She retracted her hand hard as if she was electrocuted.

Fortunately, Rong Jincheng was not awake, but he murmured in his sleep: "Smile, smile, show me."

The collar of the man's nightgown was half-disassembled, revealing a healthy complexion. Under the dim light, Han Yurou was a little dazed and her eyes became erratic.

Her whole body was cold.

After a while, it was almost dawn.

Han Yurou was guarding Rong Jincheng and waiting for him to wake up. Only in this way can she tell him what to do tonight.

She spoke to her father's attending physician on the phone. She heard what the doctor meant. Their family was ready to handle the funeral at any time.

It's not yet dawn.

Han Yurou held her head and sat by the bed. Perhaps because she was too tired, she took a nap.

In a daze, there was heat coming from the edge of my face.

She was frightened and woke up.

A short distance was Rong Jincheng's harmless face. He looked at her with his eyes very innocent.

Han Yurou was startled: "Are you awake?"

"Why don't you go to bed?" he asked.

"I'm going to the hospital." Han Yurou stepped back a little and looked into his eyes, "My father had an emergency surgery and I didn't come back in the middle of the night."

"Oh." Rong Jincheng lacked interest, "How is he?"

"I'm still in the intensive care unit, so I'll keep my breath for the time being." Han Yurou paused and her voice lowered, "Mr. Rong... can I... borrow some money from you?"

Rong Jincheng took care of his nightgown, stared at her, and said nothing.

His bangs covered his forehead, looking pure and natural and pollution-free, like a simple big boy.

Han Yurou knew what he liked, so she leaned forward and approached him. A pair of white and soft hands penetrated through his collar, touching his sensitive parts, and her movements were very light.

Under the ambiguous and dim light, Rong Jincheng's expression became intoxicated and his face was filled with enjoyment.

"Mr. Rong... Can I borrow 500,000? I will return it to you..."

"What else do we say to you if you don't pay it back, right?" Rong Jincheng narrowed his eyes and looked at her, with desire in his eyes. He grabbed her fair hand, "I just said why are you so attentive early in the morning? As expected, you are attentive, either a traitor or a thief."

Han Yurou became nervous: "Can't you borrow it?"

"Yes, of course, that depends on your ability." Rong Jincheng glanced at the clock, "I'll give you two hours to make me happy. Can I do it? If so, I'll give this check to you."

After saying that, Rong Jincheng took out a check from the cabinet, filled in the numbers, and signed his name.

He pressed the check under the glass.

Han Yurou took a look and found that the amount was very large, a total of one million.

One million in two hours.

Rong Jincheng is really as rumored by the outside world, and has always been generous to women.

Han Yurou followed him for two years and didn't know how to make him happy, but she knew some of his hobbies, especially when the relationship was full of joy, he liked her to call him his name instead of Rong Shao.

Rong Jincheng narrowed his eyes and looked at her, waiting for her answer.

Han Yurou didn't speak, unbuttoned her clothes and took them off.

She hugged Rong Jincheng's neck and lay down and kissed him.

The lights in the room became more and more ambiguous. There was no sound in the bedroom at the beginning, but gradually there were more kissing and panting.

The sunlight shone in from the window, and the temperature in the room suddenly rose, and the light was beautiful.
Chapter completed!