Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1521 Enough playing, it's time to throw it away
There are thorns in his words.

Han Yurou's heart felt icy cold, like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe.

This was the first time Rong Jincheng lost his temper with her.

Yes, this is just the beginning, he is impatient.

"Han Yurou, do you know what you should do? Huh?" Rong Jincheng wiped his face clean, leaned over, and approached her, "I'll teach you how to please a man."

With that said, Rong Jincheng grabbed her hand and pressed it against his belt.

He has no interest in the daughter of a good family, and Han Yurou is the first daughter he played with.

From the rich lady to the prostitute, he found this sharp contrast very interesting, very interesting.

In the eyes of outsiders, Han Yurou is dignified, elegant, and intellectual. She is a rare goddess, but she is still very slutty on his bed.

Han Yurou subconsciously withdrew her hands, she struggled to break away from Rong Jincheng, and put her hands behind her back.

Her big eyes were full of drops of water, foggy, as if she would cry at any moment.

But she gritted her teeth again and didn't let herself cry.

"Don't learn?" Rong Jincheng said lightly, "Okay, if you don't learn, don't learn. If you make me feel uncomfortable after serving you, you can get out at any time."

This piece of cake aroused all his anger.

Show him your face?
I don't even see if I have the ability.

"Rong Jincheng, maybe I owed you in my previous life, that's why you tortured me like this." It was obvious that she was the victim when it all started.

"I didn't give you money?"

"Heh." There was a stern chill around the corner of Han Yurou's mouth, Qian...

He really regarded her as a young lady who sold her out.

"Han Yurou, you're all on it, so don't act like a virgin in front of me, it won't do you any good." Rong Jincheng warned her.

"When will you really let me go."

"Look at my mood."

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Rong Jincheng's mouth, let go?This is the beginning, how to put it?
He hasn't let her experience the feeling of falling from the sky to the bottom.

Han Yurou's face was ashen and bloodless, her heart seemed to have stopped beating, she didn't feel anything.

"Go and make me a cake, yes, it must be exactly the same as the one just now." Rong Jincheng ordered.

Han Yurou didn't take a step forward.

Rong Jincheng's indifferent gaze was still on her face, staring closely and forcing her.

In the end, Han Yurou compromised...

She dragged her tired body to the kitchen to make cakes.

The exact same cake, what he said, she could only do.

Rong Jincheng loosened the tie around his neck, heh, from now on in the capital, does he have any kind of woman he wants.

A woman like Han Yurou who is like a dead fish in bed should throw it away when she has had enough fun.

There will be such a day, it will not be too late.

There was still gurgling rain outside, Han Yurou hid in the kitchen, her fingers were shaking all the time.

The sky was gloomy, and her heart was also gloomy, without any color.

Cake, ready in no time.

She has always been good at these things.

"Young Master Rong, cake." Han Yurou handed him a plate with a blank expression.

Rong Jincheng put down the newspaper in his hand and took a look, sure enough, it was exactly the same.

"Miss Han's hands are so skillful, beg me to eat."

Han Yurou bit her lip.

After a long time, she whispered: "I beg you to have a taste."

"Now you know how to please me? Do you know how to love me? My dear, I love you too." Rong Jincheng reached out and patted her face.

The next second, he raised his hand, "snapped", and threw the cake into the trash can.

　(Thanks to "152****7605", "Pinru Life", "Huang Yuan", "Helian", "Where the sun is warm and the city is not falling" and so on for the rewards~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)