The doctor told her to talk a lot, and she remembered it, but she knew she couldn't do it because she couldn't make her own decision.

She is just a decoration and tool in Jinyuan.

When she returned home from the hospital, she bought two pairs of pretty shoes. She hadn't bought anything for herself for a long time. She really liked these two pairs of new shoes.

One pair is high heels, pure white, and the other is flat, champagne-colored with broken diamonds.

In the past, she liked to buy all kinds of things, and she knew fashion and tasted it. Now, she no longer knows what is popular, and it seems that she has long been out of touch with society.

After going home, she ate something casually. After taking a shower, she sat on the bed and tried her new shoes.

Very good looking.

She looked at herself in the mirror and didn't recognize her.

I used to love laughing, but they all said that she smiled sweetly.

She rummaged through the closet again, and some of them were clothes that Rong Jincheng bought for her. The labels had not been removed and brand new, and she had never worn them.

There are also some old clothes she brought from the Han family, some of which are old, but she likes to wear them.

She can't wear much clothes in a wardrobe, and she usually only wears professional clothes.

The doctor said that her illness was small and small, but if she delayed it and did not actively treat it, the consequences would be quite serious.

She doesn't care anymore. The most serious consequence is to take off her uterus and never be a mother in the future. She really doesn't care.

Once you let go of many things, you will not have any knots in your heart.

Just as she was about to change her new shoes, the bedroom door was pushed open.

She looked up.

Rong Jincheng appeared at the door with a smell of alcohol, and supported her hands on the door, looking at her with red eyes. Her tie and shirt were messy, and she didn't know where she took off her suit.

After a closer look, there was a faint smell of perfume on his body.

She reached out to take off her shoes and downplayed: "You're back."

He stared at her from her face to her chest and to her feet.

"The shoes look pretty good," he said.

"I bought it tonight." Her expression and tone were very light, "I'll cook some sober tea for you."

Rong Jincheng walked in, sat beside her, and suddenly hugged her in his arms, his hands and lips became irregular.

He began to kiss her, starting from his face.

The smell of wine on him was very strong, with the smell of smoke and perfume. The mixed smell made Han Yurou feel uncomfortable. She refused to push him: "I'll cook you sober tea."

"You are my sober tea." Rong Jincheng refused to let her go.

"Don't do this. We agreed during the day and you can't regret it at this time."

"What did you say? Hum?" Rong Jincheng began to cheat.

Han Yurou had just taken a shower. He liked the fragrance of the shower gel on her body. Her skin was very white, and he also liked to leave his mark on her body.

"Don't do this. You're drunk. Let's talk tomorrow! I'm not feeling well today. Have you forgotten? We promised that you won't touch me this month." She was a little anxious.

"You are my woman, I won't touch you, who are you going to touch? Hum?" Rong Jincheng hugged her and refused to let go.

"Rong Jincheng, you go back on your word."

"Isn't that possible?" He smiled evilly, "Otherwise, how can you solve it if you ask me?"

"Didn't we say it well during the day? I'm sick, sick! Don't you even let the patient go?"
Chapter completed!