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After Mrs Ling Gui apologized to her, she busied herself with responding to Ling Jinghan's vicious stare and countless pairs of eyes that were comparable to scanners under the stage.
In front of everyone, Rong Heting not only hugged her, but also kissed her.
In the presence of his fiancée, at his future wife's birthday party, he would hug her in his arms and kiss her and nibble on her?
At this moment, Mu Qianqian was standing in the garden. She took a few steps back in fear as she looked at the man who was occasionally scratching his nose with the ends of her hair with a faint smile on his face.
"Recollected, little thing?" The more Rong Heting thought about it, the more he felt that Mu Qianqian's silly expression was a result of him doting on her.
Rong Heting was so happy that he wanted to vent all the thoughts he had for the past few days. If it wasn't to avoid Ling Gui's gaze, he wouldn't have sealed off all the news about his little sister and threw her aside in Rong Manor.
"Have you been holding your breath for the past few days?" "It's okay, I won't keep you captive in the future. I'll bring you wherever I go."
Rong Heting tried to lower his attitude, but Mu Qianqian still felt that the man in front of her was teasing her.
Seeing Rong Heting touch her head again, Mu Qianqian wanted to tell him to stop nervously.
"You … You … What's wrong? Is there something wrong? "
Mu Qianqian stuttered as she spoke, looking completely different from the calm and stubborn manner she had when she was standing on the stage earlier.
Rong Heting's face darkened, "Indeed, it's uncomfortable!"
It was hard for him to think that he would love to pamper her, but in the end, this little girl felt that he was sick?
Once again, Rong Heting reached out his hand towards Mu Qianqian, grabbed her wrist, then pulled her into his arms.
Mu Qianqian's nose bumped into the hard muscles on Rong Heting's chest. She was in so much pain that her eyes were watery.
It was really Mu Qianqian's fault that she did not react in time. Rong Heting did not realize that he was so flabbergasted by his attitude towards Mu Qianqian tonight.
An hour ago, he had been nonchalantly trying to embarrass her in front of Ling Jinghan. But now, he suddenly wanted to pull her to his side and kiss her lovingly.
Under Mu Qianqian's nervous mood, Mu Qianqian thought about it again and again about Rong Heting's abnormal behavior. It was hard to explain why Rong Heting's attitude towards her suddenly changed.
Of course she didn't know. All of this was because she had successfully satisfied the pride of the proud and aloof man beside her by staring at Rong Heting's shining eyes in the video.
Even though her nose was in extreme pain, Mu Qianqian did not ignore Rong Heting's words. He said that he was not feeling well!
"Rong Heting, what happened to you?" Where did it hurt? Is there a fever? "
"…"
"Dizziness?" Why don't we go to the hospital! "
"…"
Mu Qianqian didn't notice that Rong Heting had grabbed her waist tightly because of her words. At the same time, she raised her heel against the wind and reached out her hand towards Rong Heting's forehead.
Rong Heting pulled down the small hand that was messing up on his forehead and stretched it towards his waist.
Mu Qianqian's expression was frozen by the man's sudden action, her expression could no longer be described as embarrassed.
Her face was flushed red and helpless. She unconsciously wanted to clench her hand tightly, but she felt that the thing in her hand had become even more frightening.
Mu Qianqian struggled with all her might, wanting to pull her hand away from the man's grasp. She even turned her head around in panic and shame, looking around the garden, afraid that Rong Heting's impudent action would be seen by others.
When the man saw Mu Qianqian's flustered and flushed face, his dark expression finally improved.
Ignoring all else, Rong Heting deepened his movements and grabbed Mu Qianqian's head with his other hand, pinning that messy little head to her. Then, he lowered his head and covered her delicate and soft lips.
This time, Rong Heting was no longer like before when he revealed Mu Qianqian's identity on the stage. Instead, he emphasized this kiss, which later became a plunder.
How long had he been thinking? If it wasn't for the little fellow's fever that day, he would have swallowed her long ago.
Thinking about this, Rong Heting's tongue became more unscrupulous, and as he chewed, he increased his strength.
The sweet fragrance that seeped out from his lips, as well as the feeling that soft and tender hand gave him, was enough to make any man go crazy.
"Don't …" Don't... "Ugh …"
Mu Qianqian refused, but how could her strength compare with the man in front of her?
Although she finally pulled out her hand, the man's hand instantly attacked her back and tore off her dress without saying a word.
"Zi —"
"Ah no …" "Un …"
The man's actions scared Mu Qianqian, but the man's hot lips made her breath heavier …
The man who kept kissing the skin behind her ears was using his hot, wet, and strong tongue tip to keep scraping her. Mu Qianqian's entire body had become weak from Rong Heting's scraping. She laid lifelessly in the man's arms, allowing the man to call for her.
Mu Qianqian's heart was full of resistance and resentment. This was an environment that was even more exposed than the car.
Not far away, there was singing and dancing. Even though it was already night time, people could still clearly see the lights in the garden. Was she going to be watched by others here?
"Rong Heting!" You … "Be more rational …"
The palms with the thin calluses were getting more and more impudent. Mu Qianqian could imagine her back being pinched by Rong Heting at this moment.
Rong Heting's kiss once again moved from Mu Qianqian's back to her lips, using her teeth to bite.
"Un …"
Hearing the sound that satisfied him, Rong Heting breathed on Mu Qianqian's skin with a warm breath.
"Did you not touch it just now?" I'm not feeling well. I can't wait. "
This sentence was like a declaration. After he finished, Rong Heting directly carried Mu Qianqian across his arms and walked towards the bench that was hidden in the flowers.
Mu Qianqian looked in a daze in that direction. Of course, she had guessed the man's intentions. She unceasingly struggled in his embrace. She didn't know that her shy appearance and faintly discernible touch would make the man even more unable to control himself.
"Don't …" Not here! No... "Not here …"
"Ah!
However, in the time it took for these words to be spoken, it was already too late.
Mu Qianqian's face was so red that blood seemed to drip out. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she held it in. Her weak look made Rong Heting want to ravage her even more.