After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Watching everyone leave, Master Wu held her hands with both hands and smiled slightly: "Little one, are you tired after arranging such a scene?"

Just as he was talking, Nanhuang was already close to him unknowingly. Her hands had already penetrated into his suit and were stroking his white shirt.

"Nanhuang?" Rong Wuye lowered his eyes, and Nanhuang raised his head.

She had endured it for a long time, suppressed it for a long time, and now she could no longer suppress it.

The blush on his face gradually appeared, his ears were completely red, and his eyes were almost misty.

"Feng..." Her voice was soft and numb. "I can't... hold on anymore."

"You've taken Chinese medicine!" Rong Wuye was shocked.

He immediately loosened his coat, wrapped the person in his coat, and hugged the person tightly!

When did she take traditional Chinese medicine? How long have you been hit?

Rong Wuye's mind was racing with lightning.

She went to the bathroom once and felt strange when she came back.

After thinking about Nan Yingcheng's words and Mo Shatian's words, Rong Wuye quickly figured out the key.

She had been drugged for such a long time, and could she still cope here as usual for that long? !

After thinking about everything, Rong Wuye's face became darker.

He carried Nanhuang to the front desk of the hotel and said with a particularly bad expression: "Get a room, the most expensive and best one."

The front desk of the hotel was frightened by Mr. Rong Wu's aura. He thought that this man should not be messed with, so he quickly booked a room.

Nanhuang couldn't stand it any longer. Her hot hands reached into his chest, and every breath she took was hot.

Rong Wuye was extremely dissatisfied with the speed at which the front desk opened rooms, and his face was frighteningly dark.

The room was finally opened, and Rong Wuye took Nanhuang into the elevator.

"phoenix……"

Rong Wuye's face was dark and he didn't speak.

At this time, Nanhuang's mood was really sensitive, and she felt that Rongfeng seemed to be angry.

He opened the room with his card and Rong Wuye carried Nanhuang to the bed. Nanhuang couldn't bear it and got out of his clothes and started to kiss his neck.

The man didn't struggle and allowed her to kiss him, but there was no response.

Nanhuang's hand on his clothes tightened. Her self-control was terrifyingly strong, and even at this moment, she still had some sanity.

Rong Feng, it seems, doesn't want her.

For a moment, a feeling of annoyance filled my body. The shame, embarrassment, and discomfort made her almost breathless.

She let him go with her strong willpower.

"I'm going to the bathroom..." Her voice was hoarse.

Rong Wuye stared at her, still saying nothing or making any move.

He watched her legs become weak, weakly holding on to the wall, and proudly and strongly walked to the bathroom.

Nanhuang stumbled to the bathtub, her petite hands turned on the faucet, and she let out the icy cold water.

In this hotel, the bathroom glass is completely transparent.

Through the glass, Rong Wuye saw Nanhuang sitting in the bathroom, cold water dripping on her body.

"Damn it!" Rong Wuye punched the wall with hatred, and traces of blood oozed from his fists.

"Nan Yingcheng. I'm going to kill you!!"

Nanhuang lay in the bathtub and closed her eyes in order to calm herself down.

It was just the physical discomfort and mental discomfort that tormented her. In the man's sight, Nanhuang's expression was full of grievances.

Rong Wuye clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and his fingertips pinched the blood mark on the palm of his hand.

Nanhuang's grievances were fully reflected in Rong Wuye's eyes, and his heart felt like it was clenching in pain. He ignored it and strode directly into the bathroom.

Hearing his movements and knowing that he had entered the bathroom, Nanhuang turned his head, not wanting him to look at her face.

He didn't want her and she had nothing to say.

Rong Wuye's pace gradually slowed down. He was next to the bathtub. In order to relieve his irritability, he turned on the ventilation in the bathroom, took out a cigarette, struck a match, and lit it for himself.

He was silent for a while, blew out a smoke ring, and then said slowly: "That time, at the vineyard, after you rejected me, I was thinking about a question..."

Nanhuang was immersed in the cold water, her face turned sideways. She was drugged and confused, and her ears were struggling to hear every word he said.

"I wonder if that time when you were drunk and I wanted to kill you, was it too much?"

"After thinking about it, I feel that I went too far and put you under great pressure, so you no longer accept me."

"During this period, all I'm thinking about is you."

After saying that, he blew out another smoke ring.

Rong Wuye said seriously and slowly: "I care about you so much, why don't you care about yourself so much. You have to endure the medicine. Why don't you tell me if you suffer?"

Rong Wuye put out the cigarette butt, and a dull sound rang out. "Nanhuang, do you know how distressed I am?!"

Nanhuang pursed her lips and closed her eyes tightly. "I……"

Her mouth was dry and she swallowed to moisten her throat. He struggled to speak again. "Feng...I was thinking of you..."

As she spoke, Nanhuang felt even more aggrieved unknowingly. She turned her head and her eyelids trembled slightly.

Rong Wuye's heart suddenly shook.

He understood the meaning of her words in an instant.

She came back when she was sane because she didn't want everything she planned to come to nothing. She also wanted to protect her mother! She wanted to witness Li Yiliu lose everything! She wanted to see if Ye Guangda would regret it after knowing the truth!

She came back to him when she was sober because she trusted and relied on him.

She even made the decision at that time to let him be her antidote.

The man paused slowly and touched her soft and hot cheek. "I hesitate because I don't want you to be forced. What you feel is uncomfortable and unhappy. Do you understand?"

Nanhuang pursed her lips.

Rong Wuye looked at her still aggrieved face and was furious!

"Do you really think I am a saint? Do you really think I don't want you??!! Bastard!!"

He angrily hugged her out of the cold water. Nanhuang was so helpless that she grabbed his arm with both hands.

All the clothes on her body were soaked, and the lace bra under her shirt was looming, which was extremely tempting.

He strode towards the bedroom with the hot woman in his arms. "Little one, remember this lesson for me!"

…

The water in the bathroom was released, and unlike before, this time the water was hot.

He carefully cleaned the woman, replaced all the sheets with new ones, and then put the exhausted woman on the bed to sleep.

The man tucked her into bed gently and meticulously. He sat on the bed with his upper body naked and dialed the phone.

"Fifth Master," said the other end.

Afterwards, Mr. Rong Wu said in a sexy and low-pitched voice, "There is a man named Nan Yingcheng from the Nan family in Nancheng."

"Yes. What's the fifth master's order?"

Rong Wuye's eyes were fierce and his voice was cold and cold. "Done."