Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

Having provoked other men, Murong Rong didn't know how to reflect on himself and let it go, instead he provoked him again and again!

Rong Jiuci couldn't bear it anymore, and kissed the little mouth that always made him so angry.

Thinking of it, he hadn't kissed her for a long time.

This taste was even more beautiful than he had imagined. It was so beautiful that he couldn't control himself, and all he had in his mind was plunder and devour.

Plunder her all good things, devour all her sweetness.

It wasn't until Murong Rong blushed and couldn't even catch his breath that Rong Jiuci reluctantly let go of Murong Rong.

He watched her gasping for breath condescendingly, scraped the tip of her nose affectionately, and said helplessly and dotingly: "Little idiot, it's been a while, and I still can't learn how to breathe. You're really a stupid student."

As a teacher, he had to work harder and help her make up for her lessons.

As Rong Jiuci spoke, he pinched Murong Rong's chin and kissed it.

Murong Rong's pupils dilated, and after realizing that she was kissed by Rong Jiuci again, he couldn't help but glared at him angrily.

It's just that Murong Rong doesn't understand how beautiful and charming she looks at the moment, every look makes Rong Jiuci unable to stop.

Rong Jiuci's heart was full of restlessness and impatience, he couldn't help covering Murong Rong's eyes with his palm, and said in a low voice: "Rong Rong, don't look at a man who has plans for you with such eyes."

As he spoke, his other palm couldn't help touching her waist.

next second.

"hiss--"

Rong Jiuci couldn't help but gasped in pain.

His thin lips were bitten off, and there was a bloody taste between his lips and teeth.

He raised his eyes, and saw Murong Rong's eyes full of anger.

Murong Rong's eyes sparkled because of anger, and his pale little face turned red because of anger.

The scarlet color on her cheeks made her look even more beautiful.

"Rong Jiuci, I'm breaking up with you!" Murong Rong gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You have no right to treat me like this!"

"Not qualified?"

Rong Jiuci raised his hand and wiped it, his calloused fingertips were stained with a bright red, he stuck out his tongue, and licked off the blood little by little.

His appearance at this moment is quite different from that of the noble son in ordinary times, revealing an indescribable evil.

"Murong Rong, from the moment you climb onto my bed, I am entitled, you are mine!"

"That's not what I want!"

Murong Rong thought Rong Jiuci was talking about the night in the hotel half a year ago.

She couldn't help but let out a low growl.

Even though it's been so long, just thinking about it is still a catastrophe for her.

For Murong Rong, she could never forget this feeling in her whole life.

Looking at Murong Rong's red eyes, Rong Jiuci suddenly realized that he had bullied others terribly.

He said in a slow tone: "I know you don't want to. But fate is not whether you want to or not. Besides, the ending is finally happy, isn't it?"

"Is the ending happy?" Murong Rong raised her hand and wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes fiercely. She smiled, and her smile was full of mockery: "It's been a few days before the wedding, and I'm tired of only one sentence at the end. If Mr. Rong I think this ending is happy, so I have nothing to say."

"It's just a pity that I don't accept this beauty." The expression on Murong Rong's face became more and more icy: "Rong Jiuci, since you said it's over, it should end cleanly like a man!"

"Like a man?" Rong Jiuci raised his eyebrows a little: "When did my behavior make you think that I don't look like a man? If there is, it doesn't matter. After you pass the first three months, I can start again prove."

Murong Rong saw that no matter what he said, he could bring up this kind of ambiguity, and his anger became even stronger. Just when he was about to quarrel with Rong Jiuci, he felt a pain in his stomach, and couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"What's wrong with you? Do you have a stomachache?" Rong Jiuci immediately supported Murong Rong, and loudly informed the bodyguard outside the door to call for a doctor.

The doctor hurried over quickly, and he examined Murong Rong carefully.

"Ms. Mu and the baby in her stomach are fine. In the early stages of pregnancy, because the uterus is being stretched by the baby, it is inevitable that there will be pain."

Murong Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to the doctor again.

"However, Ms. Mu's pregnancy is not very good in the first place, and she has moved her fetus twice. You still have to be very careful in life. Don't be angry, don't stay up late, pay attention to being happy, and more importantly, the first three months Intercourse is prohibited.

I know you are young and full of vigor, but for the sake of your children, please bear with it. "

The doctor said a lot later, but Murong Rong couldn't hear him anymore.

Her mind was full of the doctor's sentence prohibiting sexual intercourse.

She really wanted to explain to the doctor that the relationship between her and Rong Jiuci was not like that.

But the slight tingling still felt on her lips, which seemed to turn her explanation into a sophistry.

Finally, she simply pulled up the quilt and pretended to be dead.

Looking at Murong Rong's ostrich-like appearance, Rong Jiuci couldn't help but chuckled.

He reached out to pull the quilt, but found that Murong Rong was pulling hard.

"Let go, the doctor has already left, it's useless for you to bury yourself in it, but you will suffocate yourself."

"Who said it's useless?" Murong Rong's voice came through the quilt, sounding muffled: "Aren't you still here?"

Rong Jiuci frowned, and said lightly: "What do you think I want to do, can a quilt stop it?"

"..." Can't stop it.

"come out faster."

Murong Rong pulled down the quilt abruptly, she was very irritable: "Rong Jiuci, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I thought you knew what I wanted."

"No, I don't know. Rong Jiuci, I never know what you want?" Murong Rong's voice gradually fell, and his expression was indescribably tired.

Before, she always thought that no matter how strong the wind and rain outside, Rong Jiuci would always hold her hand and lead her down.

In the end, what she was waiting for was that he wanted to marry Ye Wanxin.

However, she didn't say any more about these words.

She has said it too many times.

She didn't want to let herself become like Mrs. Lin Xiang, and she didn't want to repeat her misfortune endlessly.

It serves no purpose other than making others laugh.

"Rongrong."

Rong Jiuci sat by the bed, grabbed her hand, and promised softly: "I will always give you an explanation."

Murong Rong knew that she should be touched, but she just wanted to ask him, what if I didn't wait for your explanation?

However, she swallowed the words when they reached her lips.

"Rong Jiuci, I'm tired, you go first."

"I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving." Rong Jiuci pulled up the quilt, tucked in the corners of the quilt for her, and raised her hand to pin the hair scattered around her cheeks behind her ears.

"Go to sleep."

Murong Rong didn't say anything more, closed his eyes, and slowed down his breathing.

Rong Jiuci sat beside Murong Rong's bed for a long time, and when he came out, the sky outside had already started to darken.

As soon as he got in the car, he received a call from his father.

"Jiu Ci, where are you? Come back to me quickly!"