Marriage is sultry: Quan Shao lures his wife into addiction

Chapter 794

Rong Hua looked at the old man reservedly with a smiling face, and said slowly.

The old man glanced at her indifferently, and said angrily, "What's the use of my thinking? Look at his current attitude, which was carved out of the same mold as that of Rong Zheng back then. I really can't figure it out. That pair of mother and daughter What's so good about it is that they lost their minds. If he continues to be so obsessed and doesn't take my words to heart, I'll take back his position as president! Don't think I'm just talking and don't do anything. Tell him , and my patience is limited."

Rong Hua stroked the old man's back, helped him calm down, and gently persuaded him, "Dad, you're still talking about Si'er. Are you still different?"

The old man's sharp eyes stared at him like knives.

A look of nervousness and fear floated on Rong Hua's frightened face, and she hurriedly said cautiously to the old man, "Dad, the doctor said, you can't get angry, always getting angry is bad for your health. You also have to take the doctor's words to heart what!"

"Don't worry, I can't die!" The old man snorted coolly.

"Dad, I will persuade Si'er."

"Persuasion? If your persuasion is useful, it won't be what it is now!" The old man glared at her angrily and said, "With his bullish temper, he is just like Rong Zheng. How could I not know? If you don’t listen, will you keep your words in your heart?”

A touch of sadness flashed across Rong Hua's eyes, she sighed softly, looked at the old man with a cautious face and said, "Dad, do you really like this child? Do you want her to be with Si'er?"

The old man glanced at her.

"Dad, it's not impossible." Rong Hua said seriously.

"Huh?" The old man seemed to be interested, and looked at her expectantly, "Do you have a solution?"

Rong Hua nodded, "Well, I just don't know what Xiaoxiao thinks?"

The old man looked towards the kitchen, and said with a straight face, "She definitely agrees."

"Dad, do this..." Rong Hua whispered into the old man's ear, and then saw a faint smile on the old man's face, nodding frequently with a hint of satisfaction.

……

Yan Zitong slept soundly and peacefully.It felt like a warm gaze was watching her.

She stretched her waist lazily, sighed softly, and opened her eyes sleepily, and there was a pair of black eyes staring at her unblinkingly.

She raised a warm smile towards him, moved her body, and leaned towards him.Then turned on his side, and put his hands directly around his waist, "What time is it?"

Rong Si lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "12:30."

"I slept for two hours!" She raised her head and looked at him bewilderedly, "Why do I feel so exhausted that I don't want to move?" Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand and thumped his leg, coquettishly, " It's all your fault!"

He evoked a faint smile, with a touch of pampering and tenderness in his smile, stroking her hair and nodding, "Well, blame me. Baby, are you going to sleep now or get up and go out for dinner?"

She continued to lie down on the bed as if she was cheating, and said slowly, "I don't have the strength, I don't want to move."

His sexy thin lips curled into a beautiful curve, his deep eyes looked at her tenderly, and said with a half smile, "You mean, I will help you complete the next action?"

Yan Zitong's mind went blank for a second, and then he immediately came to his senses, sat up "sigh", and glared at him resentfully, "No! I will come myself!"

"So, that's what you said you would come? Huh? My little boy." He looked at her playfully and wickedly with a smile on his face, his tone was gentle and soothing but full of evil intentions.

Yan Zitong suddenly discovered that as she sat up, she was sitting on his lap habitually, and she was sitting astride.

This pose...

Uh……

No wonder he looked at her with such playful, evil and wicked eyes, mixed with a touch of joy and anticipation.

His arms were around her waist, and his big palms were caressing through the clothes. The smile on the corner of his lips became more and more evil and elegant, and his eyes stared at her lips redly.

Yan Zitong was embarrassed and speechless.

She's really... out of her mind.

"Aren't you hungry?" He looked at her and said with a good mood.

She wanted to say "hungry", but when the words came to her lips, she forced the word down.

With the expression on his face now, she was sure that if she said this word, he must have dug a hole for her to jump into.

Yan Zitong gave him a cool sideways glance, got up from his crotch as if nothing had happened, got out of bed, walked towards the bathroom, took a towel and washed his cheeks.

Rong Si leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms around his chest, and looked at him contentedly with a smile on his face.

"Where to eat?" She looked at him in the mirror and asked solemnly.

"A very meaningful place." He said slowly with a mysterious smile.

Yan Zitong raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, hung up the towel, walked to him, and wrapped his hands around his neck, "Master Rong, why don't I guess, what you said is very meaningful, right?"

He looked at her with an elegant and dignified smile, and put his arms around her waist.

She smiled charmingly and coquettishly, looked at him, and said slowly, "Well, there is only one place that is very meaningful to you. The presidential suite of the hotel. Uncle, did I guess right? "

He smiled without saying a word, and before she could react, he directly hugged her by the waist.

"Ah!" She exclaimed, and tightened her arms around his neck by two points, "Let go, I will go by myself."

He smiled like a peach blossom in spring, "Didn't you say that you are tired and don't want to move? Then I will help you complete all the next moves without any difficulty."

"Don't make it difficult?" Yan Zitong put one arm around his neck, and poked his chest with the other hand, with an angry look on his face.

But he smiled lowly, taking the opportunity to steal a scent from her pouting red lips.

Hotel, western restaurant on the third floor
The huge restaurant was empty, and soothing light music was playing.

Yan Zitong was still carried upstairs into the restaurant by Rong Si.

Looking at the empty restaurant, she turned to look at him, and asked in an uncertain tone, "Could you have booked the entire restaurant?"

He hooked his lips and smiled without saying a word, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Really?" She was slightly surprised, "No, do you have something to hide from me? Why do I feel that there is a conspiracy hidden in your smile? Old fox, what are you holding in your stomach? Bad water?"

"What do you think?" The old fox looked at her with a cunning and slippery smile.

"Crack" the light was turned off, and it was dark.

(End of this chapter)