned his head and didn't care anymore.

Rong Zheng also smiled, put his backhand on the back of Yuan Lang's hand holding the handle of the wheelchair, and patted it lightly.

Yuan Lang was like an electric shock and wanted to shrink back, but Rong Zheng retreated as soon as she touched it, and she didn't want to act too exaggerated.

Yuan Lang was so angry that she couldn't do it, and at this time, Rong Zheng's image completely collapsed in her heart.

Compared with the original image, Rong Zheng in front of her now has a kind of evil spirit in her gentleness and elegance, intentionally or unintentionally, there is always an illusion that she is being teased by him.

"Big brother, you tell the second brother, I... I don't want to move out. Yu Jiaping suddenly plucked up her courage and begged Rong Zheng, who she was most afraid of.

Rong Zheng took a mouthful of porridge, frowned, pushed it aside, and then looked up at Yu Jiaping lightly, and with this glance, she pressed down what she still wanted to say.

Yu Jiaping just shed tears silently, and didn't dare to say anything about pleading.

This tearful appearance is really pitying.

It's just that the hearts of the other people at the scene are all made of iron and stone, and even Yuan Lang can ignore her non-stop voice, sit calmly in front of his place, and enjoy breakfast.

Yuan Lang found that Rong Zheng seemed to be very fond of sweetness, and in his bowl of porridge, he had already seen him scoop several spoonfuls of white sugar and put it in it, and now he saw him stretching out his hand to the porcelain jar where the white sugar was placed.

"It's not good to eat too much sugar. ”

The air in the entire restaurant was filled with a meal, and even the whispers of weeping that had not stopped stopping stopped for a moment.

Rong Qi's eyes were deep, and the hand holding the tableware was slightly constricted.

Rong Zheng was stunned for a moment, then responded with a smile and said "yes", and pushed away the porridge bowl that was almost a sugar jar.

"Auntie, help me fill a bowl of porridge again. ”