Rong Jincheng was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect to be slapped again by Han Yurou.

This is already the second time.

Rong Jincheng was so angry.

He touched his face with a very aggrieved expression: "It hurts a little."

Although he said this, his hands did not relax at all.

Young Master Rong disdains being angry with women, especially beautiful women.

A slap in the face, it doesn't matter.

"Let me get out of the car." Han Yurou looked at him coldly.

"It's not easy to get out of a veteran driver's car." Rong Jincheng restrained her with one hand and touched her face with the other. It really hurt.

"Rong Jincheng, can't a scum like you just die?"

"Do you want to die?" Young Master Rong smiled harmlessly.

"..." Han Yurou is not good at dealing with this kind of man. She has never been in contact with such a person whether at school or at work.

Her circle is pure and simple.

She doesn't know how to hit or curse. Even if she is bullied, she is too angry to curse.

She didn't know how her life could become so gloomy all of a sudden, as if it started raining all of a sudden.

She stopped struggling and looked at Rong Jincheng indifferently: "Where are you taking me?"

"Go to my villa. Didn't you agree?" Rong Jincheng's eyes were quite big and he looked like a minor. "I just returned to the capital from abroad. The newly bought villa looks great! If you like it, you can

gave it to you."

Young Master Rong has always been generous to women.

All the women who have been with him have gifts.

They range from bags and jewelry to houses and cars.

He has always been good to women.

This is also the reason why although he has slept with many women, none of them have come to trouble him.

It’s easy to get together and relax.

"Rong Jincheng, if you don't let me go, aren't you afraid that I will tell my father about this?" Han Yurou gritted her teeth.

"I'm really not afraid." Rong Jincheng smiled.

Han Yurou didn't know how to deal with such a scumbag.

She stopped speaking, her eyes were dark and unruffled, like the sky before a rainstorm, boundless in darkness.

Her face was solemn, she turned her head and closed her eyes tiredly.

When Rong Jincheng saw that she no longer struggled, he held her and sat in his arms.

"What kind of perfume did you use? I really can't guess." He sniffed her hair.

He has dealt with women a lot, and he knows a lot about things like perfume, bags, and high heels.

I often smell the scent of a perfume and I can accurately name the top, middle and bottom notes.

But he really didn't know the fragrance of Han Yurou.

Han Yurou didn't speak.

"Tell me, eh?" Rong Jincheng coaxed her patiently.

Han Yurou had no desire to talk to him. She gritted her teeth and remained silent, her eyes dull and lifeless.

Hairpins fell out and hair spread out.

On the other hand, Rong Jincheng is indeed a difficult little bully. He doesn't care whether he is close to others or not, he always looks like he is familiar with them.

"Rourou, tell me..."

"Rourou..."

"It's so annoying." Han Yurou covered her ears and frowned.

Rong Jincheng didn't give up, scratched her crotch and bit her earlobe.

"Rong Jincheng, get out!" Han Yurou didn't know how to lose her temper.

I was slapped and scolded.

But Rong Jincheng is very thick-skinned.

Maybe it's because of his age, but Rong Jincheng is like a little boy who hasn't grown up yet, and he is very patient.
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