Occupy a petite wife

With one hand holding the bath ball full of bubbles, Rong Li looked at the back of the little girl running away, a flash of light flashed in his black eyes.

Wen Xin rushed back to the bed, grabbed the quilt and buried herself in it, her beating heart was about to jump into her throat.

unacceptable!

unacceptable!

It's too much to leave him alone!

When she hid in the quilt and complained about the man's bad behavior, Rongli came back after taking a shower, turned off the light and went to bed, pulled off the soft warm quilt, and wrapped her soft little body with her long arms into the arms.

In the darkness, he found her lips accurately and nibbled vigorously. When she whimpered, he said dangerously: "If you don't listen to me, I will settle this account with you in a few days!"

Wen Xin was frowning in pain, at first hearing that he was going to settle accounts, she was afraid, but also felt aggrieved.He came back at night to wake her up, first forced her to serve him with her hands, and then bathed him, isn't that enough? !

She really wanted to protest, but she was afraid of offending him, so she was depressed for a while, and choked out a sentence: "You hate it!"

"What did you say?" The drunk man reacted a little slowly, but he heard her muttering clearly, his black eyes cleared up for a moment, "I hate it?"

She was fine at first, but as soon as he opened his mouth to answer, the grievances of the cold war in the past few days poured out, and Wen Xin's eyes turned red, "You are bad, you hate me! You always bully me!"

Rong Li's head was in a daze, he froze for a moment, as if thinking, rubbing her head with his big hand, "Did I bully you?"

"Always have." She sniffed and complained.

"always have?"

"always have!"

"So I hate it?"

"So you hate it!"

"..."

After waiting for a long time without hearing him answer, Wen Xin thought he was asleep, but he suddenly hugged her tightly and said in a low voice, "I won't bully you from now on...be good...sleep..."

Pressing against his warm chest tightly, and hearing the sound of his steady heartbeat, in the dark night, the corners of Wenxin's mouth slightly raised, "...OK."

In fact, she knew that Rongli at this moment was a typical alcohol paralyzed brain, otherwise, according to his temperament, how could he say such childish words!

When he sobers up, he will definitely forget everything that happened tonight.

But what does that matter.

She just remembers.

******

Rong Li seldom sleeps late, when he woke up, his head was a little groggy due to the aftereffect of hangover, he pinched the center of his brows, the movement of his raising his hand disturbed the warmth of sleeping, she closed her eyes and said "uh" , put her thin arms on his strong waist, burrowed her head into his arms, rubbed her head twice, and then calmed down.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

With the well-behaved little girl in his arms, he didn't wake up as usual and got up directly, stroking her smooth hair with one hand, closing his eyes, and searching his mind for the memories after returning last night.He was a little drunk at the time, and only a few sporadic fragments remained after a good night's sleep.

He vaguely remembered that they seemed to be...

"Dong dong dong." The knock on the door interrupted him, Rong Li frowned, looked at the warmth in his arms, he gently took her little hand away, got off the bed and opened the door.

Aunt Qiao stood outside the door and said, "Master, the old lady and Miss Yao are here."

As soon as he heard Miss Yao's three words, a cold light flashed across his eyes, "Understood, I'll go down later."

"Master, just now...the old lady asked Miss Wen about it." Aunt Qiao was working for Rongli, so she had to report to the boss for every detail.

Rong Li frowned slightly, and the aura around him became even colder. Feeling his anger, Aunt Qiao was secretly startled.

Young Master, why are you so angry?

"You go down first."

Throwing a word coldly, Rong Li turned and went back to the room, he glanced at the little man who was still sleeping on the big bed, and then went to the cloakroom to change.

Downstairs living room.

Yao Yining sat on the sofa with an elegant posture, and looked around with her shining beautiful eyes. The luxury and delicacy of every place showed the extraordinary status of the owner.

She lowered her eyes lightly, with a faint self-mockery in her eyes.

If it weren't for the old lady's face, she might never have the right to step here.

But that woman can stay in the house openly, even sharing the bed with Rongli every night, as long as she thinks of what they might do together, the jealousy in her heart grows like weeds.

Sweet, why should she!

Seeing Aunt Qiao coming downstairs, Mrs. Rong asked, "Has Rong Li gotten up?"

Aunt Qiao said: "The young master will come down immediately, the old lady and Miss Yao should sit down for a while."

Since Aunt Qiao has been working in the villa, she must have some understanding of Wen Xin. Before Rong Li went downstairs, the old lady Rong planned to ask about the situation first, "Aunt Qiao, how is this Wen Xin?"

Aunt Qiao is not stupid, she guessed the old lady's intentions as soon as she heard it, "Win Xin is beautiful, gentle, polite, and a good girl."

She said these words from the heart without any adulteration.

I heard Aunt Qiao call her Wenxin, and the Wenxin she said was beautiful and sensible, with an excellent personality, completely different from what Rong Peipei described.

Looking at Yao Yining's side face, the old lady's eyes were full of doubts. If what Aunt Qiao said was true, would Wen Xin be ambiguous with other men?

Aunt Qiao's praise of Wen Xin was something Yao Yining hadn't expected in advance. She praised that bitch Wen Xin so well that the old lady became suspicious.If the old lady has a crush on Wen Xin when she sees her... Yao Yining secretly cursed Aunt Qiao for being so damn talkative.

"Is what you said true?" the old lady looked away, looked at Aunt Qiao and asked.

Aunt Qiao smiled and said, "Wenxin is not related to me, so why should I make up a lie to deceive the old lady? Besides, if you don't believe me, you can see for yourself later."

The old lady thought for a while and nodded.

Yao Yining sweated secretly, the old lady was her only hope of marrying into the Rong family, if she lost her support, she would have nothing!

After thinking about it in her heart, she pursed her lips and smiled beautifully, "I think Peipei and I must have misunderstood what happened before, so I misunderstood Miss Wen." She looked at the old lady, her eyes sparkling and clear Ru Shui, "It's lucky that I came today. Brother Rong has always had the best eyes. I see this time, maybe grandma will be able to have a granddaughter-in-law."

She cleverly changed her slander of Wenxin into a misunderstanding. Anyway, she just "reported" what she saw, and didn't understand it herself. Who can blame her?

On the other hand, she graciously mentioned the issue of granddaughter-in-law, and she was full of consideration for the old lady in her words, which made the old lady feel a little guilty.

And... Granddaughter-in-law?

"In my eyes, Yining is the best candidate for our granddaughter-in-law." The old lady bluntly affirmed Yao Yining's status, and then her voice turned cold, "As for those little lovers, they are absolutely not qualified to enter The gate of the Rong family."

People often have preconceived notions. Yao Yining has always been well-behaved and sensible, and has won the favor of the old lady. She suddenly appears warm, even if she has a good character, so what?She sold her body for money at a young age. Based on this alone, Wen Xin would never have a chance to replace Yao Yining.

Aunt Qiao was listening, frowning slightly.

But this is a family matter of the Rong family, and it's not her turn to speak up as a servant.

Yao Yining smiled shyly.

The last half of the old lady's words just fell into Rongli's ears, he vaguely guessed something, and his long eyebrows frowned slightly.

He never likes anyone meddling in his life!

"Brother Rong." Seeing the expressionless Rongli, Yao Yining got up and greeted with a smile.

Rong Li's phoenix eyes were cold, he only nodded his head as a signal, he walked over and greeted the old lady indifferently: "Grandma."

"Did you sleep well last night? Did you have a headache? Sigh, drinking is bad for your health, and Mingzi doesn't know how to persuade you." The old lady was concerned for a while.

Rong Li's thin lips parted slightly, "I'm fine."

The old lady said to Aunt Qiao: "Go and bring the chicken soup."

Aunt Joe went to the kitchen.

The old lady said: "Yi Ning got up early in the morning to cook the chicken soup for you. After drinking so much wine yesterday, your stomach must be uncomfortable. Drink some chicken soup first to warm your stomach."

Looking at Rongli, Yao Yining said softly, "I've already removed the excess oil, so I won't feel greasy."

What a considerate and good girl, and that Wen Xin has not woken up until now!

Comparing the two, Mrs. Rong dislikes warmth even more.

Aunt Qiao brought over a bowl of chicken soup. It was steaming hot, the soup was rich, and the aroma was tempting. Just smelling it made people hungry.

But Rong Li only glanced at it, then looked away, not intending to eat.

The old lady glanced at Yao Yining, but she didn't see anything unusual. In order to avoid being cold again, she said, "Rongli, are you going home today? Look, last time you just had dinner and left."

The only thing the old man can use is the kinship card, even though Rong Li is naturally cold-blooded, she is his blood-related grandma after all, and he respects her!

"it is good."

After the old lady took Yao Yining away, she caught a glimpse of the cold chicken soup on the tea table, Rongli told Aunt Qiao in a cold voice, "Take it and pour it out."

Aunt Qiao nodded yes.

******

She hadn't slept well for several days, and finally she had a familiar embrace. She slept so soundly that she opened her eyes until noon.

"Aunt Qiao, did Rongli go out with him?"

"The young master has returned to Rong's house." Aunt Qiao said, according to Rongli's intention, she didn't tell her about the old lady's visit.

Wen Xin froze her hands, and the light in her eyes dimmed, "Really? When did he leave?"

"An hour ago."

"Oh..." Wen Xin lowered her head, meditating on her meal.

Aunt Qiao quietly observed her expression from the side, and came to a conclusion in her heart: She is warm, she likes the young master, right?

After lunch, Su Yiyi asked her to go shopping. Anyway, she was bored at home, so Wenxin agreed.

She made a phone call to Rong Li, who waited for a long time before answering.

"What's the matter?" His voice sounded hoarse.

Wen Xin faintly felt that something was wrong, and it was not easy to ask, so she told him about the shopping: "Rongli, I want to go out this afternoon and go shopping with my classmates."

"...Well." It took a few seconds for her to wait for his answer.

Seemingly hearing the sound of water, Wen Xin couldn't help asking: "Rongli, are you feeling well?"

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