Yaya in Han Yurou's arms was startled and opened her eyes, but closed her eyes again after more than ten seconds.

It was already very familiar with Rong Jincheng and had no reaction at all.

Rong Jincheng, on the other hand, smiled and said, "Hey, little fat rabbit, why don't you welcome me?"

He reached out and touched the rabbit's ears. Han Yurou slapped his hand away and frowned: "Don't touch its ears, it doesn't like it."

Sure enough, Rabbit lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Rong Jincheng with disgust.

In a blink of an eye, the guy closed his eyes again.

"Oh, don't touch, don't touch." Rong Jincheng lowered his head and teased the little rabbit, "It's quite cute, let me hug you?"

The drunken Rong Jincheng had two faint blushes on his cheeks, and he looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy playing with the rabbit.

The rabbit arrogantly ignored him and didn't give him any face.

He seemed to be extraordinarily patient, scratching the rabbit's soft fur with his fingers.

Han Yurou hugged Yaya, and Rong Jincheng bent over and teased her.

Han Yurou didn't say anything more. After all, Yaya belonged to him, so there was nothing wrong with him teasing her.

It’s this man who is particularly childish when he’s drunk——

"Smile." Rong Jincheng touched Yaya's face, "Do you like me? If you like me, just give me a shout."

For a while, the rabbit didn't respond. Occasionally he raised his head, his eyes filled with disgust as usual.

"Why don't you scream, why don't you smile, don't you like me?" Rong Jincheng felt aggrieved.

Han Yurou was speechless: "How can a rabbit bark? How can it laugh? It's not a spirit yet."

"Oh." Rong Jincheng seemed to have learned the truth, "Then do you think it likes me?"

"have no idea."

"Let me hug you." Rong Jincheng acted coquettishly like a child.

Han Yurou disliked him smelling of alcohol, but she didn't say anything and prepared to hug Yaya to him.

As a result, before she let go, Rong Jincheng came around behind her, hugged her waist, and secretly said happily: "I've got it."

Han Yurou frowned: "You're drunk, let go."

"No, why am I drunk, and I drove here."

"Drunk driving? Don't harm others even if you don't care about your life." Han Yurou's face turned pale.

"I lied to you, the driver drove the car." Rong Jincheng chuckled as if he had succeeded, "Little woman, it's so easy to lie."

In his eyes, Han Yurou is indeed easy to deceive.

He threatened her with Han Yun, but she believed him. She didn't dare to leave Jinyuan, nor did she dare to disobey him too much.

Fortunately, she is two years older than him, so she is so easy to deceive.

Thinking of this, Rong Jincheng laughed again, smiling like an idiot.

Han Yurou gritted her teeth and tried to push him away.

It's just that drunk people are very powerful and like to do random things. Rong Jincheng held her waist and refused to let go.

She was not as strong as him and couldn't break away.

Rong Jincheng touched her casually, with a shameless look: "It feels better than a rabbit. It feels much better than the beginning. You have to thank me. If I hadn't helped you every night, you wouldn't be so sexy."

Han Yurou's face turned red and white, and she gritted her teeth: "Rong Jincheng, get out."

"I can't get out, I'm not a giant panda."

Han Yurou had nothing to say, she really didn't know how to deal with this man.

He was dressed neatly in a suit, but his face and movements made him look like a real gangster.

Rong Jincheng was feeling groggy as he was drunk. In addition, it was very warm in the ward, so he lay on Han Yurou's shoulder, feeling a little sleepy.

"It's too heavy for you to get up." Han Yurou couldn't bear it and didn't like him lying on her shoulders.

This kind of action was very intimate, especially when Rong Jincheng's hot breath breathed into her collar from time to time.
Chapter completed!