Chapter 318

Missu waited for a while, but did not hear the voice of the housekeeper. She looked at the housekeeper with a kind of please look.

Housekeeper:

Rong Jinchu takes a panoramic view of her actions, and smiles quietly.

It seems that this time in the bathtub nonsense, really annoyed rice crisp, otherwise it will not be so difficult to coax.

Did he go too far?

All right.

Even if he went too far.

But in the future, he still wants to go so far.

Mi Su blinked, still a "please, please" look.

The housekeeper couldn't do anything about her. He looked at Rong Shao and said nothing. There was a look of spoiling in his eyebrows. He immediately saw the situation clearly. "Rong Shao, Miss Mi asked me to tell you that the taste of red wine is very good."

"Well." Rong Jinchu should, but did not continue to play this little game with rice crisp.

He looked at the rice crisp and waved to the housekeeper, "go down."

The housekeeper nodded, "yes."

“……”

Without the housekeeper, Linfeng left with his bodyguard.

In the twinkling of an eye, in such a big hall, she and Rong Jinchu are left.

She pinches goblet with fingertip, after waiting for everyone to disappear, finally understood Rong Jinchu's intention.

He was deliberately keeping the housekeeper and everyone away.

Without the housekeeper, she would have no one to convey her words.

Hum!

Rong Jinchu with black belly.

Rong Jinchu looks at her discontented small expression, suddenly, he shakes his head, seems to be encountered what is not easy to solve the problem of the same sigh.

Always calm look, also show a trace of fatigue.

Rice crisp sipped a small mouthful of red wine, did not forget to look at his dignified look.

What happened to him?

Isn't something wrong?

Mi Su's heart sank.

In recent years, she always has a touch of uneasiness and melancholy, as if something is going to happen.

She couldn't help but think of Ruan Jiayin, who couldn't be contacted. This uneasiness and melancholy deepened it.

Thinking, she asked subconsciously, "Rong Jinchu, what's the matter with you?"

Rong Jinchu raised his eyes, his tired look disappeared, his bright red thin lips were smiling, and his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were shining gently. "How come you are finally willing to talk to me?"

“……”

The rice crisp was speechless for a while.

In vain, she also worried about whether Rong Jinchu had encountered something. As a result, he pretended to attract his attention and let himself speak.

Rong Jinchu gave a low smile.

He took a sip of red wine, then put the goblet on the table, got up and went to the rice crisp.

Rice crisp stiff sitting on the seat.

The smell of a man's face came from behind her.

Her nervous heart contracted.

What is he going to do?

Just when missu was daydreaming, she saw a hand on the table beside him. Then, the tall and straight body of the man enveloped her.

As soon as she breathes, what she inhales from the tip of her nose is the clear and pleasant smell of Rong Jinchu.

As usual on the rice pastry, my heart was pounding.

The man's cold fingers fell on her side face, rubbing her white, smooth and tender skin, and her finger belly with thin cocoon, which made her itchy.

Mi Su turned his head and hid for a while.

This deviation, just good, jumped into the trap of Rong Jinchu.

Because Rong Jinchu's cheek is in the direction of her head.

First, he rubbed her skin with his fingers and teased her. When Mi Su turned her head, her cheek was close to him, which was in the middle of Jin Chu's arms.

The two cheeks stick to each other, the skin touches each other, and the temperature of the two people is different.

Rong Jinchu's skin temperature is as cool as his feeling.

Mi Su even thought that in the midsummer, she could rely on him to have a refreshing time.

The temperature of her skin is the same as the warm feeling she gives people. It's warm, and it's as smooth as fat.

The ambivalent atmosphere envelops them.

Rice crisp can't stand his provocation, angry eyes Rong Jinchu, the first to lose the battle, "talk to talk, you don't leave me so close, OK?"

Didn't you hear her heart speeding up?

Rong Jinchu didn't speak. He just picked up Mi Su's cheek in one hand, raised her chin and leaned over to kiss her.

The red wine in his mouth, mixed with his strong breath, fills his mouth with crispy rice.

Wine, into the mouth of rice crisp.

It was not until I saw her neck showing a sliding arc and confirmed that she had swallowed it that I put on the soft kiss and retreated a little bit. It was over.

Rice Crisp's face turned red.

She had just taken a sip of wine, and now she choked and coughed.After reaction, the first action of rice crisp is to cover the delicate and full lips.

She raised her eyes and said to him, "I warn you, don't push an inch!"

"Good." His voice is magnetic and a little hoarse.

Rice crisp flustered dodge eyes, also dare not look at Rong Jinchu, lest will be so evil Rong Jinchu bewitch to lose consciousness, "you don't forget, our morning thing is not over!"

She has to remind Rong Jinchu that she is still angry.

He can't think that she doesn't care.

She is very mean!

"I didn't forget." He stuck it to her ear, opened his mouth, and sprayed the breath of wine on her face.

“……”

Missu sat on the chair and moved restlessly.

She just hesitated whether or not to get up, change a position, with Rong Jinchu distance, a burst of pressure from the shoulder.

He didn't use much strength, but it was enough to make rice peaceful.

Rice crisp eyelashes light tremble, nervous a words can't come out.

She thinks Rong Jinchu is too good at teasing.

His thin lips, stay in the crispy earlobe.

Oh, the breath is hot with the smell of wine.

The long and thick eyelashes drooped, carefully looked at all the expressions on her face, and saw her cheeks more and more red, he laughed in a good mood.

In the rice crisp is about to become angry, Rong Jinchu soft voice, "I'm wrong."

“……”

Missu's eyes were wide with surprise.

What did he say?

Is she hallucinating?

How could a proud man like Rong Jinchu apologize?

Because of surprise, rice crisp automatically ignored the ambiguity between the two.

She looked at Rong Jinchu uncertainly, "you just What did you say... "

He gently holds the big palm of her cheek, holds her head, and turns the other hand around the chair where she is sitting to form a face-to-face scene with her.

The four eyes are opposite, and both of them see themselves in each other's eyes.

In their eyes, only each other.

Rong Jinchu smiles. Under the uncertain eyes of MI Su, there is a trace of flattery and coax in his low voice. "I promise you, I will never do that again, OK?"

“……”

WOW!

He's really apologizing to himself!

Crispy rice is flattered.

Her mouth is wide enough to fit an egg.

Rong Jinchu moved forward, and his beautiful face magnified in his eyes. He swore, "I promise."

“……”