"What kind of wedding do you want to have?" Xing Rui Meng tilted her head and thought.

Lang is compatible, happy, and full of love. Beautiful bride, crystal slipper, white wedding dress, bridal bouquet, ring...... The bride and groom's "I do", as well as "I love you", and "now, the groom can kiss the bride".

But if there is no love, all this qiē is meaningless.

Xing Rui Meng didn't look forward to a wedding without love at all, so she shook her head, "I don't want any wedding!" ”

Rong Fanxi was very satisfied with this answer: "This is the best. ”

This little woman is a little self-aware.

Xing Ruimeng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

If you don't want to have a wedding, just say it, why bother asking so roundabout!

When he arrived at the old mansion, when he talked about the wedding, Rong Fanxi said that he was busy during this time, and they would arrange it themselves in the future.

Rong Jincheng is busy dealing with the company's affairs every day, how can he have the leisure to hold a wedding for Rong Fanxi, Ye Jingqi is not very satisfied with his daughter-in-law, and sees that his son has no intention of holding a wedding immediately, and he has no heart to show up, saying that they will do it themselves.

It seems that there is no need to have a wedding right away, and Xing Ruimeng and Rong Fanxi are relieved.

After dinner, it rained heavily, and Rong Fanxi and Xing Ruimeng had to stay in the old house again.

went upstairs and entered the blue and black cold room, Xing Ruimeng no longer had a strange feeling, every time she spent the night in the old mansion, she lived in this room of Rong Fanxi.

Now in this room, there are more feminine products, and there are more clothes in the wardrobe.

"You sleep in the bed, I sleep on the floor!"

Closing the door, Xing Ruimeng said very consciously.

The last time she lived in this room with Rong Fanxi was the first time she went to the Rong family's old house, and that night she was suddenly held down by Rong Fanxi and kissed wildly, Xing Ruimeng was deeply impressed.

Rong Fanxi ignored her, went straight into the bathroom, and half an hour later, walked out with a bath towel around his waist.

The sturdy upper body, completely exposed to the air, the wet hair, there are still water droplets, and with a handsome face that makes a woman scream Cheng Dù, the whole person looks wild and charming.

With such a man standing in front of him, it will be difficult for a woman to hold on.

"Well, Rong Fanxi, can you put on your clothes first." Xing Ruimeng watched Rong Fanxi take a towel and wipe the wet hair on her head, and unconsciously, swallowed her saliva.

She felt weird and a little annoyed by her reaction.

What's wrong with her, it's not like she hasn't seen a handsome guy!

Seeing Xing Ruimeng's red face, Rong Fanxi couldn't help but tease her.

"Xing Ruimeng, come here, dry my hair." He sat down on a round chair in the room and threw the towel on Xing Ruimeng.

Taking the towel, Xing Ruimeng walked up to him, wiped it for him silently, and used a hair dryer to help him blow his hair.

Her eyes were fixed on his short black hair, and she thought silently in her heart, when he was Xiaobao who had just taken a bath, although the model was a little bigger.

"Pretty good!" Rong Fanxi's hands suddenly pressed on Xing Ruimeng's waist.

Xing Ruimeng trembled, feeling that the place pinched by his big hand was hot, in the past, she must have opened her mouth to scold loudly, but now she just bit her lip and endured it: "You are my son's savior, you should be!" ”

"Really? I thought you were hooked on me. Rong Fanxi smiled poorly, and his big hands began to move restlessly around her waist, and a little further up, she was standing shuangfeng.

She was dressed very casually today, with jet-black hair, a colored headband tied diagonally behind her head, a loose-fitting low-cut top, and a pair of cropped pants. When her body trembled slightly with the movements of her hands, the clothes on her chest also trembled, and through the light fabric, the outline of the inner corset could be vaguely seen.

Rong Fanxi's gaze hooked directly on the faint scenery, as if she was peeling off her clothes with her gaze.

"Cut, are you a peacock reincarnated, so narcissistic!" Xing Ruimeng said sarcastically, seeing Rong Fanxi's gaze, fixed on herself, she couldn't bear it, and threw the hair dryer: "Look at what, let go of me!" ”

"Really treat yourself as a dish!" Rong Fanxi let go of her and said in a disgusted voice, "Even if you are a dish, it is not my dish!" ”

I endure, I endure again, I grit my teeth and endure!

Xing Ruimeng took a deep breath, again and again, and then ignored Rong Fanxi's disgusted words, took her clothes, and walked into the bathroom.

Seeing that she was on the verge of breaking out, she endured it again, and the corners of Rong Fanxi's mouth twitched.

I wanted to see her annoyed funny look, but unfortunately he was disappointed.

Xing Ruimeng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and Rong Fanxi was already on the bed, leaning on two pillows, flipping through a magazine.

When he saw her sitting in a round chair and blowing her hair, his gaze, unconsciously, shifted from the magazine to her.

Her hair, strands, fluttered in the wind blowing from the hair dryer, scratching her heart. As she raised her hand, she could see her chest twitch a little, and the protruding dots on the mountain peaks were straight to the eye.

Just looking at it like this, Rong Fanxi felt that his bottom was tightened, and some kind of male factor became more and more obvious.