She didn't stand firmly, she staggered and fell into his arms.

Han Yurou is much shorter than him, and he can wrap her in his arms with almost no effort.

"I don't like to laugh at myself. I have to hold my face every day when I am unhappy." Rong Jincheng hugged her waist and wrapped his fingers around her hair. "I don't like women who hold my face."

Rong Jincheng's tone was gentle and intimate, and he could not hear any dissatisfaction.

"If you don't like it, don't touch me."

"I'm talking to you for a few words, why are you still having sex with me? I won't make trouble with women, right?" Rong Jincheng lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance between her hair, "It's okay, I have a good temper and don't bother with you."

"You let go, I'll go to the bedroom."

"I don't loosen my waist, I like to hug it."

"Rong Jincheng, don't send money to my family anymore. Our family can still afford the medical expenses of my father." Han Yurou's voice was trembling.

She knew what she was afraid of, and she was afraid that more and more people would owe Rong Jincheng.

The more you owe, the more passive you are.

She didn't want to do this anymore. She wanted to go abroad and live a peaceful life.

If possible, she wanted to unfold this dark experience.

Her mother just said that Rong Jincheng sent another million to the hospital.

"What's wrong with making your girlfriend happy? I'm happy." Rong Jincheng smiled.

"I beg you, don't send money anymore. I don't want to be a mistress..." Han Yurou suddenly burst into tears, tears surging out, falling little by little on the back of Rong Jincheng's hand.

"Miss, when did I say you are my mistress? I said you are my girlfriend." Rong Jincheng lowered his head and bit her earlobe, "Is your ears bad? You're young."

His tone was as gentle as ever, even doting.

But to Han Yurou, she was like a devil.

If a person expresses his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on his face, she can still observe his expressions, but she cannot understand Rong Jincheng.

Pursuing her? She can't believe it.

Compensation for her? His current actions have long exceeded the scope of compensation.

Han Yurou panicked, her heart was beating, and she couldn't settle down no matter how hard she was.

"Do you want me to take you out for a break? I heard that Miss Han plays well in golf, so go together?"

"I won't go, I'm having my period and I don't want to go anywhere."

"Oh, I just went to the hospital to see your dad. The situation is not very good. You shouldn't think about going to Cambridge during this period, otherwise if your dad has a few things... ah, your dad will of course be healthy and live a hundred years old."

"Is my dad okay? I want to see him." Han Yurou looked at him anxiously, her eyes moved.

"I just finished the operation and the person was very weak. It was fine. There was nothing big about it. You don't have to go there again. Besides, I'll go see him and you go see him. Isn't it the same? The family doesn't speak two words."

"Thank you for going to see him, and thank you for your kindness to the Han family, but we still keep our distance." Han Yurou didn't want to be with him.

"You said you, why don't you try to accept me? Am I not good?"

"You're fine."

Han Yurou didn't say anything more, her eyes were empty and confused.

Her eyes looked at the wall in the distance, and her eyes fell on the white wall.

Rong Jincheng couldn't feel her response and warmth, so he finally let go of his hand.
Chapter completed!