Proud Young Master Pampers Her

Xia Anan drank even more than Mi Su. She looked in front of her with empty eyes, and jumped up from her seat. Her mind was filled with lines that had howled for the entire day.

"Kill him!"

"Charge!"

Rong Jinchu frowned, and looked at Xia Anan who had gone insane with alcohol in disdain.

Kill him?

Kill … She?

In the next moment, Xia Anan who was about to stand up, was hit on the neck.

Dong!

She lay down on the table again.

Seeing that Xia Anan had stopped moving, Lin Feng retracted his hand.

Without the noise, Rong Jinchu's complexion turned better. He let go of his hand and Mi Su followed along.

Rong Jinchu looked at his fingertips, which still had traces of feeling as if he was touching Mi Su's skin. He put his finger to his lips, and touched it with his lips, it was extremely ambiguous.

Then, he retracted his hand and stood up. "Bring him back."

"Yes."

Lin Feng stepped forward, and was just about to carry Mi Su on his shoulder and leave, Rong Jinchu's cold eyes swept over.

Lin Feng's body stiffened.

He turned his head mechanically and looked at Rong Jinchu with a puzzled expression.

But he received a possessive reply.

"She's mine."

She was the first woman he touched.

It was comfortable to the touch.

He wouldn't allow anyone to share this feeling with him.

Rong Jinchu squinted his eyes as he recalled the words he heard before.

Obviously, based on what he had heard, the little woman in front of him was not as innocent and obedient as she looked on the surface. Her private life was particularly rich.

But so what?

He was educated in the West and didn't care about virgins. Besides, what was he going to do?

Rong Jinchu didn't think about all of this for the time being and his gaze coldly fell on Lin Feng. "Before I think of how to kill her, no one is allowed to touch her!"

"…"

Lin Feng walked to the side.

Why did he feel that Young Master Rong's reaction was to treat him as a love rival?

Rong Jinchu walked in front of Mi Su and gracefully squatted down, one hand wrapped around Mi Su's knees while the other wrapped around her waist.

This woman was even better.

"Ugh …" Mi Su snuggled into Rong Jinchu's embrace, his hands naturally wrapped around's shoulders, and his head nuzzled against's embrace.

The night wind was somewhat chilly.

In her dreams, she instinctively moved closer to the source of the warmth.

Rong Jinchu's body stiffened.

When Mi Su rubbed her head against his chest, her soft hair mischievously crawled onto Rong Jinchu's neck, picking him up with such force that he found it a little hard to endure.

He discovered that this woman's voice was not only able to arouse his biological desires, but even a strand of hair was enough to kill her in such a short period of time. He was a little reluctant.

Yes.

Then wait a little while longer.

When it was time for him to get used to this woman, it was time for him to use some evil methods to take revenge for his twenty years of insomnia.

Lin Feng saw Rong Jinchu carrying his men and walking out. He looked at Xia Anan who had been thrown to the ground: "Young Master Rong, what should we do with her?"

Rong Jinchu placed Mi Su's gentle actions into the carriage. He swore that he was definitely not looking at this woman who had the thoughts of cherishing the fairer sex. He just liked the soft and smooth feeling of her body.

"Throw it back to her house."

In the end, Xia Anan was really thrown inside the house.

He was also very strong and didn't show any mercy, as if he was being treated like unloading goods.