Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1398 Take you to see the lantern at night
Han Yurou shook off his hand, unwilling to talk to him.

Rong Jincheng felt that the reason why a beauty was a beauty was because she was beautiful no matter whether she was smiling, angry or losing her temper.

However, he had never seen Han Yurou smile.

This anger is so pretty, so it must be more beautiful when you smile?

Thinking about it this way, Rong Jincheng looked forward to it.

Rong Jincheng followed Han Yurou and poured her tea.

"Go away, can you?" Han Yurou was annoyed by him, really annoyed, with a look of disgust in his eyes, "I don't want to see you, since you let me think for a few days, don't stay with me for a few days Appear in front of your eyes."

"That's not allowed." Young Master Rong refused and shook his head, "I can only promise not to touch you, we will still be together. Hmm... How about taking you to see the lanterns at night?"

"No!" Han Yurou was very impatient, "I won't go anywhere with you, you don't feel ashamed, I feel ashamed."

"..." Rong Jincheng once again had doubts about his appearance.

no?Has he reached the point where he can't take it out?

He always thought he was good looking.

At least those who have met him say that he is good-looking, with a well-rounded appearance, fair skin, and dignified features.

"Anthracene, do you like lanterns?" Rong Jincheng followed her like a puppy.

"Flower lantern? Does Young Master Rong know the meaning of watching lanterns? Being with someone you like is called watching lanterns, and being with someone you don't like is called suffering, understand?" Han Yurou's words implied irony and indifference.

"A cultural person is a cultural person, and his words are very meaningful." Rong Jincheng stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Han Yurou shook her head straight, talking to Rong Jincheng was like a chicken talking to a duck.

She didn't know what the young master was thinking.

Maybe it was because of the lack of novelty, coaxing her in every possible way.

It could also be that he has always coaxed women the same way.

"Master Rong, aren't you working?" Han Yurou looked at him mockingly, with a dull light in her red eyes.

Rong Jincheng shook his head: "What is work? Is it delicious?"

"Have you graduated from college yet?"

"Graduated, don't worry, I'm very educated." Rong Jincheng said, "I graduated from Stanford Business School, am I good?"

"Just you? How much did you pay for the diploma?"

"Not much, hundreds of thousands."

"..."

Han Yurou rubbed her forehead, her head hurt badly: "I have a headache, you go out."

"Why do you have a good headache? Do you want to take medicine?"

"Because I get a headache just seeing you, okay?"

"..." Rong Jincheng stood innocently on the spot, "Most women get backaches when they see me, why do you have headaches here?"

"Rong Jincheng! Are you out of your mind!"

"..."

"roll."

"..." Rong Jincheng became more and more innocent, like a child of a few years old, standing where he was, aggrieved and aggrieved.

He finally left, and walked away in disgrace.

The living room suddenly became quiet.

Han Yurou sat on the sofa in a daze, her eyes glazed over, and her face was still as pale as paper.

The surroundings changed from noisy to silent, and there was no sound at all.

Han Yurou could hear her own breathing and heartbeat. She pressed her heart and lay down on the sofa pillow.

There was an elegant fragrance of lavender on the pillow, and after a while, her shoulders trembled, and tears still flowed down from her eyes involuntarily, wet the pillow.

In the quiet living room, there was more crying.

(End of this chapter)