C769

Feng Muyan was held to the co driver's seat by Rong Jingcheng, and was released from his imprisonment.

Rong Jingcheng turned his head and looked ahead at the darkening night. After a long time, he asked, "what is the relationship between you and him?"

Feng Muyan: "he? Who is it?"

"The man who sent you home."

Feng Muyan then responded. He said Gu Cheng, and secretly rolled his eyes. He was speechless: "Gu Cheng Didn't I mention him to you? The welfare home knows it. "

"Do you like him?" Rong Jingcheng looks back and observes Feng Muyan's expression.

Seeing him like this, Feng Muyan instead laughed. She asked lightly, "rongjingcheng, what identity are you using to ask me this question?"

Rong Jingcheng did not answer, but started the car and left the courtyard.

The car drove directly back to his apartment. After parking, he went back to the co driver's seat and carried Feng Muyan upstairs.

Rong Jingcheng this time directly took her to the master bedroom. As soon as she got to the bed, Feng Muyan rolled away from rongjingcheng and stared at him with vigilance.

Said that this man's arm strength is a little too good, hugging her all the way, unexpectedly face not red, breathless.

"Let's talk." Rong Jingcheng loosened his tie.

He was a tall man, and standing, Feng Muyan suddenly felt that his momentum was a little weak, so he looked back at him with integrity.

"What are you talking about?"

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"You haven't answered my question." Feng Muyan is not willing to be outdone.

Rong Jingcheng eyes black heavy, looking at Feng Muyan, cool thin open lips, clear words: "my answer, depends on your answer."

Feng Mu Yan was stunned and asked, "what do you mean?"

"If it is," Rong Jingcheng's eyes slightly narrowed, there is a dangerous light in it, he said, "then I'll send you back now."

Feng Muyan skimmed her lips and refused to comment: "if not?"

"No..." "Let Jingcheng lean over and support on both sides of her," that's my answer. "

Then he kisses him.

This kiss of rongjingcheng is more domineering than ever before.

Feng Muyan lenglenglengleng looking at the man above him, he looked at her eyes let her feel dangerous.

……

Night, more and more deep.

Feng Muyan at the moment like a fish on the shore, she open mouth breathing, as if the next moment is about to suffocate.

Different from previous skirmishes, rongjingcheng this time is real.

Feng Muyan called in a low voice and covered her eyes with her hand.

Draw a man deeper smile.

Rong Jingcheng responded to her with action. Apart from their love, Feng Muyan couldn't help but sigh. It turns out that this is the case.

As expected, seeing is better than seeing. Seeing is better than experiencing it!

Although there is a senior driver like Sheng Zhen, Feng Muyan is more or less affected and occasionally opens pollution. But they are all innocuous cars. Compared with Sheng Juan, the God of qiumingshan, who is always on the highway, it is a little dirty and a big one.

"I saw her on her neck, and I saw her walking away.

Hey, is this man addicted to biting her or something?

"You still have time to be distracted. It seems that you are ready." Rong Jingcheng's voice is dumb and her eyes are deep.

What are you going to do? Feng Muyan is puzzled. Rongjingcheng is slowly

The next day, Feng Muyan wakes up from her deep sleep, remembers what happened last night, and then wakes up completely.

"Awake?" Rong Jingcheng holds the doorknob, smiles at her, and then walks slowly to the bedside and prints a kiss on her forehead.

This smile, this kiss, Feng Muyan just in the mind of the disorderly complaints all drive away.

"Get up for breakfast."

After a while, Feng Muyan washed up.

Then he carried her to the table and put her on the chair.

Feng Muyan bit down a pouch egg, thought of what asked: "then how do I go to work today?"

If you go to the company like this, the discerning person will know what's going on at a glance, it must be the attention of the public.

"I give you a day off, you have a good rest." Rong Jingcheng handed her a glass of milk and helped her mix the fruit salad more evenly.