Han Yurou pursed her lips and said nothing. She looked at him with a pair of dull eyes, which looked very empty.

Rong Jincheng calmed down his temper, sat beside the bed, took her into his arms, and lowered his head.

He hadn't touched her for a long time. Han Yurou was not used to it, so she subconsciously pushed him away.

But the more she pushed, the stronger his movements became, restraining her and preventing her from resisting.

Han Yurou held his hand: "Young Master Rong, I'm so tired. I don't want to think about it today, not at all. I want to call mom."

"Disgusting for me? Huh?"

"No, I'm really a little tired." The smell of alcohol from Rong Jincheng's body reached her nose, and she frowned slightly, but her tone and movements were still submissive.

Her words moved Rong Jincheng's face slightly, and he squeezed her shoulders: "Have you read what I gave you...?"

Han Yurou frowned.

When he mentioned her, he remembered what he had shown her.

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

In the past two years, she has completely become a person she doesn't even recognize, a walking corpse with no soul and no integrity.

She hated herself like this, but there was nothing she could do.

Han Yurou didn't want to keep chatting with him like this. They would have a dispute. Once they had a dispute, she would be the one who suffered.

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

However, although she looked pleased on the surface, there was no expression or look in her eyes.

Sure enough, Rong Jincheng's eyes showed joy, hazy with the smell of alcohol, and he lay on the bed obediently.

The indoor lighting is beautiful and the bed is spacious.

There was no wind on the summer night, and the moonlight outside the window shone slantingly on the curtains. The Jinyuan was extremely quiet, and it was silent outside.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Rong Jincheng felt very comfortable and got up to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Han Yurou sat up from the bed, without any clothes on, and sat motionless on the edge of the bed.

The sound of water kept coming from the bathroom.

She just sat like this, her eyes blank.

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

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

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

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

Maybe it will.

Does she still have any attachment to her in this world?

For a while, the bedroom was very quiet, only the sound of water in the bathroom could be heard.

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

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

"Have you washed it? I'll go wash it." Han Yurou looked at him.

Rong Jincheng deliberately blocked the bathroom door and smiled mischievously: "Why don't you take a shower with me?"

Han Yurou raised her eyes slightly and said, "We can go together next time."

Rong Jincheng liked her well-behaved and supple look the most. A smile immediately appeared on his lips. He stretched out his fingers to lift her chin: "It would be great if you were always so good. Sometimes you have to touch my back.

Exclude me, you know, I don't like that."

"I know." Han Yurou also curved her lips with a half-smile, and clenched her hands holding her clothes tightly.
Chapter completed!