On the day of reconciliation, the reborn prostitute turned around and married the tyrant

Chapter 45 Nothing

Rong Ruo's words were like pouring a basin of ice water on Yuan Zhao's body, the blush on her face disappeared instantly, and she became sober in an instant.

"What does the governor mean, the women don't understand."

Yuan Zhao forced a smile, but was shocked in his heart.

Rong Ruo would not say these words for no reason.

There is only one possibility, that is, he knew about the conversation he had with his elder brother today.

It was a secret place in the General's Mansion that she and her eldest brother had specially found. However, even so, these words still reached Rongruo's ears, which showed how long the factory guard's hand was.

Is it possible for me to get rid of such a person?
Thinking of this, Yuan Zhao's face became paler and paler.

Rong Ruo didn't answer what she said just now, but tapped slowly on the table with his slender fingers, one after another, without rush or slowness, but it made people tremble all over.

Although Rongruo didn't say anything, the suffocating feeling hit her face. Yuan Zhao couldn't help but think of what happened last time, and she felt a neurological pain in her neck.

She closed her eyes, and finally said:

"Those words are just to deal with my elder brother's words, and they can't be taken seriously."

As soon as her words fell, the knocking sound stopped abruptly, Rong Ruo pursed her thin lips, raised her phoenix eyes, and said slowly:
"Do you know what will happen if you deceive me?"

"Women dare not!"

Yuan Zhao lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Rong Ruo at all, but even if she didn't raise her head, she could still feel two cold eyes falling on her.

The room was so quiet that Yuan Zhao could even hear his own swallowing clearly.

The cold sweat on her forehead had already flowed down her cheeks, just when she was about to lose it, Rong Ruo finally said:

"That's it!"

With these two short words, the murderous intent in the room suddenly eased. Yuan Zhao seemed to have regained his breath and let out a heavy breath.

However, the next moment, her chin was pinched by two slender and powerful fingers and forced to lift up. The moment their skins met, Yuan Zhao shuddered.

It’s so cold!

Rongruo's hands are so cold!

There was no warmth at all, and it was colder than a dead man's hand, as if it had come out of ice water.

Rong Ruo approached slowly, and he stopped when the distance between their heads was one hand away.

"I like quiet, obedient, and responsible things, understand?"

"……Yes!"

"Don't disappoint me."

Rongruo let go of Yuan Zhao, then took out a piece of white silk and wiped his fingers, as if Yuan Zhao was something sloppy.

Looking at his movements, Yuan Zhao's eyes flashed slightly.

"Be obedient, I will keep you safe."

Leaving this sentence behind, Rong Ruo stood up slowly, Yuan Zhao looked down at the crimson flying fish suit getting farther and farther away from him.

After a while, the door of the private room was opened, and Linglong and Wenfeng rushed in together.

"Miss, are you alright?"

The two maids looked at her worriedly.

Every time they met Rong Ruo, the lady would kill half of her life, they were really worried that something would happen to Yuan Zhao.

Although this is a restaurant, there is no guarantee that the shameless person will do anything immoral.

Yuan Zhao shook his head, but didn't get up immediately.

Although Rong Ruo didn't do anything to her this time, she was more tired than before. She used to be tired physically, but this time she was tired mentally.

However, in just one hour, she felt that her spirit had been hit hard one after another.

There are people from Rong Ruo in the General's Mansion, is this what Rong Ruo means, or is it that the Emperor is already preparing to deal with the General's Mansion?

A trace of anxiety flashed across Yuan Zhao's face.

Also, what Rong Ruo said just now, he asked him what was the ending, what did he mean?
Something flashed through Yuan Zhao's mind quickly, but he didn't catch it.

On the way back home, Yuan Zhao looked at Balabala who kept talking with her exquisite little mouth, and she suddenly said:

"You say, the exhaled air has no temperature, is it still a living person?"

Wenfeng and Linglong looked at each other:
"Miss, what are you talking about?"

"……nothing!"

Yuan Zhao closed his eyes, suppressing the fear in his eyes.

Just now, Rong Ruo was very close to her, when he talked to her, there was no trace of heat, and his fingers that were as cold as ice made her have to think more.

(End of this chapter)