Cheng Yue shook his head, "You have to ask He Si about this, I only came back yesterday." ”

Jian Yao raised his eyebrows and sighed: "For the first time in more than ten years, I found out that my brother would also feel sorry for women. Tsk, you weren't there just now, my brother's tone was simply too terrifying, I didn't see him take care of Chu Xuan when he had an accident. ”

"But I'm curious, it stands to reason that this little beauty has a lot of relationship with her brother, and she can sleep in his bed directly, so why didn't my brother personally relieve her of the effect of the drug, and call me over? Could it be that he is taking into account the side effects of the perversion of the drug? ”

Cheng Yue has always been serious and old-fashioned, and he did not say anything about Jian Yao's doubts.

"Wood!" Jian Yao glared at him.

Assistant Cheng's face was expressionless.

"Tolerance." Rong Li walked down the stairs, Cheng Yue immediately got up, Jian Yao heard it, jumped up neatly, and behaved, "Brother." ”

"Hmm." Sitting on the British-style sofa, Rong Li's eyes are slightly narrowed, his long legs are overlapped, and his gestures are full of aristocratic elegance, lazy and dangerous, like a cheetah.

Cheng Yue said: "He Si has already dealt with people. ”

Rong Li nodded slightly, he was reluctant to hurt the little girl, how could he let others bully? The light fell into his deep black eyes, turning into hell fire, and he lightly hooked the corners of his lips, "Tell He Si that I want Qin Feng a finger." ”

His tone was very calm, as if he had cut a strand of hair.

Cheng Yue, "Understood." ”

Jian Yao, who acted as an audience, was a little depressed, he desperately wanted to know what the identity of the woman on the bed was, but he didn't dare to ask, he scratched and scratched in his heart, he must find He Si later, otherwise he would have to suffocate tonight.

Rong Li commanded a few words, Cheng Yue left, Jian Yao looked at the dark sky outside the window, and said to Rong Li: "Brother, I won't leave tonight." ”

He plans to take advantage of tomorrow to observe the warmth.

"Whatever." With that, he went upstairs and went back to his room.

Jian Yao was a little disappointed, my brother will always be so precious when he speaks!

******

The sun rises and the moon sets, and at the end of October, the temperature in Ningcheng has dropped significantly. In the early morning, the mist is shrouded in a light veil, the cool breeze is blowing, and the dew drops reflect the glow, which is crystal clear.

Rong Li always got up earlier than her.

Looking at the empty position beside her, she reached over and gently stroked the traces of his sleep. The quilt is full of the smell of Rongli.

The memory of last night gradually returned, and her warm white jade-like little face was dyed red, and she was wrapped in a silk quilt, her face was hot.

No matter how much she was afraid of Rong Li before, after last night, she had a better opinion of him.

She felt that Rong Li was not as cold and ruthless as she seemed on the surface.

Today Saturday, he should be at home, and when Wen Wen went downstairs, he was still entangled in his mind about how he took the initiative to kiss him, and how to face it later.

When she walked down the stairs and raised her eyes, the scene in the living room surprised her: Wen Qi was kneeling on the ground, and although Wen Yanjun was sitting, his stiff sitting posture revealed his restlessness at this time.

And Rong Li sat calmly on the sofa, took a newspaper, and had a cup of black coffee on the coffee table, his face was pale, as if Wen Yanjun's father and daughter did not exist.

The warm brain was stunned.

The previously extremely dignified low pressure in the living room was alleviated by the arrival of warmth.

Rong Li looked at her and said lightly, "Come here." ”

Warm heart drumming, many questions popped up, Shui Liang's bright eyes swept between several people, she walked to Rong Li's side, and said hello to Wen Yanjun sideways: "Dad." ”