The little Jiaojiao in Lord Rong's arms is too sassy

Chapter 18
Ning Lan thought that Rong Yu let her in because she had already put on her pajamas.

But who knew that when she opened the door and walked in, Rong Yu was lying naked in the bathtub.

"what--"

Seeing this scene, Ning Lan screamed out and quickly covered her eyes with her hands.

Although she is very familiar with Rong Yu's body, but now the relationship between them is very stiff, and seeing this scene rashly, she was still shocked.

"Rong Yu, are you a pervert! I thought you were already dressed..."

Ning Lan still closed her eyes, pointed in his direction, and began to curse.

Rong Yu's face was gloomy.

He didn't want to either, and he didn't have exhibitionism.

If it wasn't for him not being able to stand up, how could he be so aggrieved!

"Ning Lan, I... can't get up..."

Gritting her teeth, Rong Yu still spoke.

After hearing this, Ning Lan suddenly opened her eyes wide.

She almost forgot that Rong Yu's current physical condition was indeed not suitable for taking a bath by herself.

She hurried to the bathtub, only to see that Rong Yu's face was livid, his right hand was tightly holding onto the armrest, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

It seems that he has suffered a lot of grievances.

"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't consider your body. You should have said earlier, I can help you take a bath."

Ning Lan sighed, and quickly reached out to pull Rong Yu to stand up.

With the help of strength, Rong Yu got rid of the shackles of the bathtub and stood upright in the bathtub again.

Ning Lan looked at him, and the image of seeing him out of the bath came to mind. He had long hair and was very handsome.

"bath towel."

Rong Yu glanced at Ning Lan, and found that she was staring straight at him, her ears blushing unconsciously.

He scolded coldly before Ning Lan came back to his senses.

"Oh."

Ning Lan responded, and quickly pulled the white towel aside to help Rong Yu wipe her body.

Rong Yu wanted to grab the bath towel, but Ning Lan said: "You need someone to take care of you now. I don't know how many times I have seen it all. I even studied acupuncture and moxibustion carefully. You don't have to be shy when you wipe your body."

Rong Yu was so angry that he vomited blood.

After taking good care of Rong Yu and helping him lie down on the bed, Ning Lan was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"You go to sleep, I'm going to take a shower."

Ning Lan said, and rushed to the bathroom.

When she came out, Rong Yu had already closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep.

Ning Lan didn't make a sound, and tiptoed to the other side of the bed, then gently got on the bed, and got into the bed.

She raised her hand, and with a "click", she turned off the light.

Then close your eyes and go to sleep.

At the moment when the lights went out, she didn't know that the man beside her was opening his eyes.

Rong Yu didn't fall asleep.

Various performances of Ning Lan kept appearing in his mind, and he finally decided that she had really changed.

……

Ning Lan got up early in the morning, took care of Rong Yu to wash and get dressed, and left in a hurry.

Sister Yan asked her to come to the company this morning to sign a variety show contract.

The contract of "Idol Games".

When she arrived at the company, she walked into the elevator and happened to meet a familiar face.

It was the colleague who recommended her to participate in the figure skating competition, the popular idol - Lilac.

"Hey, who is this, our Miss Ning Lanning, a live broadcast has opened up her popularity, congratulations!"

Ding Xiang raised her hand that had just had manicure done last night, and the diamonds on the manicure exuded the dazzling light of Bling Bling.

She reached out and took off the well-known brand sunglasses on her face, revealing her small eyes with delicate eye makeup, and looked down on Ning Lan with disdain.

Ning Lan didn't want to talk to her, but just curled her lips slightly.

"Ning Lan, are you married for real or fake? I think your show last night was a play, right? Or, is your husband who has been married for five years a shameless one?"

Ding Xiang continued to be aggressive with her sarcastic tone.

Ning Lan only felt that her voice was particularly harsh.

Ding Xiang froze for a moment with cold eyes, and immediately glared resentfully: "How dare you look at me like that? Ning Lan, you just gained some popularity, do you really think you've become a phoenix by flying on a branch?"

"You don't even have a masterpiece, and you don't know anything about singing and dancing. Do you think those fans who are fans of your honesty know that your so-called husband is made by you through acting. What do you think they will think?"

Ding Xiang still thinks that Ning Lan is not married at all.

Ning Lan just said coldly: "Miss Ding, it's not your turn to worry about my affairs."

The elevator door opened slowly. After saying this, she stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the conference room.

Ding Xiang stomped her feet, glared angrily at her back, and followed closely behind.

In the conference room, Sister Yan was already waiting here, and besides Sister Yan, there was also a manager present.

It was Ding Xiang's manager, He Qiulian, known as Sister Lian.

He Qiulian has a wide network of contacts and strong means, and has made several well-known artists popular. Ding Xiang is the youngest artist she has under her belt now.

"Sister Lian, I just told Ning Lan that I took the initiative to fight for her this time, and she has to thank us very much." Ding Xiang walked towards He Qiulian and took her arm affectionately.

Ning Lan frowned.

Ding Xiang continued to laugh and said, "Ning Lan, I gave you the place in the figure skating group, because I heard that this "Idol Games" will be broadcast live, so you don't have to worry about your camera being cut off. All the audience will see your performance completely..."

(End of this chapter)