Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 2989 Tears fall from the corners of the eyes

Han Yurou pursed her lips tightly and said nothing, she looked at him with a pair of dull eyes, very empty.

Rong Jincheng calmed down, sat down on the edge of the bed, hugged her into his arms, and lowered his head.

He hadn't touched her for a long time, Han Yurou was not used to it, so she pushed him away subconsciously.

But the more she pushed, the stronger his movements became, holding her tightly and preventing her from resisting.

Han Yurou pressed his hand: "Young Master Rong, I'm so tired, I don't think about it today, I don't think about it at all, I want to call Mom."

"Sweeping me? Huh?"

"No, I'm really a little tired." The smell of alcohol on Rong Jincheng's body rushed to her nose, she frowned slightly, but her tone and movements were still submissive.

Her words moved Rong Jincheng's face slightly, and he pinched her shoulder: "The things I gave you... have you seen it?"

Han Yurou frowned.

When he mentioned her, he remembered what he had shown her.

She has been a good girl since she was a child and never touched those things, but Rong Jincheng forced her to read them, saying that she could learn more.

In the past two years, she has completely become a person she doesn't know, a walking dead, soulless, and without integrity.

She hated herself for being like this, but there was nothing she could do.

Han Yurou didn't want to chat with him like this, they would argue, and once there was an argument, it would be her who would suffer.

She simply turned her head, faced him, and took the initiative to please him.

However, the surface is to please, but there is no expression or expression in her eyes.

Sure enough, Rong Jincheng's eyes were filled with joy, and he was obediently lying on the bed, filled with the smell of alcohol.

The indoor lighting is beautiful and the big bed is spacious.

There is no wind in the summer night, the moonlight outside the window is slanting on the curtains, the brocade garden is extremely quiet, and there is no sound outside.

I don't know how long it took.

Rong Jincheng was very comfortable, got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Han Yurou sat up from the bed, naked, and sat motionless by the bedside.

The sound of water kept coming from the bathroom.

She just sat there with nothing in front of her eyes.

For a long time, tears fell from the corners of his eyes, silently.

The crystal tears dripped on the bed sheet and melted into sprays.

She simply took out a sleeping pill from the cabinet and threw it into his water glass, watching the white pill melt little by little.

What she lost tonight was a sleeping pill. She didn't know if one day she would be forced to commit a crime by Rong Jincheng.

Maybe it will.

She survives in this world, is there any attachment?

For a while, the bedroom was very quiet, only the sound of water in the bathroom could be heard in bursts.

Rong Jincheng drank and felt very comfortable, so he almost fell asleep in the bathroom.

However, he dozed off and came out wrapped in a towel.

"Did you wash? I'll go wash." Han Yurou looked at him.

Rong Jincheng deliberately blocked the bathroom door, and smiled wickedly: "Why don't you take a shower with me?"

Han Yurou slightly raised her eyelids: "We can be together next time."

Rong Jincheng likes her obedient and docile appearance the most, a smile immediately overflowed from the corner of his lips, he stretched out his finger to pick her chin: "If you are always so obedient, that would be great, sometimes you insist on touching me, Reject me, you know, I don't like that."

"I know." Han Yurou also bent the corners of her lips with a half-smile, and clenched her clothes tightly.

"It's good that you know, don't play duplicity with me."

(End of this chapter)