In late winter in Beijing, the weather is still cold.

Especially at night, when the cold wind blows, the temperature drops sharply.

Frost condenses on the glass windows, but due to the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, there is a melting scene inside the glass.

Ambiguous sounds and smells filled the suite.

I don’t know how long it took for this not-so-good affair to end in an awkward way.

Han Yurou scratched red blood marks one after another on Rong Jincheng's back, but Rong Jincheng didn't pay much attention to Han Yurou's feelings and was very strong throughout the whole process.

The two of them were like two trapped animals, biting and fighting back, neither one wanting the other to feel better.

Rong Jincheng's body was covered in bloodstains, which was shocking.

Han Yurou was also having a hard time, with messy hair and hickeys all over her body.

The effect of the medicine gradually wears off.

However, although this time was not very good, Rong Jincheng was still satisfied.

He straightened up, let go of Han Yurou, and looked at her condescendingly, as if looking at his prey.

Han Yurou refused to open her eyes, so he pinched her chin and forced her to open her eyes.

"Look at me." Rong Jincheng said coldly, "Look clearly, I am Rong Jincheng, not who you think I am! You are in my bed now, Rong Jincheng."

"..." Han Yurou did not speak, but the corners of her mouth moved.

Because when he kissed her, she bit her so fiercely that she was even injured, and there was a little scarlet blood on the corner of her mouth.

Of course, Rong Jincheng is no better than her.

"You'd better get rid of all the men in your heart as quickly as possible." Rong Jincheng poked her heart with his finger, "Otherwise, I won't be as polite as I am today."

"Also, don't expect to live a good life in the future. There are only two ways for you in the future. One is to please me, and I can make your life more stable. The other is to rebel against me, and I will make your life worse than death."

"Rong Jincheng." Han Yurou finally spoke, her voice hoarse, and her dull eyes fell lightly on his cold face, "What if you get married and have children in the future? Do you want to tie me up by your side?"

"It's normal for a man to have a mistress."

"I understand." Han Yurou heard clearly the position he gave her, mistress.

Her long eyelashes drooped like broken wings, moving and lifeless.

"Why me..." Han Yurou murmured.

From beginning to end, she didn't understand why Rong Jincheng fell in love with her.

However, this kind of young man plays based on his interest and doesn’t care what the reason is.

But what happened today made it clear to her that she no longer had any power to compete with Rong Jincheng. Compliance would make life easier than resistance.

Can she only pray that the Han family can survive this difficulty?

It's just that... I don't dare to hope.

Rong Jincheng jumped out of bed, wrapped himself in a nightgown, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette.

Han Yurou sat up, wrapped in quilt, and said nothing.

In the air, there is still an lingering ambiguity and the aroma of lavender essential oil.

This night is too long.

It's like walking into a dead end with no end in sight.

She looked at Rong Jincheng's back in a daze.

More than a month ago, she had never thought that she would meet a complete stranger.

Rong Jincheng is very young, with clean and refreshing short hair and short bangs. He looks like he has just grown up.

However, the younger a man is, the more immature he is.

Han Yurou hugged her knees and remained motionless.
Chapter completed!