If he hadn't "borrowed money" to her father, she would have wished she could have strangled him to death.

Thinking of this, Rong Jincheng's neck chilled.

He didn't want to be strangled to death by a woman at a young age. He hadn't enjoyed the great time yet, and after that, it was getting better and better.

When Rong Jincheng thought that he would soon hold the Qiao Han group, he was really smiling.

Life is so beautiful.

He played with his legs up for a while, and his face was always filled with a happy smile, which contrasted with the woman on the balcony.

Han Yurou had her period and had a very stomachache when she read the book for a while.

She got up and prepared to rinse a hot water bag.

Rong Jincheng was quick-witted and said, "What do you want? I'll get it for you?"

"No, I have my own hands and feet." Han Yurou said in a cold tone, and walked over to him without even looking at him.

Today she only wore a loose royal blue sweater, looking lazy and had no strength.

Rong Jincheng looked at her back, it was really.

But he was in great interest recently and was too lazy to bother with her.

Soon, Han Yurou brought a rabbit-shaped hot water bag over. The small hot water bag was just in her arms, warm.

Rong Jincheng stood up and pulled her in front of him with force.

"What are you doing?" Han Yurou fell into his arms after being caught off guard.

"Don't feel uncomfortable? Do you know what's the best way to do when your stomach is uncomfortable? It's not to use a hot water bag or drink brown sugar tea, but... let the man rub it."

As he said that, Rong Jincheng's fair hand reached into Han Yurou's sweater.

His palms were warm and he gently rubbed her stomach.

Han Yurou was hugged by him from behind, and the strength of men and women was very different. She couldn't break free and didn't dare to exert too much force.

Rong Jincheng carried her to his legs, almost doing something wrong.

But he didn't go too far, and he rubbed her a few times.

The warm current spreads in the lower abdomen.

After a while, the pain was not as strong as before, but Han Yurou's face was disgusted from beginning to end.

"You said why don't you like to laugh? I've seen you on TV and it looks good when you smile. Why don't you laugh when you come to me?" Rong Jincheng looked at her face.

"Can you stop bothering me?"

"Oh, the tone is quite sturdy." Rong Jincheng's eyes narrowed, with a bitter luster in his eyes. "No one dares to talk to me like this yet. Rouru, who would give you the courage? Logically speaking, I lent your father so much money, you should serve me well, right?"

Rong Jincheng's tone was very gentle, but this gentleness revealed an inadvertent gloom.

His movements were still gentle, rubbing her belly.

Han Yurou's heart trembled.

After a long time, she said lightly: "My dad borrowed you money only for a temporary turnaround, and he will pay it back to you."

"Oh, I also believe that my father-in-law will return it to me."

"If he can't pay it back, I will pay it back to you."

"So amazing? Unfortunately, your vice president of the Han family called me again today and asked me if I could borrow another five million."

"you!"

"Of course I have to borrow money from my father-in-law, and I have to borrow more." Rong Jincheng had a smile on his lips, "Rou Rou, am I good to your family?"

His voice had a different tone. For some reason, Han Yurou sounded particularly strange.
Chapter completed!