I really don't like Flamingo

Chapter 194 About Obscenity
Duanmu Rong opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Han Ge's words made her irrefutable.

Will Master give up his perseverance for him?She couldn't give an answer.

"Can……"

She opened her mouth, wanting to say that she must give it a try.

But she didn't say it, because she knew that the person who was going to die was not herself, because she had seen many lives pass by. After all, she couldn't make decisions for others with her own understanding.

To bet your life on a gloomy hope that you are not sure about, and to be generous to others is a bit unfeeling to others.

At this time, it was Han Ge who suddenly chuckled, adjusted his inner breath, and could move freely.

He stood up, his hair falling like a waterfall, "Don't worry, I have a way to save myself. But I should trouble Miss Rong."

Duanmu Rong raised her head slightly, she didn't know how sure Han Ge could solve this trouble, but she didn't ask, and looked at Han Ge calmly.

"My own life is my own decision. If there is nothing else, I will leave. Although she is in good health at the moment, she is still a little weak. She will wake up after a period of rest."

Turning around, after giving these orders, Duanmu Rong was about to leave.

"Miss Rong, is that all you want to say to me?" Han Ge's question made her step forward and pause.

She turned her head inexplicably, but still had no good expression.

"What do you think I should say?" She frowned slightly, looking at Han Ge.

Han Ge didn't pay attention to her unfriendly eyes, walked around the room, sat down in another place, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Say something... what you want to say." Speaking of this, Han Ge's mouth curled into a smile, with malicious intentions.

"What are you referring to?" Duanmu Rong frowned, staring at Han Ge closely.

He took a sip of tea lightly, "For example...do you like me?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Duanmu Rong with a half-smile, full of teasing meaning.

Duanmu Rong: "..."

She stared at Han Ge and didn't speak. It just passed for a long time. While Han Ge was drinking by herself, Duanmurong sneered, "No matter what, I, Duanmurong, won't like you. Please, Young Master Han Don't make fun of this kind of thing. It's not good for you or me!"

She spoke simply, and her tone was extremely decisive, with a faint hint of alienation that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Facing the girl's unfeeling words, Han Ge didn't feel discouraged, but didn't seem to care at all.

She continued: "Are you joking? Ms. Rong probably knows best in her heart. She mentioned this matter to me before, and she doesn't mind if I take you as my concubine. How about you?"

Duanmu Rong shifted her eyes to the peerless face with her eyes closed, she couldn't believe it, but soon, she thought of the fundamental nature of the problem.

Immediately her pretty face darkened, and she glanced at Han Ge contemptuously, "Maybe this injury caused your ears to have problems, and you couldn't hear what I said clearly. Then let me say it again, I, Duanmu Rong, even if I die, even if I never die If you jump off this cliff, you will never like someone like you! Do you understand?"

She gave Han Ge a cold look at the end, and then without hesitation, she turned around and pushed the door open.

Bang!
With a sound, the room fell into silence again.

The tea water in front of Han Ge was rippling with layers of ripples, and gradually calmed down again.

Han Ge stared quietly at the front, until it completely calmed down, then suddenly laughed at himself.

"What's this called? It's called narcissism! Isn't it?"

His voice echoed in the room, and then slowly dissipated, and no one answered.

"Ugh……"

Sighing again, "Isn't it a bit shameless to eavesdrop on others?"

"..."

Han Ge seemed to be talking to himself, but no one paid attention.

After another period of time like this, Han Ge drank the tea in the cup by himself, and when he was done drinking, he smacked his lips.

"When you filled the first cup of tea, you took two breaths. When I poured the second cup of tea, while I was talking to her, you took four breaths. Now this cup of tea, you took three breaths. .Does my princess need me to wake you up with a kiss?"

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, the eyelashes of the beautiful woman on the bed trembled slightly, and her closed eyes slowly opened.

"Isn't it possible?"

Her eyes were blurred, as if she had just woken up, she propped herself up, and the quilt that Duanmu Rong had just covered her slipped off, hanging on her chest without slipping off.

Her hair was a little messy, she looked at Han Ge questioningly, waiting for his explanation.

"It's not impossible, but once I kiss you, I worry that I will involuntarily want to do something else, can you bear it?"

Han Ge was not afraid of her provocation, and asked back.

Yan Lingji, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly caught her breath and gave him a hard look, "Dirty!"

However, how thick-skinned is Han Ge to care about such mere abuse?

He straightened the tea set on the table slowly, and replied: "As for the question of which of us is more obscene, I thought we had already reached an agreement, but it seems you forgot again!"

Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes widened, Han Ge's words made her think of something, her charming eyes almost cut Han Ge into pieces, it's too shameful!

Looking at Han Ge's blushing and heartbeat, what Yan Lingji thought in her heart was, how could someone have such a thick skin? !

"Color embryo!"

She rolled her pretty eyes and spat.

Han Ge stood up, sat down beside her bed, and hugged her into his arms.

Gently stroking her hair, Han Ge said to her playfully, "Didn't I tell you from the beginning that I'm lustful?"

Yan Lingji raised her head and looked at Han Ge speechlessly, "Lust is different from lust, you..."

Han Ge stretched out his finger, lightly tapped her delicate nose, and said with a smile, "It's hopeless, who made you so beautiful!"

People are always happy when they hear compliments.Especially if the person who praises himself is the person he cares about the most, that will undoubtedly double the pleasure.

Yan Lingji's face was full of the meaning that you are still sensible, and she wrapped her hands around Han Ge's waist.

The two cuddled together, feeling each other's warmth.Suddenly, Han Ge took the initiative to say, "You heard it just now, she didn't want to."

Yan Lingji raised her head, "But..."

"I know you're doing it for my own good," Han Ge stopped her, "but I'm not very interested in her, so that's fine, there's no need to do anything extra."

Yan Lingji was a little resentful, yes, she had secretly instigated Duanmurong to like Han Ge, and hinted that Han Ge had accepted Duanmurong.

Because in her opinion, with the help of Duanmu Rong, who was born in a medical family, Han Ge will be able to do many things much easier.

And Duanmurong, in her opinion, is relatively easy to handle.

But... the effect doesn't seem to be ideal, and it's a bit bad.

Curling her lips, Yan Lingji said: "Okay, I get it, you're just interested in beauties who have children, right?"

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(End of this chapter)