Rong Li pinched the bath ball full of bubbles in one hand, looked at the back of the little girl who fled in the wilderness, and a streamer flowed in her dark eyes.

Wen Wen rushed back to the bed, pulled the quilt and buried herself in it, her pounding heart was about to jump to her throat.

It's too much!

It's too much!

It's too much to get away from him!

When she hid in the quilt and complained about the man's bad behavior, Rong Li, who had taken a bath, came back, turned off the light and went to bed, ripped off the soft warm quilt, and took her soft little body into her arms with her long arms.

In the dark, he found her lips with unmistaken precision, gnawed vigorously, and when she whimpered, he said dangerously: "If you don't listen to me, this account will be settled with you in a few days!" ”

Wen Wen Zheng frowned in pain, and when he heard that he wanted to settle accounts, he was afraid, but he felt wronged. Isn't it enough for him to wake her up at night and force her to serve him with her hands and then bathe him?!

She wanted to protest very much, but she was afraid of provoking him, so she was depressed for a while, and said sullenly: "You hate it!" ”

"What did you say?" The drunk man, a little slow to react, heard her muttering clearly, and his dark eyes were clear for a moment, "I hate it?" ”

Originally, she was nothing, but as soon as he opened his mouth to answer, the grievances of the cold war for days poured out, and his warm eyes turned red, "You are bad, you hate it!" You're always bullying me! ”

Rong Li's mind was groggy, he was stunned, as if thoughtful, rubbing her head with his big hand, "Did I bully you?" ”

"All the time." She sniffed and complained.

"All the time?"

"All the time!"

"So I hate it?"

"So you hate it!"

“……”

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear him answer, Wen Wen thought he was asleep, but he suddenly hugged her tightly and whispered, "I won't bully you in the future...... Shrewd...... Sleep ......"

Tightly pressed against his warm chest, his ears were the sound of his steady heartbeat, and in the dark night, the corners of Wenwen's mouth rose slightly, "...... Good. ”

In fact, she knew that Rong Li at this time was a typical alcohol paralyzing brain, otherwise, according to his temperament, how could he say such childish words!

When he sobers up, he'll forget what happened tonight.

But what does that matter.

She just remembers.

******

Rong Li rarely slept late, when he woke up, due to the follow-up effects of the hangover, his head was a little dizzy, he pinched his eyebrows, his movement of raising his hand disturbed the warmth of sleep, she closed her eyes and said "hmm", her thin little arms were on his waist, her head drilled into his arms, and he rubbed it twice and quieted down.

Gentle Township, Hero's Grave.

The well-behaved little girl was in his arms, he didn't wake up as usual and got up directly, stroking her smooth hair with one hand, he closed his eyes, and searched in his mind for memories after he came back last night. He was a little drunk and dazed, and he slept with only bits and pieces.

He vaguely remembered that they seemed to ......

"Knock knock." A knock interrupted him, Rong Li frowned, looked at the warmth in his arms, he gently took her little hand away, got out of bed and went to open the door.

Aunt Qiao stood outside the door and said, "Young Master, the old lady and Miss Yao are here." ”

As soon as he heard Miss Yao's three words, a cold light swept over his eyes, "Got it, I'll go down later." ”

"Young master, just ...... The old lady asked about Miss Wen. "Aunt Qiao is doing things for Rong Li, no matter how big or small, she naturally has to report to the boss.

Rong Li's eyebrows twisted slightly, and the aura around her body became more indifferent, feeling his anger, Aunt Qiao was secretly frightened.

Young master, this is weishenme angry?

"You go down first."

Leng Leng threw out a sentence, Rong Li turned around and went back to the room, he glanced at the little man who was still sleeping on the big bed, and then went to the cloakroom to change clothes.

Downstairs living room.

Yao Yining sat elegantly on the sofa, her beautiful eyes looking around, the luxury of every place, the delicacy of every place, highlighting the extraordinary status of the owner.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and there was a faint self-deprecation in her eyes.

If it weren't for the old lady's face, she might never have been qualified to step here.

And that woman can stay in the open, and even share the bed with Rong Li every night, as long as she thinks of what they might do together, the jealousy in her heart grows like a weed.

Warm, why is she!

When Mrs. Rong saw Aunt Qiao coming downstairs, she asked, "Did Rong leave him and get up?" ”

Aunt Qiao said, "The young master will come down immediately, and the old lady and Miss Yao will sit down for a while." ”

Since Aunt Qiao has been working in the villa, she must have some understanding of Wenwen, and while Rong Li has not yet gone downstairs, Mrs. Rong plans to ask about the situation first, "Aunt Qiao, how is this Wenwen?" ”

Aunt Qiao is not stupid, she guessed the old lady's intentions as soon as she heard it, "Warm people are beautiful, gentle, polite to people, and a good girl." ”

These words were all from the bottom of her heart, without the slightest adulteration.

I heard Aunt Qiao call her warm, and the warmth, beauty and sensibility in her mouth are very good, and what Rong Peipei described is completely two people.

Her eyes fell on Yao Yining's side face, and there was a trace of doubt in the old lady's eyes, if what Aunt Qiao said was true, then would Wen Wen be ambiguous with other men?

Aunt Qiao's praise of Warmth was not expected by Yao Yining in advance, and she touted Warmth as a slut so well that the old lady was suspicious. If the old lady sees the warmth and has a good impression of her...... Yao Yining secretly cursed Aunt Qiao's damn mouthful.

"What you say is true?" The old lady looked away and looked at Aunt Qiao and asked.

Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "Warm, she is not related to me, why should I make up lies to deceive the old lady?" Besides, if you don't believe it, you'll find out for yourself later. ”

The old lady thought for a moment and nodded.

Yao Yining secretly sweated, the old lady was her only hope of marrying into the Rong family, if she lost her support, she would have nothing!

After thinking about it in her heart, she pursed her lips and smiled, beautiful and moving, "I think the previous incident, it must be that Peipei and I have misunderstood, so I have some misunderstandings about Miss Wen." She looked at the old lady, her eyes shining brightly, clear as water, "It's a shame that I'm here today, Brother Rong has always had the best vision, I look at this time, maybe grandma can add granddaughter-in-law." ”

She cleverly changed her denigration of warmth into a misunderstanding, anyway, she just "relayed" what she saw, and didn't understand it herself, who can blame her?

On the other hand, she generously mentioned her granddaughter-in-law's stubble, and her words were all for the sake of Mrs. Rong, which made the old lady feel a little guilty.

And...... Daughter-in-law?

"In my eyes, Yi Ning is the best candidate for our granddaughter-in-law." The old lady bluntly affirmed Yao Yining's status, and then, her voice was cold, "As for those little lovers or something, they are absolutely not qualified to enter the gate of the Rong family." ”

People often have preconceived notions, Yao Yining has always been well-behaved and sensible, and she is deeply pleasing to the old lady, and a warmth pops up at first glance, even if she has a good character, but so what? sold his body for money at a young age, and with this alone, Wen Wen will never have a chance to replace Yao Yining.

Aunt Qiao was listening, frowning slightly.

However, this is the family matter of the Rong family, and it is not her turn to have a subordinate to put the beak.

Yao Yining smiled shyly.

The old lady Zuihou's half of the sentence happened to fall into Rong Li's ears, and he vaguely guessed something, and his long eyebrows twisted slightly.

He never liked anyone meddling in his life!

"Brother Rong." Seeing Rong Li, who was expressionless, Yao Yining got up and greeted with a smile.

Rong Lifeng's eyes were cold, and he only bowed his head to signal, he walked over and greeted the old lady indifferently: "Grandma." ”

"Did you sleep well last night? Does the headache hurt? Alas, drinking hurts your body, and Mingzi doesn't know how to persuade you. The old lady was concerned for a while.

Rong Li's thin lips lifted slightly, "I'm fine." ”

The old lady said to Aunt Qiao, "Go and bring the chicken soup." ”

Aunt Qiao went to the kitchen.

The old lady said: "The chicken soup is stewed for you by Yi Ning when you get up in the morning, you must feel uncomfortable in your stomach after drinking so much wine yesterday, let's drink some chicken soup to warm your stomach first." ”

Looking at Rong Li, Yao Yi said softly: "I have removed the excess oil, and I won't feel tired." ”

What a considerate good girl, and that warmth, she hasn't even gotten up yet!

Compared with the two, Mrs. Rong is even more disgusted with warmth.

Aunt Qiao brought a bowl of chicken soup, it was steaming, the soup was rich, the fragrance was attractive, and just smelling it made people hungry.

But Rong Li only glanced at it, then looked away, and had no intention of eating.

The old lady glanced at Yao Yining, but she didn't see anything unusual, in order to avoid being cold again, she said, "Rong Li, how about going home today?" You see, last time you had dinner and left. ”

The only thing the old man can use is the family card, even if Rong Li is born cold-blooded, but after all, it is his blood grandmother, and he respects her!

"Okay."

After the old lady took Yao Yining away, she caught a glimpse of the cold chicken soup on the coffee table, and Rong Li coldly ordered Aunt Qiao: "Take it and throw it away." ”

Aunt Qiao nodded yes.

******

She hadn't slept well for several days, and finally had a familiar embrace, and this sleep was so warm that she woke up until noon.

"Aunt Qiao, did Rong leave him?"

"The young master has returned to Rong's house." Aunt Qiao said that according to Rong Li's meaning, she did not tell her about the old lady's visit.

The warm hand froze, and the light in his eyes dimmed slightly, "Really?" When did he leave? ”

"An hour ago."

"Oh......" Wen Wen lowered his head and sullenly picked up his meal.

Aunt Qiao quietly observed her expression on the side, and came to a conclusion in her heart: Warm her, I like the young master.

After lunch, Su Yiyi asked her to go shopping, but she was bored at home anyway, so she agreed.

She called Rong Li, and she waited a long time to answer.

"What's the matter?" His voice sounded hoarse.

Wen Wen faintly felt that something was wrong, and it was not easy to ask, so she told him about shopping: "Rong Li, I want to go out in the afternoon and go shopping with my classmates." ”

“…… Well. It took a few seconds for her to wait for his answer.

seemed to hear the sound of water, and Wen Wen finally couldn't help asking: "Rong Li, are you uncomfortable?" ”

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