Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4607 A better me (2)

Rong Jincheng clasped her slender fingers, interlocking her fingers, and embraced her in his arms.

Han Yurou's heart was beating faster and faster, she rested her chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "I didn't realize you were so spoiled before."

"I'm only acting like a baby with you." Rong Jincheng also deliberately scratched her arm, "I'm your only second son, and I will always be."

"You said you went to military school for three years, will it change after you come back?"

"Of course it will get better."

"Then can I look forward to it?"

"It's absolutely fine, it will only get better, but no matter how good it is, it's not as good as my Rourou." Rong Jincheng rubbed her neck.

"Okay, let go, I'm going to take a shower."

"Then I'm not leaving tonight? OK?"

"Look for yourself, sofa, floor, Xiaohuihui's cat litter, see which one you like."

Rong Jincheng: "..."

That night, Rong Jincheng didn't go back, so he sent the third child a wechat message.

Rong Jincheng: Third child, I won't go back to your place today, I'll sleep at my little fairy's house.

The third child also sent a "bad smile" emoji on purpose: "Xiao Liu, come on."

Rong Jincheng: Don't think about it, I am a decent person.

Third child: Well, you are a decent person.

Rong Jincheng: Stop talking, I'm going to sleep.

He really had to go to sleep, on the sofa.

Han Yurou gave him a blanket, her bedroom was next door, Rong Jincheng couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

The sofa is narrow and small, it can't accommodate his tall body at all, and Xiao Huihui is very noisy at night when he doesn't sleep and slams the door on the balcony.

Rong Jin was under pressure from a fire, dry and hot.

In the middle of the night, he got up from the sofa, hugged the pillow and ran to the next bedroom.

The curtains were drawn, and the room was pitch black.

Because the air conditioner was on, Han Yurou was covered with a thin silk quilt, curled up, and slept soundly.

Rong Jincheng went to sleep on her bed, quietly put the pillow beside her, and lay down quietly.

In a daze, Han Yurou realized that the other side of the bed had collapsed, she frowned, raised her hand to turn on the desk lamp, and saw Rong Jincheng.

Hey, didn't you let him sleep on the sofa?
"Rong Jincheng, you bastard..."

It's just that I didn't have time to say the following words.

Han Yurou's heart almost jumped out of her throat, she bit her lip.

Rong Jincheng whispered a few words in her ear, raised his hand and turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness again.

Han Yurou did not refuse.

He knew that she had acquiesced.

Rong Jincheng was so nervous that he couldn't speak, he had never been so nervous like today, even though he was no longer a frizzy boy of seventeen or eighteen.

Because I was nervous, I was cautious in my heart, like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

He hasn't touched a woman since she left.

Apart from her, he had long since lost any interest in other women.

Han Yurou was still holding on to the quilt at first, but later put her arms around his waist.

There was silence outside the window, and the community in the middle of the night was silent.

For one night, Rong Jincheng acted as if he had never touched a woman.

Rong Jincheng is in a good mood, especially when she calls him by his name, he likes to hear her call him "Jin Cheng". Of course, he prefers to be called "husband".

In the early years, he was unrestrained and unrestrained, and never thought about getting married. He felt that marriage was a kind of bondage.

Now, he desires to get married more than anyone else. He wants to marry his little fairy and live with her for the rest of his life.

(End of this chapter)