Before she could finish speaking, the man in front of her had already rushed up and hugged her.

At night, it was cloudy and rainy.

Rong Sheng stood on the balcony outside, listening to the shy voice coming from inside.

Disdain, the corners of the lips lifted.

There was a cold air in his eyes.

It's disgusting!

*

In the middle of the night, when Rong Sheng returned to Mu's house, there was a commotion in the hall on the first floor.

A room of people seemed to be dealing with a few men who broke into the house at night.

Rong Sheng didn't know if Mu Chen would be downstairs, so she went straight to the master bedroom.

In the end, I found that the man was not on the first floor or in the room, and listening to the voice, it seemed that he had gone to the study.

The timing was just right, and after Rong Sheng entered the room, he went to the bathroom to wash his face.

When she came out, she just knew that there was a thief in the villa, and was about to go downstairs to take a look.

As soon as he went out, a slender figure fell in front of him.

Rong Sheng looked up, and the other party had reached out to stop her.

"Where?"

She hadn't seen her for almost an hour, when the man was standing in front of her in a black bathrobe, his short hair was wet and dripping.

"You washed your hair?"

"Don't change the subject." The man looked at her, his deep, fiery gaze falling on her face, but finally, his gaze casually glanced down.

The man's brow furrowed, and his complexion changed suddenly.

The next second he stretched out his hand, Rong Sheng wanted to retreat, but his hand had already been caressed up, and it landed on her neck.

"What's going on here?"

“……”

"Speak." The man glanced up at her, and then a cold voice came from the bottom of his throat, "Who pinched your neck?" ”

Didn't you go to Mu Xing?

Why did you get hurt again?

He seems to know everything.

And it seems, I don't know anything.

Rong Sheng glanced at him lightly and pulled down his hand, "It's none of your business." ”

Man, "......"

"Shen Qinghuan."

Rong Shang walked away sideways, and the man followed.

Halfway down the hallway, he reached out and hugged her directly from behind, turned around, and pressed her against the cold wall.

"I don't care what you want to do, don't treat yourself badly."

Don't let him see her hurt every time he goes missing, every time he appears.

The man's brow furrowed.

A fiery breath sprayed on the back of her neck, and Rong Shang tilted her head slightly, her eyes cold and cold.

"Mu Chen, you don't need to worry about my affairs."

"I'm not in your business." Sensing the woman's disgust, the man's tone couldn't help but slow down a lot, "I just don't want you to get hurt." ”

"Snort."

Rong Shang turned from his arms.

"What hurt me?" She looked at him with a smile in her eyes, "Do you know what I'm doing?" ”

Yes, of course he knows.

It was only when he knew that she was investigating whether Mu Xing was Mu Chen's business, so he wanted to stop it.

Dark eyes flickered, and the man's deep gaze locked on her.

He didn't speak, and Rong Sheng furrowed his brows.

"You know it, you don't know."

Pulling his collar and dragging it over, Rong Sheng looked at the handsome face who was close at hand and said coldly, "Leave my business alone." ”

It doesn't matter if you have a memory.

"You have what you have to do, and so do I."

She tried to draw a line.

The man was a little helpless.

But he knew that she was like that.

"Don't talk about that."

He lifted the corner of his lips and smiled, "Things have to be done, and life still has to be lived, isn't it?" ”

Raising her hand, the man's slightly cool fingers smoothed her tightly frowning brow.

Rong Sheng was stunned for a moment, and heard him say, "Don't frown, it's not good-looking." ”

At that moment, the far-reaching memories began to become clear again.

Rong Sheng twisted his eyebrows unhappily, raised his hand and patted it directly, "Don't touch me!" ”