Proud Young Master Pampers Her

"Wow …"

Mi Su cried louder and louder, tears and tears streaming down her cheeks.

Rong Jinchu did not stop her, he only listened and frowned.

He looked at the tear-stained little face in front of him, then raised his hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe her face.

Ten minutes later.

"Wuwuwu …"

Twenty minutes later.

"Wuwuwu …"

Finally, Rong Jinchu threw away the handkerchief in his hand that had been wet with tears, "Haven't you cried enough?"

"…"

Mi Su pouted as she sobbed, feeling wronged, "I'm going to die soon, can't I cry now? Furthermore, no one knows of my death. There isn't even a person who mourns for me. I can only mourn for myself … "

She continued to cry.

Ten minutes later.

Her soft, pleasant voice was hoarse from crying.

This time, Rong Jinchu could not tolerate it.

Seeing that she was still crying, he lifted her chin and kissed her.

The sudden kiss made Mi Su widen her eyes in shock, and successfully made her stop crying.

Rong Jinchu held onto the back of her head with one hand, tightly controlling his to his legs, not allowing her to dodge.

With the experience of kissing once, he had learned a little bit more and had enjoyed the kiss.

Her breath, her sweetness, had all been stolen by him!

After a long while, he let go of the panting Mi Su.

Her dark red lips hooked into an evil smile.

He lifted his finger and touched his abdomen to his lips. Such a simple action was extremely alluring.

Mi Su held her breath, her face completely red.

She looked at Rong Jinchu with a little fear. The two of them were so close to each other that she could clearly feel the temperature of his body rising.

Innocence and life, which was more important?

Of course it was his life!

She felt a sense of joy, and threw the matter of someone taking advantage of her away into the distance. Her tearful eyes were moist and moist, as if they were clear dew that had dripped onto a green leaf.

Mi Su remembered that he had said her name was Rong Jinchu.

She licked her lips, swallowed her saliva, and mustered her courage to negotiate with him, "Rong Jinchu?"

"Hmm?"

Her voice was a little husky, but that didn't stop her from calling out her name.

The curve of Rong Jinchu's lips widened.

Mi Su was secretly pleased in her heart, and said softly, "Rong Jinchu, although I do not know how I offended you, are you really unable to tolerate such a beautiful being like me? But, can you let me go?"

Very good.

First, he would lower his stance, reveal his purpose, then lay down the conditions for negotiations, and calmly discuss.

It was a pity that Rong Jinchu only had the word "revenge" in his dictionary, paying back tenfold and never letting go of the word "revenge".

Mi Su's voice caused him to lose sleep for twenty years, and because of that, his mind received an irreparable amount of harm. So, no matter what, Rong Jinchu's thought of killing her, was still not dispelled.

"No."

"…"

Fine.

Her thoughts were in vain.

He was determined to kill him.

Mi Su was desperate.

Rong Jinchu waited for a long time, but before she could say anything, he slowly said, "I've been thinking about what kind of death I should give you, but I've been thinking for so long, but I still don't have a clue. How about you think of a way for me to die?"

"…"

Mi Su felt that she should rejoice.

At the very least, he still gave himself the right to choose.

"Ugh …"

She was indeed an easy person to satisfy.

Following which, he said, "Strangle him to death?"