"I tell you, so many women love me so much that they want to show me their hearts. What about you? You don't have me in your heart, which makes me unhappy, very unhappy."

She was most afraid of seeing his sarcastic smile. He hadn't treated her like this for a long time.

For nearly a year, they all lived in peace and occasionally quarreled, but she was soft-hearted and rarely quarreled with him, so even if she quarreled, it would not last too long.

Her lips were trembling.

Rong Jincheng was still staring at her.

She was forced to meet his gaze, with disappointment and confusion in her eyes.

"Rong Jincheng, you're drunk too much."

"No, I'm very awake. Tell me, Josnian and me, who do you like? Tell me, baby."

Han Yurou had a painful expression on her face. She hated this threat and persecution. She no longer loved anyone in her heart and she could not afford to love her.

She also knew that she would never be treated well in her life, and she would hold it in her hand. Everything she wanted in the past had become a bubble and a phantom.

"You are hesitating, baby, you are hesitating." Rong Jincheng held her wrist, his face turned gloomy, and pushed her onto the bed, pressing her down hard, "What are you hesitating about? Is this question worth your hesitation?!"

"Don't touch me, Rong Jincheng, can you please beg you? Don't touch me, I feel very uncomfortable."

This man is drunk.

He is not in control of his bed affairs, and once he gets drunk, he will make people die.

She could not resist his troubles today. She just came back from the hospital.

There was also a pinhole pierced from the infusion on the back of her hand, but Rong Jincheng was drunk and he didn't notice it at all. He even grabbed her hand.

"You met Qiao Sinian today and were in a bad mood. You either felt uncomfortable or felt uncomfortable. You left the bidding in advance and went shopping and bought new shoes. Do you think I can't see what you are thinking?"

"What can you see? You can't see anything!"

"Haha, are you blaming me for not staying with you? I blaming me for not loving you well? OK, then I'll be gentler later, okay?"

"Can I beg you? Don't do this, don't do this, I'm so uncomfortable."

"It's not impossible to ask me to let you go, but how can you help me get rid of this fury in my heart? Hum?"

"I'll help you."

Rong Jincheng stared at the woman beneath him and sneered, his eyes cold and indifferent.

It's been two years since this woman has been with him for two years.

Han Yurou held him, struggled to get up from under him, unbuttoned his belt, and lowered her head.

Outside the window is an endless night, deep and distant, like a vast ocean, with no end at a glance.

It was windy at night, and it was very strong, blowing the trees in Jinyuan to make a "whistle" sound, as if it was about to rain.

The night is very quiet and there is no sound. In this endless darkness, only the lights on the roadside are always on, illuminating the entire house.

I don’t know how long it took, but Rong Jincheng finally got tired.

He was so drunk that he didn't even take a shower, he lay on the big bed, motionless.

Rong Jincheng was not wary of sleeping and his sleeping face was very stable.

Han Yurou was also tired. She went back to the bathroom to take a shower. She soaked herself in the bathtub with water, with a vast expression on her face.

The lights in the bathroom are very bright, and this kind of light will always make people feel unreal.
Chapter completed!