She finally raised her eyelids slightly and said calmly: "Master Rong, this is the second joke you have made tonight, but you also said that you asked me not to argue with you, so I will pretend that I have never heard it.

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"Haha." Rong Jincheng laughed, "Just don't care about it. Come on to bed. There's something I haven't understood yet. Please help me take a look."

"I won't understand what you don't understand." She drank water and didn't respond.

"Are you admitting that you are stupider than me? You shouldn't. You went to a better university than me, studied harder than me, and got more scholarships than me. It stands to reason that you are smarter than me." He teased, "You are so stupid

I am deliberately being modest."

Han Yurou frowned: "I want to sleep."

"Okay, then you go to bed and I'll get rid of some emails." Rong Jincheng picked up the tablet beside the bed and sat down against the pillow.

"Um."

After Han Yurou drank the hot water, her lower abdomen felt better, but the pain did not disappear.

The bed in the bedroom was very big, and Rong Jincheng had never allowed her to sleep in the guest room. She would usually sleep next to him holding the quilt.

The air conditioner was very cool, and when she went to bed, Rong Jincheng was still reading emails.

Just when she was about to lie down to sleep, Rong Jincheng pointed to his tablet: "Don't you know a little French, what does this sentence mean?"

Han Yurou glanced at it. Because the words were too small, she got closer and saw clearly: "I like you more than the stars and the sea."

"Oh, I see, it turns out you like me." Rong Jincheng laughed darkly.

Only then did Han Yurou realize that she had been deceived. She rolled her eyes at him, turned around, and wrapped her quilt tightly: "I'm going to sleep, remember to turn off the light."

She was not used to him being in her bed so early. In the past, he would only come back late at night, or not come back at all.

Like tonight, almost none.

Han Yurou slept on the side and closed her eyes.

Rong Jincheng looked down at her face for a long time before turning back and continuing to review the documents in the mailbox.

He has always had a rich night life, and he is not used to going to bed early, so he can't fall asleep so early.

When Han Yurou fell asleep, he was still busy working.

The work was boring and boring, and he didn't like it very much, but he had no choice but to do a good job in the company. In a few years, he would also take over his old man's company, and then he would be able to sit back and relax.

The night was getting darker, and he didn't know what time it was, so he put down the tablet in his hand, walked up to Han Yurou, and looked at her face carefully.

In her sleep, Han Yurou put away her sharp claws, looking gentle and harmless.

He kissed her neck, but she didn't respond and was fast asleep.

"I slept so soundly, like a little pig. No, the little pig is not as pretty as you. Good night." Rong Jincheng was in a good mood.

He reached out and turned off the light, and the bedroom fell into darkness, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Rong Jincheng slept beside her, holding her waist.

He was used to sleeping with his arms around her waist. Even though she would always sleep on her side when he woke up the next day, this could not change his habit.

Han Yurou's body smelled very good, and sometimes he was surprised. They obviously used the same shower gel, so why didn't it smell good to him?

After thinking about it, Rong Jincheng felt sleepy.

When sleepiness came over him, he yawned, hugged her tightly, and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!