Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

The place where she made an appointment to meet with the client was a manor with a tight gate.

After Murong Rong reported her name, the security guard called a servant to welcome her in.

Murong Rong sat on the battery car and drove for more than ten minutes before stopping.

The servant said: "Master is already waiting for you in the lounge, please come in."

Murong Rong quickly thanked, and after the servant left, he walked towards the quiet and elegant lounge built among a bamboo forest.

When Murong Rong knocked on the door, a voice came from inside soon——

"Come in."

Murong Rong took a deep breath, pushed open the door and walked in. Then, he saw a tall man wearing a bathrobe standing on the balcony.

The golden sunlight came in from the window, covering his body with a layer of gold, like a god's mansion, making people afraid to look directly at it.

"Hi, I'm Shimmer's designer..."

While Murong Rong was speaking, the man had already turned around. When she saw the man's face clearly, she couldn't help being surprised: "Mr. Rong? Why is it you?"

"It's not me, who do you think?" Rong Jiuci frowned a little: "Don't you even know who the client is, so you came to see the client alone? Murong Rong, your performance is really unbelievable , let me and you take good care of An'an."

Murong Rong admitted that she was too negligent, and if Rong Jiuci wanted to say something about it, she would not refute a single word.

But this does not mean that she can tolerate Rong Jiuci's constant use of her daughter to threaten her.

Murong Rong took a deep breath and said: "I admit that it was my negligence not to find out the client's situation in advance, but I will come again even if I do it again. Because I am the designer of Shimmer, this is my professional ethics and professionalism.”

Rong Jiuci squinted his eyes and looked at Murong Rong. That cold gaze made people feel timid.

Murong Rong suddenly regretted it.

She is really in a daze, and she wants to argue with Rong Jiuci, it doesn't make any sense at all.

Murong Rong softened his tone: "Rong..."

"Come and measure me." Rong Jiuci interrupted Murong Rong before she could finish her sentence.

Murong Rong didn't bother, she nodded and agreed. She put the handbag on the shelf beside her, took out a notepad and a soft ruler from it, and when she turned around, she saw Rong Jiuci taking off her bathrobe.

Murong Rong's cheeks turned red immediately, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Mr. Rong, you... what are you doing?"

"Let me measure your body."

"You don't have to take off your body so cleanly..." When Murong Rong spoke, his eyes drifted down uncontrollably.

Then I saw the pair of bullet pants Rong Jiuci was wearing, and that group of ferocious beasts that looked particularly ferocious even in their deep sleep.

That night flashed uncontrollably in my mind.

Her face instantly turned red, and she couldn't help but say, "Mr. Rong, please get dressed first, I'm helping you measure your body."

Rong Jiuci squinted at Murong Rong, looked at her flushed cheeks, with a shy expression, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you shy? It seems that your professional ethics and professionalism are nothing more than that."

Murong Rong knew that Rong Jiuci said this on purpose, but seeing the half-smile on the man's lips, he still couldn't help it, and a sense of disbelief surged in his heart.

Murong Rong took a deep breath, walked over with a soft ruler, and began to measure Rong Jiuci's body.

Murong Rong couldn't help but regret it very much. No matter what, she should have brought an assistant with her, so that it would be much more convenient for the body measurement.

But, it's too late to say anything now.

Murong Rong could only bite the bullet and come by himself.

She first measured Rong Jiuci's neck, arms, wrists, etc., and finally her chest and waist.

She held a tape measure in her hand, and under Rong Jiuci's gaze, her arms circled the man's body time and time again.

If one ignores the tape measure in her hand, no matter how she looks, she looks like she is actively embracing a man.

Rong Jiuci looked at her, his dark eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire, and in the next second, Murong Rong would be swallowed up.

It's just that Murong Rong kept his head down and didn't notice these things. After measuring, he carefully recorded the data just measured.

Then, it finally came to Liang Rong Jiu Ci's legs.

Murong Rong hesitated for a moment, and finally squatted down. She picked up a soft ruler to measure the length of Rong Jiuci's legs.

Then, I saw the whole process of the beast from sleeping to waking up.

Murong Rong was frightened all of a sudden, exclaimed, and stood up abruptly.

She got up too anxiously, she didn't control her strength well, and she threw herself into Rong Jiuci's arms without knowing why.

"Murong Rong."

Rong Jiuci gritted his teeth and pinched Murong Rong's slender waist with his big hands. He looked down at her and moved closer to her: "Actually, you are deliberately taking this opportunity to take advantage of me."

"I do not have!"

"No?" Rong Jiuci's thin lips raised a little: "Then explain, what do you mean when you fumbled with my fingers just now?"

Murong Rong: "..."

Murong Rong really felt that Dou E was not wronged by her, only a snowflake in June.

She explained: "I really didn't do it on purpose, but accidentally bumped into you during the body measurement."

In the process of measuring the body, no matter how careful she is, her fingers will inevitably touch the other person's body.

"Then explain again, what do you want to do when you throw yourself into my arms?"

"Accident, it's all an accident." Murong Rong blushed, "Any girl who sees you acting like a hooligan just now has to be like me."

Rong Jiuci laughed: "Murong Rong, when will you be able to have a clear self-awareness about yourself? You have been divorced once, and you have given birth to children. You still have the nerve to call yourself a girl."

"..."

Murong Rong was so angry that he couldn't help but choked: "I am willing!"

"Well, don't need to be so loud." Rong Jiuci pressed Murong Rong into his arms with force.

Being hugged by a man like this, Murong Rong felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help struggling: "Mr. Rong, let go when you've hugged enough."

"Oh."

"Mr. Rong?" Murong Rong waited for quite a while and Rong Jiuci did not let go, and couldn't help struggling to remind Rong Jiuci.

Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong with lowered eyes, and said lightly, "I haven't hugged enough yet."

Murong Rong: "..."

"Murong Rong." Rong Jiuci's voice softened a little: "You have to be good, you know?"

Murong Rong was somewhat dissatisfied with Rong Jiuci's tone, and just about to speak, her pink lips were kissed.

The kiss came unexpectedly and violently.

Under Rong Jiuci's kiss, Murong Rong could only retreat steadily.

Suddenly, Murong Rong felt dizzy, and she was pushed into the sofa by Rong Jiuci.

The flames burned among them, and everything was on the verge of getting out of control.

Murong Rong wanted to stop it, but it was just a thought, and Rong Jiuci suppressed it.

He forcefully made her dance to his steps.

At this critical moment of the last moment, someone knocked on the door of the lounge.