Han Yurou pursed her lips tightly, without saying a word, and looked at him with a pair of unscrupulous eyes.

Rong Jin accepted the temper and sat down beside the bed, took her into her arms, kneaded her shoulders, lowered her head, and kissed her neck.

He hadn't touched her for a long time. Han Yurou was a little uncomfortable with his touch, so she subconsciously pushed him away.

But the more she pushed, the stronger his movements became, and he hugged her and prevented her from resisting.

The wet and hot kiss fell on her neck and earlobe, and he reached out to untie her pajamas.

Han Yurou held his hand: "Sir Rong, I'm so tired. I don't want to do it today, I don't want to do it at all. I want to call my mother."

"Sweep my pleasure? Huh?"

"No, I'm really tired. I can help you with other methods." The alcoholic smell on Rong Jincheng rushed to her nose, and she frowned slightly.

Her words made Rong Jincheng's face slightly moved. He rubbed her shoulders: "Okay, I've learned some new things recently? Did I watch the movie I gave you... Have you watched it?"

Han Yurou frowned.

As soon as he mentioned her, he remembered the movies he showed her.

She has been a good girl since she was a child and never touched those things, but Rong Jincheng forced her to read, saying that she could learn more knowledge.

When she first saw it, she vomited, but Rong Jincheng looked at it on her scalp, and then she became numb.

In the past two years, she has been completely trained by him to become a person she doesn't know, a walking corpse, without soul and without ethics.

She hates such a self, but she can do nothing.

If Han Yurou doesn't want to continue chatting with him like this, they will have a dispute. Once they have a dispute, she will suffer the consequences.

She simply turned her head, faced him, kissed his lips, and took the initiative to please him.

However, on the surface, she had no expression or look in her eyes.

Sure enough, Rong Jincheng's eyes showed a color of joy, and a hazy layer of alcohol was lingering on the bed obediently.

The interior is beautifully lit and the large bed is wide.

Soon, clothes fell to the ground.

There is no wind on summer nights, and the moonlight outside the window shines on the curtains, making the Jinyuan extremely quiet.

I don't know how long it took.

Rong Jincheng was very comfortable being served by Han Yurou, so she got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Han Yurou sat up from the bed, without even wearing any clothes, and sat motionlessly beside the bed.

The sound of water kept coming from the bathroom.

She just sat there, her eyes blank.

After a long time, tears fell from the corners of my eyes, silently.

The crystal tears fell on the bed sheets and melted into splashes of water.

She knew that Rong Jincheng was very happy just now and was in good mood. When he was happy, she would be very tired by him.

She simply took out a sleeping pill from the cabinet and threw it into his water cup, watching the white pill melt little by little.

What she threw tonight was a sleeping pill. She didn't know if it would be a day when Rong Jincheng would be forced to commit a crime.

Maybe it will.

She remains in this world, so what attachment does she have?

For a moment, the bedroom was very quiet, and only the sound of water in the bathroom could be heard, and bursts of water came.

Rong Jincheng drank wine, and was very comfortable, so he almost fell asleep in the bathroom.

However, he took a nap and came out with a bath towel wrapped around.

"I'll wash it? I'll wash it." Han Yurou looked at him.

Rong Jincheng deliberately blocked the bathroom door and smiled badly: "Why don't you wash with me?"
Chapter completed!