Lin Qinghuan's soft fingers stroked the bruises on the corners of his mouth, although it was a small injury, it was still a little unbearable to look at.

Rong Che hesitated, but finally denied it: "No." ”

"I was fine before I went to bed last night, why did I wake up like this?" Looking at him, Lin Qinghuan asked seriously.

Rong Che thought for a while before he spoke: "I was bitten by you." ”

Lin Qinghuan: "......" for a long time, he glanced at him and said, "How is it possible!" ”

"Really." Rong Che became more and more determined the more he spoke, and showed her a demonstration by the way.

Tossing and turning, kissing, finally, teeth gently biting the corners of her mouth, bright eyes with a smile, as if to say, look, that's it.

Lin Qinghuan's face turned red, and he pushed him away, looking unhappy: "Messing around!" ”

Rong Che obviously didn't intend to tell her, but thinking that it wasn't serious, he didn't ask again.

Lin Qinghuan pushed him away and wanted to get up.

However, before she lifted the corners of the quilt, she was directly held by Rong Che from behind, and she was pulled back into her arms and pressed under her without saying anything.

Ten fingers interlocked on her shoulders pressed her hands, knelt on top of her, looked at her condescendingly, and asked seriously: "Is the injury at the corner of the mouth obvious?" ”

Lin Qinghuan looked at his burning eyes, and finally, nodded.

Rong Che stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, and then twisted his eyebrows slightly: "It does hurt a little." ”

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of his mouth: "Since it hurts, why don't you let me go?" ”

"I hurt, is there any inevitable connection with letting you go?"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless: "I'll go find medicine for you and wipe it, Siyuan's birthday in the evening, you are like this, how can you see people?" ”

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, biting gently, heavier than the kiss, but not so much as to make her hurt.

Lin Qinghuan dodged in a panic: "Rong Che...... What are you doing! ”

Rong Che kissed her for a while before letting go of her, both of them breathing became a little heavy, ambiguous breaths were intertwined, and the gradually rising body temperature on their bodies seemed to make the two melt together.

His eyes were hot, Lin Qinghuan didn't dare to him, and shrank into his arms, avoiding his gaze.

However, Rong Che freed his hand, his slender fingers fell on the red and swollen lips that had just been kissed by him, the corners of his lips were raised, and it was so charming that people couldn't look at it directly, and his clear voice suppressed a little lust, dull and sexy: "A little heavier in a while, the two of us will be the same." ”

His fingertips slowly rubbed against her lips, and the itchy sensation passed through her lips, as if it was about to itch to her heart.

Lin Qinghuan turned her head sideways to avoid it, and moved her body impatiently, but no matter how she moved, she was still firmly encircled in Rong Che's arms.

Rong Che's fiery kiss landed on her forehead, soft as a feather falling, endlessly.

His kiss fell to the corner of her mouth again, and Lin Qinghuan subconsciously avoided it.

However, Rong Che kept chasing, unwilling to let go.

Lin Qinghuan: "No...... No! ”

Don't be like him!

Rong Che didn't force it, the continuous kisses fell all over her body, and finally fell to her ears, and his deep and ambiguous voice exploded in her ears: "Don't want it, don't want it, anyway, I still have to tell others that you bit it." ”

Before the egg could say "...... bastard", Lin Qinghuan's lips were firmly kissed by Rong Che, and his arms wrapped her in his arms, inextricably entangled......

Although the corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth did not leave any traces, but her body was not spared, small strawberries were planted everywhere, looking at the traces left on her body, Rong Che looked satisfied.

*

When Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan got up and went down, Rong Siyuan and Zhao's mother were below.

Rong Siyuan was holding a beautiful gift box with a straight bow tied on it, Rong Siyuan got up at eight o'clock in the morning, and until now, he has been waiting for almost three hours.

Mother Zhao couldn't stand it anymore: "Little master, you should be busy with your business, young master, I will call you when they come down?" ”

Rong Siyuan flattened the corners of his mouth, his immature fingers fiddled with the bow on the gift box, and said unhappily: "No, Dad said, the day I was born was the most painful day for my mother, and her pain was even much more than ordinary people, although I have never seen her, but ...... But ......"

He hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Zhao's mother asked, "But what?" Little master? ”

Rong Siyuan's clear eyes narrowed, his fingers wrapped around the bow, and he said after a while: "Although she is not, she ...... But I think she is. ”

This kind of emotion is quite strange.

I don't know if it's dependence or what, if I can, Rong Siyuan especially wants to see Lin Qinghuan's expression when he receives the gift.

"Moreover, I asked my father, and my father said......" Rong Siyuan thought for a while before saying, "My father said that he could give it to Lin Qinghuan." ”

Originally, it was their father and son who both wanted to go together.

That dress, whether it was photographed by Rong Che or Rong Siyuan, would eventually be sent out in the name of Rong Siyuan.

Lin Qinghuan stood at the mouth of the spiral staircase, didn't hear the words in front, but heard the sentence in the back that his father said that he could give it to Lin Qinghuan, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Rong Che on the side.

The corners of Rong Che's mouth lifted, stopping her shoulders down.

Rong Siyuan turned his head to look over when he heard the voice, and when he saw the two of them coming down, he immediately ran over with the box in his hand.

The poor little face was tilted up, and there was only Lin Qinghuan in his eyes.

Holding the gift box in his hand, he handed it to Lin Qinghuan, and hesitated for a while before saying, "The dress I bought for you, I told you that day, this is it." ”

Lin Qinghuan looked down at Rong Siyuan and didn't speak for a long time.

The joy on Rong Siyuan's face darkened little by little, he kept holding the box, his arms were a little sore, looking at her, his face was full of anticipation: "You...... Don't like it? ”

Lin Qinghuan tilted his head slightly, wanting to speak, but he always felt that his throat was hoarse.

Her eyes were a little hot, and she always lowered her head to look at Rong Siyuan, as if hot tears were about to fall in the next second.

After a moment, Lin Qinghuan pulled the corners of his mouth, then squatted down, looked up at Rong Siyuan, and said with a smile: "I like it, how can I not like it?" ”

Rong Siyuan smiled reassuringly.

Lin Qinghuan's warm palm covered his cheek, and the corners of his mouth always had a warm smile, and after a while, the corners of his mouth rose a little more: "But what to do?" I didn't have time to prepare a gift for you? ”

Rong Siyuan hesitated slightly, but quickly shook his head: "It's okay, you don't have to prepare a gift for me, anyway, I don't ...... anything."

His eyes darkened when he said this.

Nothing is missing?

Obviously there is a lack of a mother.

However, Lin Qinghuan said extremely seriously: "Then how can it be done?" It's your birthday! As he spoke, he thought about it seriously: "However, the usual gifts are indeed a bit cheesy, so I might as well give you something special." ”

In normal times, Rong Siyuan would not have any special interest in this.

Like Rong Che, he has a bland nature, and he doesn't like surprises or anything special, naturally, including gifts.

The future heir of the Rong family naturally lacks nothing.

But, if Lin Qinghuan said it......

Rong Siyuan was obviously interested: "What's special?" ”

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth raised, rubbed Rong Siyuan's little head, and smiled sideways: "Didn't you ask me if I would like to be your mother last time?" I didn't answer you then, and now I ......."

"Lin Qinghuan......" Rong Che stood next to him and didn't speak, but when he heard Lin Qinghuan's words, he immediately spoke.

However, Lin Qinghuan looked at him with a smile: "This is my matter with Siyuan, today, don't interfere?" ”

Although the tone was understated, Rong Che could see the request in her eyes.

Rong Che opened his mouth, stopped talking, and saw that Lin Qinghuan always looked at him with a very persistent look, and finally, pulled the corners of his mouth, turned around and went to the restaurant.

Looking at Rong Che's back, Rong Siyuan's immature eyebrows were twisted, and he looked worried.

Lin Qinghuan held his cheek, let him look at himself, patted his chest and said, "Now, I can tell you the answer." ”

took a deep breath of relief, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was elegant and gentle: "However, I also want to ask you, do you still want me to be your mother now?" If you still want to, I'll promise you. ”

Rong Siyuan looked at her in a daze.

Lin Qinghuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked cautiously, "Don't you want to?" ”

"No, no, no!" Rong Siyuan said no, but kept nodding.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but smile when he looked at it: "Is it or not?" ”

Rong Siyuan was about to cry: "It's not that I don't want to...... No, it's ...... Are you willing to ......" said, with a crying voice in his voice: "I thought it was ...... You don't want to. ”

Actually, he regretted it last time.

After all, Lin Qinghuan is not, she is still young, why do you have to be his mother?

She could have had children of her own.

He just wants to be very much, thinks very much, and if he can't control himself, he has to say it.

After saying that, I regretted it, but even if I regretted it, I still wanted to say it......

This is a vicious circle, but Rong Siyuan can't quit.

Rong Siyuan, the housekeeper, cried, and Lin Qinghuan wanted to cry too, but it was obviously a very happy thing, so why should he cry.

It's all over, all the suffering and torture in the past is over.

"I'm not unwilling." Lin Qinghuan took Rong Siyuan in his arms and whispered.

Rong Che stood in the dining room, looking in the direction of the two of them with a glass of milk.

What is willing or unwilling, in itself, how can you talk about being willing or not?

He didn't want Lin Qinghuan to suffer this kind of grievance, but it was like he didn't directly tell Lin Qinghuan the truth of the matter at the beginning.

Now, how do you want Lin Qinghuan to tell Rong Siyuan?

A lot of things, unexplained.

Not to mention......

Rong Che narrowed his eyes, and before he could put down the cup in his hand, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Putting down the milk cup, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, looked at the name on it, his eyebrows tightened, and then he turned around and went out.

Lin Qinghuan let go of Rong Siyuan, then got up and took his hand and walked out of the restaurant, hugging Rong Siyuan to the dining chair.

Through the window, looking at Rong Che's figure answering the phone outside, the corners of his mouth raised......