Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4536 soft, baby (5)

Han Yurou slapped his hand off: "I didn't cry."

"Well, don't cry, I hate to see you cry." Rong Jincheng's face didn't have much emotion, it was even calm, calmer than ever, "Let me tell you a joke, it's very funny..."

"Shut up." Han Yurou's hands trembled, and she didn't bandage them well several times. She felt that Rong Jincheng was really noisy and talked too much.

Rong Jincheng: "..."

Wronged.

Very wronged.

Han Yurou didn't even know that he bled so much, is this person an idiot?
After the bandage was done, the bleeding stopped. Han Yurou's back was covered with sweat, and he didn't know whether it was from tiredness or fright.

Her eyes were red, and there was endless luster in her pupils. After finishing all this, she sat down on the ground panting, her heart beating non-stop.

Rong Jincheng was also sitting on the ground.

On the wooden board, the two sat facing each other, their eyes facing each other under the meager light.

He kept looking at her, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

There was a bit of resentment in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was complaining about, anyway, her eyes were like knives.

"Let's go, I'll send you out." Rong Jincheng forced himself to stand up.

"Can you still move?"

"Of course." He gritted his teeth, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "How do you want me to move?"

"If you don't want to stay here, I'll go out first and find the third child and the others after I go out."

"I'm afraid you don't want me anymore and leave me here alone."

"You are not even afraid of death, are you afraid that I will leave you here?"

"Yeah, I'm not afraid of death, what I'm afraid of is being alone in this lonely world."

"Pretentious." It was the first time in Han Yurou's life that he saw such a hypocritical Rong Jincheng.

"Let's go together, it will be much better if someone takes care of you." Rong Jincheng stretched out his hand to her, "Give me your hand, and I will take you out."

"Your wound is open, it's quite serious. At least it can shelter you from the wind and rain. What if you go out and can't go back for a while?"

"Then die!"

Rong Jincheng's tone was joking, but Han Yurou suddenly stood up with a bad expression on his face: "Then you die here alone, I don't care about you."

Neuropathy.

She got dressed, opened the door and left.

The snow was getting lighter, the sky was still dark, and the surrounding area was extremely quiet, and there was no sound at all.

It was too cold.

She put her hands in her pockets and braved the wind and snow to walk forward.

Two sets of footprints were left on the ground, one step deeper and one step shallower. She walked very slowly, and her small figure gradually disappeared into the snow.

Rong Jincheng caught up.

Do you just leave?It's good not to give him face.

He also chased after him: "Rourou, baby, honey, wait for me."

Although the tone was joking, he knew that the wound hurt so much that he grinned his teeth in pain and was almost speechless.

Fortunately, the snow is much smaller.

The snow was so thick that this remote suburb seemed endless.

Enduring the pain from the wound, he chased after her, hugged Han Yurou's waist from behind, turned her body around, and kissed her purple lips from the cold without hesitation.

This kiss caught Han Yurou off guard.

Rong Jincheng hugged her, hugged her, his big hands almost pinched her waist and refused to let go.

He was kissing her, with all his might.

The breath is twisted, and the heart is beating violently.

Rong Jincheng admitted that he was a prodigal son before, but only she could give him the feeling of kissing like this, as if exhausting his mind, he wanted to kiss her, and Xiao thought about it for a long time.

He wants every breath of her, every temperature, as long as she is.

(End of this chapter)