"You have hands and feet, why do you want me to undress you?" She looked at him.

Although it was obviously a rejection, Rong Jincheng still looked very happy and laughed: "Because you are my woman."

"Bullshit logic." She lazily cursed.

Unexpectedly, Rong Jincheng is a bitch. When she scolded him, he seemed quite happy: "Why do you know how to scold others? I didn't teach you."

"You've drunk too much, so don't be drunk." Han Yurou sat up, took off his suit jacket and untied his tie, "Okay."

"It's not good." Rong Jincheng was dissatisfied, grabbed her hand and pressed it on the belt, "Here, untie it."

"I don't want to serve you. You should find someone who can serve you. I was born not to serve others, and I won't be able to in the future."

"I'm not an outsider, I'm your man..." Rong Jincheng felt aggrieved, "Are you jealous? Are you jealous of Xiaoying? Isn't that right?"

He still tilted his head to look at her, his cheeks were red and his eyes were innocent.

But the familiar "Xiao Ying" sound still made her sick. She felt sick when she thought that he might be flirting with Cui Ying one second and then running to her bed the next.

It's okay if I don't think about it, but I feel sick just thinking about it.

Maybe he just kissed Cui Ying and now he kissed her again.

Just when he wanted to touch her again, she pushed him hard: "Don't touch me... Why are you going back to Jinyuan when you have a girlfriend?"

Rong Jincheng was pushed to the corner of the bed by her, looked at her, and smiled: "Jinyuan is the villa I bought, why can't I go back? If you are jealous, just be jealous, don't be weird."

"Rong Jincheng, you don't need to take yourself seriously. Do you really think that everyone likes you? Are you jealous? I will never be jealous of your Rong Jincheng woman in this life, because I don't care about you. You listen clearly,

I don't care about you."

The smile on Rong Jincheng's face froze little by little, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he stared at Han Yurou with his eyes.

"Rong Jincheng, have you ever seen me ask about your girlfriend? You have several girlfriends who have nothing to do with me. Don't use the word 'jealous' to disgust me. I've known you for two years and you haven't noticed that I don't want to get to know you at all.

Really? Yes, I don’t even know what you like, because I don’t care about you.”

The light in Rong Jincheng's eyes completely dimmed.

Han Yurou knew that he had drunk too much. He would not remember a few words of what she said tonight when he woke up tomorrow morning, but she had always wanted to say these words.

silence.

Great silence.

No one spoke again.

"It turns out these are all from your heart..." After a long time, he moved his lips and said, "I want to ask you a question..."

She looked at him warily.

"Would I rather drink milk or coffee in the morning?"

"Coffee." She responded calmly.

She knew that he didn't drink milk, and she only made him coffee when she went to the office every day.

"Look, you still know what I like, so you're not ignorant." He smiled, "You care about me, you do."

He smiled to himself, very reluctantly, and the smile froze on his face.

Slowly, he got up from the bed, held on to the wall and walked to the bathroom, his steps staggering, and his back in the white shirt was a bit thin.

With a bang, he closed the bathroom door.

The sound of water gradually came.
Chapter completed!