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Chapter 1097: Joy

They have been together for so many years and have become too familiar with each other. As soon as Rong Juan said these words, Qiao Weiyi looked up at his state and knew what it meant.

At this situation, she couldn't help but feel dazed for a moment, and then insisted: "Apply medicine."

As she spoke, she unscrewed the ointment, took it with a cotton swab, lowered her head and applied it little by little to his burned area.

She lowered her head to apply the medicine for him seriously, but over there, Rong Juan's thoughts had already wandered, and he lowered his head and kissed her ear.

Qiao Weiwei's body sluggished slightly, but he remained motionless and continued to apply medicine to him.

Rong Juan didn't stop her either. She was busy applying medicine and he was busy kissing her.

This state is a bit strange, but also surprisingly harmonious...

Qiao Weiwei finally helped him apply medicine to several obvious wounds. She was about to ask him to move his arm so that she could see clearly. Who knew that as soon as he raised his head, Rong Juan directly sealed her lips.

Qiao Weiwei was already disturbed by him, but after he kissed her, she immediately forgot what she wanted to say and do.

After a moment, she responded to him involuntarily.

Sensing her response, Rong Juan instantly picked her up by the waist, turned around and pressed her against the door behind him, and kissed her hard without restraint.

The moment she was pressed against the door, the only thing Qiao realized was something in a daze, but the thought just flashed by. Before she could catch it, her thoughts were lost in the sound of his hot breathing.

However, the next moment, a voice reminded her——

The silence in the room was suddenly broken by the sound of your opening and closing the door. At the same time, the only thing that woke up was Qiao's chaotic thinking.

The sound came from downstairs, someone was back.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Weiwei heard a familiar low call: "A Rong?"

It's Rong Zhuozheng!

Qiao Weiyi froze for a moment, and even Rong Juan suddenly woke up. When he turned around, he realized that the two of them were still at the door of the room, not even entering the room.

Rong Juan immediately carried Qiao Weiwei into the house. Qiao Weiwei was stiff for a moment and finally hid in the house.

But this moment of movement still did not escape the ears of Rong Zhuozheng downstairs.

As soon as he reached the stairs, Rong Zhuozheng looked in the direction of Rong Juan's room and shouted: "Rong Juan, are you at home?"

Behind the door, Rong Juan, who was still holding Qiao Weiwei in his arms, heard this and sighed helplessly. Finally, he rubbed Qiao Weiwei's head, said "Wait for me", opened the door and walked out.

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"Dad." Rong Juan walked out of the room and saw Rong Zhuozheng slowly walking upstairs, "What's the matter?"

Rong Zhuozheng said: "Come to my study, I have something to discuss with you."

Rong Juan couldn't help but frowned, "Now?"

"Otherwise?" Rong Zhuozheng glanced at him and said, "Are you busy?"

Rong Juan's throat was a little itchy, but he didn't say anything. He only knocked lightly on the door behind him and followed Rong Zhuozheng to the study.

Rong Zhuozheng was talking to him about some policy-related content, which was somewhat related to Rong Juan's company's business. Although the father and son never interfered with each other, they would occasionally have some exchanges when their work contents overlapped, such as this time.

It's just that this time Rong Juan's mind was clearly not here. Several times Rong Zhuo asked him questions, but he was too distracted to hear them.

"What's the matter with you?" Rong Zhuozheng couldn't help but glance at him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the study room was suddenly pushed open with a bang. Immediately afterwards, Xu Tingrong strode in angrily. He quickly walked to the desk, slapped his palm on the desk, and said angrily: "

What's going on? What's going on with you as a father? My son has been single for so many years and has finally made some progress, but you have completely messed it up!"

Rong Zhuozheng froze there immediately, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Rong Juan raised his head and looked at Xu Tingrong, "Mom?"

"Why are you still sitting here talking nonsense to your dad?" Xu Tingrong said, "The only one is gone! Why don't you go after him!"

Hearing this sentence, Rong Juan stood up instantly, "What?"

Xu Tingrong was really angry and just glared at Rong Zhuozheng, "What a good thing you did!"

Rong Juan didn't expect to get an answer from her, so he rushed out of the study and returned to his bedroom. Sure enough, there was Qiao Yiyi's figure there?

His mobile phone was placed in a conspicuous place on the bed. Rong Juan stepped forward to grab it, unlocked it and saw the only message Qiao left on his mobile phone.

——I'm going home first, you go to bed early, good night.

Rong Juan tightened his grip on the phone instantly.



Qiao Weiwei left Rong's house and drove aimlessly for a while. He found that he seemed to be going further and further off the road. Then he finally stopped the car and turned on the navigation, and obediently followed the navigation route back to his residence.

After parking the car downstairs, Qiao Weiwei was still in a daze and was not in a hurry to get out of the car.

Unexpectedly, she was about to close her eyes and rest for a moment when someone suddenly knocked on the car window. Qiao turned her head and saw the car door being pulled open from the outside. Then, the person she just said goodbye to appeared in front of her.

And without any explanation, she squeezed directly into the car from the driver's seat where she was -

Qiao Weiwei: "..."

Although the space in her car is very good, although he folded the seats down as soon as he got in the car, and although it is not cramped for the two of them to stay like this, this feeling...

"Rong Juan..." Qiao Weiwei couldn't help but call him against his heart.

"Why are you running?" Rong Juan looked down at her, "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Joe was silent for a moment.

She was not afraid of this, but Rong Zhuozheng's return reminded her that it was the Rong family. Even though it was considered her home in the past, it was really embarrassing for her to appear there now.

If something really happened again, how would she face Rong Zhuozheng and Xu Tingrong when she got up the next morning?

This realization made her have to leave, but she didn't expect that he would actually chase her -

Rong Juan was probably so angry that he didn't wait for her answer and took action directly.

Qiao Weiwei was a little stiff and a little panicked.

Although this kind of thing has not happened before, it was a long time ago——

At that time, they had just experienced the long separation in the early years of his business, and finally had time to date and fall in love normally. Those days were really ridiculous. She was willing to agree to and accompany him to whatever he wanted to try.

He went crazy together...

During that period, they tried many new methods, methods, times and places, including the one they are experiencing at this moment...

But for Qiao Yiwei, this feeling has been too long.

Over the years, she had been too disciplined, too restrained, and too repressed, so that when she experienced this kind of experience again, she only felt uneasy and panicked, for fear of triggering something or arousing something...

The more uneasy and panicked she became, the more Rong Juan went too far.

This is a ground parking space downstairs in the community. Although it is late at night, there are still vehicles driving in and out from time to time, and security personnel are constantly patrolling back and forth.

What was happening inside a car parked silently, no one noticed.

Qiao Weiwei was lying in the car. When he opened his eyes, he saw all kinds of lights that were constantly shining into the car.
Chapter completed!
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