Chapter 50

eyes. "No, I'm not crazy enough yet. I need to be a little more crazy so they won't dare bother me!"Going insane is unsightly, but it's useful!In a few decades, "mad literature" will still be popular...Ning Yuan was very puzzled. Didn't he just take a bath Why did he have to go take another one

It's almost November, it shouldn't be so hot anymore.

Ning Yuan sat there for a moment, then decisively got up and sat down properly, preparing to tie up her hair before going to sleep.

She suddenly felt a slight pain in her lower back. She bent down and lifted her shirt to take a look.

Below the clothing, a few long, reddish fingerprints, like some special kind of mark.

Ning Yuan blushed involuntarily after a moment of stunned silence.

She quickly covered her face with her hands and then took a porcelain cup from beside her and poured some water into it.

I shouldn't have argued with people like that just now. From now on, Rong Zhaonan is a married man.

As far as she remembered, gossip media later dug up that Rong Zhaonan's wife was also a well-connected second-generation socialite.

Still need to stay calm, well, it's better not to have worldly desires like marriage and love.

Just because a powerful and handsome person is experiencing hardship doesn't mean she should fantasize about them.

Men, once married, all have the same character. Making money, studying, and striving for progress are the main tasks in their lives.

Dating is not in the plan! Don't let yourself fall into love.

Ning Yuan had done all sorts of psychological preparation before thinking about her married life in her past life. Sure enough, even her heated face turned cold.

She let out a soft sigh, got up and blew out the lamp, lay down, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Outside the door, Rong Zhaonan stood watching the lights flicker inside, casting the girl's slender figure against the wall, outlining her heaving chest and swaying waist.

Late October winds were cool, but they seemed to fan an unquenchable fire.

He simply took out a pack of cigarettes, which Chen Chen had stuffed into his hands when he left today. The guy had even secretly pressed two hundred yuan under the teacup before leaving.

I don't know if it was given to him by the old man, or if that boy saved up for it himself.

Rongshenan lit one up and took a few puffs, exhaling smoke as if dispelling the sweet fragrance that lingered in the air from the girl's breath moments before.

This finally calmed the restlessness in my heart.

Then, he vaguely understood why some people couldn't resist "sugar-coated bullets".

Men are really something... They have two brains, and the bottom brain gets dizzy easily, so the top brain often follows suit.

He let out a sneer, took two more harsh drags of his cigarette, and then stubbed it out on the ground.

Rong Zhaonan lifted his eyes to look at the black silk-like sky. His gaze slowly recovered its coldness and he turned to go to the bathroom.

A few buckets of cold water from head to toe, only then did it extinguish the internal heat and worries in my heart.

When he had wiped his hair dry, he came out and saw that the lights in the room were already off.

He didn't blame Ning Yuan for turning off the lights early; instead, he felt a strange sense of relief. At least he wouldn't have to see her smiling face.

I entered the room and looked at the graceful figure sleeping on the bed.

Róng Zhāo Nán's ears twitched, and she keenly heard that Ning Yuàn was still breathing unevenly. She knew Ning Yuàn hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Rong Zhaonan fell silent for a moment, took a sip of water, and with a light leap, like a phantom, he glided past her, landing on the inside of the bed.

Besides a slight rocking of the bed frame and a barely audible squeak, there was almost no movement.

Ning Yuan closed her eyes, but inside she couldn't help but be astonished.

That explains why he hadn't made any noise coming in or out before.

I felt the person behind me lie down. In the darkness, it seemed like all my senses were heightened.

Ning Yuan even felt she could smell the warmth of his breath mingled with moisture, spreading little by little and seeping through her thin pajamas.

In his mind, he saw himself pinning her down, his usually cold eyes filled with a playful smile as they looked at each other.

She couldn't help but bite her lower lip, closing her eyes even tighter.

Well, sleep, sleep, long-term love hurts your wallet...

......

The two people, each with their own thoughts, didn't know how they fell asleep.

The next day, Ning Yuan only felt a little haggard. She looked in the mirror and sure enough, she saw two small dark circles under her eyes.

Well, it's not too bad. Not serious.was particularly notorious as a local tough guy, very violent.I've sold quite a few girls and children, never failed once.Both the child's parents and the girl's parents are going crazy. Ningyuan is t...