Proud Young Master Pampers Her: Volume 1

By Qie QieRongAn

Rong Jinchu had a secret, that even though they were thousands of miles apart, he could still hear Mi Su's voice. For this reason, he could not sleep for twenty years. And because of this, he had to find Mi Su.

Before meeting Rong Jinchu, Mi Su's life was to finish eating, sleep, and eat when he was awake.

After meeting Rong Jinchu, Mi Su's life had become one of sleeping after eating, and continuing to sleep after sleeping.

However, the difference between the two was that Mi Su's skill in eating quality and quantity had improved, and his taste in clothes had also improved rapidly.

And before Rong Jinchu met Mi Su, he would listen to Mi Su's daily routine. After meeting Mi Su, he would pet Mi Su, love Mi Su, and love Mi Su.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Funstory
• Release date: Jan 19, 2020
• ISBN: 9781647969820

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HAPPENED

CHAPTER 1 - HEAR YOUR VOICE

Don't... Don't touch me …"

Go away …

You scoundrel, beast, beast!

You can't do this to me, you can't... Woo woo … Sob, sob, sob …"

England, 10 PM.

It was located in the best compound villa with the best view.

Rong Jinchu's closed eyes suddenly snapped open.

Damn it!

He was lying on the custom-made soft bed, covered in a silky black velvet quilt, his arms hanging at his sides.

Even in the pitch-black darkness of the night, his eyes could still detect a thin mass of anger within them when he was disturbed from his sleep.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the button on the remote control that was placed on the bedside with his fingertip.

The bedroom, large enough to accommodate nearly a thousand people, instantly became as bright as day.

The warm yellow light illuminated Rong Jinchu's shocking face.

His facial features were picturesque, with a pair of light brown eyes, fair skin, and a perfect three-dimensional face. He had an exquisite and handsome appearance unique to the east.

Rong Jinchu rubbed the center of his brows, propped himself up and leaned against the headboard.

His mind was in a mess. The moment he heard the words that interrupted his sleep, he could tell that this woman was being forced to do some intense exercises that could not be described with words and could only be described with physical actions.

As the lights came on on on the second floor, the tranquil atmosphere of the entire villa changed, as if it was enveloped in layers of suffocating gloom.

All the servants were alert and ready for battle.

In the lobby.

Lin Feng's face was cold and grave. His tall and straight figure was dressed in a black suit that was handmade and stood upright.

Assistant Lin.

The maid came down and pointed to the second floor.

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Feng and ordered someone to prepare a cup of water with the right temperature. He also asked the servant to prepare two white pills from the room where the medicines were usually placed before carrying the plate upstairs.

Lin Feng walked to the bedroom and knocked on the door.

Knock ~ ~ ~

A man's clear and magnetic voice came from inside.

Come in.

After receiving permission, Lin Feng pushed open the door and entered.

He looked at the man respectfully and stood on the right side of the bed: Young Master Rong, this is the new sleeping pill that Doctor Zhuang created.

Rong Jinchu's expression was cold and lonely, his finely shaped dark red thin lips curled into a line.

He took the glass and scanned the sleeping pill in his palm, but did not put it in his mouth for a long time.

In his mind, he heard another series of sobs and intermittent sobs.

Wuu … wuu … Sob, sob …

Beast …

Was it over?

With a headache, he lifted a hand and pinched the center of his forehead, then impatiently threw away the sleeping pills.

Ever since he woke up from an accident, a female voice would often appear in his mind.

This voice had accompanied him for twenty years since he was a child.

At first, he could sleep on drugs, but as the years passed, the sleeping pills no longer worked on his body.

Every time he fell asleep, he was woken up by the sound.

Lin Feng looked at the sleeping pills on the ground, not daring to even breathe.

Young Master Rong was very upset.

Rong Jinchu placed the cup of water in his hand back to its original position. Even though the anger in his chest was boiling, he still maintained his good rest, and did not do anything disgraceful because of the unhappiness in his heart.

He frowned in deep thought.

After a moment, he raised his eyes.

The light brown pupils were suffused with a faint billowing aura.

The Chinese market is almost ready?

Yes.

Hearing this, the gloom in Rong Jinchu's eyes gradually dissipated.

Find the woman.

What does Young Master Rong mean?

She's in China.

CHAPTER 2 - TOO AMBIGUOUS

From the morning until the moment she entered the recording studio, other than going out to eat for ten minutes, Mi Su had been staying there the whole time.

And these originally shameful lines, after her tender and sweet voice that seemed to contain feelings of spring, made her even more charming and charming.

After reading the last sentence with great effort, Mi Su felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

The door to the recording studio opened.

Her pure white face was suffused with a light pink hue, her features were pretty and elegant, and her eyes were clear and black and white. Facing the strange gazes of the staff, no matter how thick her face was, she could clearly feel the heat on her cheeks.

In order to ease the discomfort, she fanned herself with her small white hands, pretending to be very hot.

If they were not mistaken, quite a few of the male staff members had abnormally flushed faces. Some of them even had cold sweat dripping from their foreheads, as if their bodies had been set ablaze.

Sigh …

Wasn't it just that her voice was too soft, too sticky, and too ambiguous?

Mi Su lowered her head and shifted her gaze.

The soft and tender root of her ear was faintly the color of a peach.

She had been a dubbing actor for two years, and the roles she had received were varied: baby, girl, woman, old woman, and so on. But this was the first time she had ever tried something so shameful.

She walked up to the director, where someone had already settled her salary for the past few days. Director, I've completed my part.

The director took the money from a staff member beside him and passed it over to Mi Su. Here's your reward.

Mi Su received it, touching the touch of the paper package, her heart was filled with satisfaction.

It wasn't a waste of her shame that she stayed in the recording studio for so many days!

She looked at the director gratefully, only to find that the director was sitting there without moving. His round face was flushed red.

The director avoided eye contact awkwardly and coughed lightly. He then handed Mi Su a document and said, I have a friend that is looking for a duo actor. I think you are very suitable.

A new job?

Thank you, Director! Mi Su smiled sweetly and took the money to leave the recording studio. When she returned home and opened the script, her face was scrunched up like a bun.

What kind of script is this?

The shamelessness of its lines is comparable to that of a third movie...

However, she was depressed for a moment and took a look at the treatment. She couldn't help but be captivated by the generous rewards.

Mi Su's eyes turned, this was her den, no matter how shameful her voice was, no one would hear her.

She coughed and her voice became hot. Her soft and sweet voice was lowered as it echoed softly. The listeners felt as if they were being scratched by a furry cat claw.

urticant.

No … Don't...

In the study.

Rong Jinchu sat in the middle of the oval desk and clenched the white porcelain cup tightly in his hand.

The cross-country video conference that was originally going on was cut off midway. His expression was gloomy and his eyes seemed calm, but a hint of desire could not be suppressed.

How unlucky this woman was to be bullied in the day and continued to be so bullied in the night.

He seriously doubted if her current profession was sacrificing her life for an island movie!

Lin Feng saw that Rong Jinchu's expression was bad and carefully observed him.

He discovered that Young Master Rong's sexy adam's apple was twitching and his cheeks were flushed red. The temperature in his eyes was also hotter than usual.

His eyes, from doubt to puzzlement, suddenly lit up.

Young Master Rong, do you need to send your woman here?

Rong Jinchu coldly glanced at him, exuding majesty without a hint of anger.

Lin Feng tactfully shut his mouth.

CHAPTER 3 - A WOMAN WHO HAD AFFECTED HIS SLEEP FOR TWENTY YEARS

Mi Su repeatedly practiced in her room for a long time. While she was in there, she recited these lines, and according to her character's settings, it was easy to understand the degree of accuracy of her emotions.

Just think of her in the studio, the director and a bunch of staff listening...

That image...

She gathered her thoughts, not daring to think any further!

However …

Thinking of the bills, Mi Su was like a warrior who was about to enter the battlefield, his whole body releasing a dazzling light of justice.

She is a Chinese citizen who tries hard to go up!

She is a professional dubbing staff!

She is...

Ugh …

She yawned, fell asleep, laid her head on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next day.

Mi Su went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of daily necessities.

In the evening, she received a call from her best friend, Xia Anan. She hurriedly put on a coat and went out with her backpack.

When they arrived at their destination, Xia Anan was leaning on a relatively quiet spot. She had already ordered a pile of aromatic kebabs, and beer cans were placed on the table.

It was midnight, and there were plenty of seats at the roadside stall.

Xia Anan opened the can of beer, her beautiful face was red from drinking the beer, she rudely nibbled on the roasted meat, and with a hoarse voice she said, Celebrating that I finished my work and received a reward!

Mi Su paused when she sat down: An An, what's wrong with your throat?

Xia Anan angrily bit down on the food in her mouth. Her originally clear and pleasant voice had become hoarse, but it wasn't hard to hear.

…

The character that Xia Anan had received was a anti-Japanese drama. There were not many lines, the phrase 'charge' was unique in nature, especially when it came to shouting loudly, creating an effect of 'justice' and 'heroic and heroic'.

It was no wonder that her voice was so badly damaged.

Regarding this, Mi Su expressed sympathy.

The two of them drank and chatted.

While talking, Mi Su talked about the script that was given to her by the director.

Xia Anan lewdly smiled. Not only did she not sympathize with her, she even took pleasure in her misfortune, The director has good taste. Your voice is really suitable for that kind of tone. If I were a man …

Mi Su bit her skewer as she glared at her fiercely!

When they were almost done eating, the two of them held their heads drunkenly and stared at each other.

Suddenly, a few black Bentleys stopped.

A group of men in black suits got off the car and quickly cleared the area.

In a blink of an eye, only Mi Su and Mi Su was left at the scene.

In the middle of the black Bentley was a Rolls-Royce Silver Demon.

Lin Feng walked down first and opened the back door.

Rong Jinchu did not close his eyes for three whole days. There was a faint green color at the corner of his eyes and he smelled a spicy smell. He took out a handkerchief that was folded in the pocket of his suit and covered his mouth and nose.

Even so, the unhappiness accumulated between his brows did not diminish.

The intertwining neon lights shone on his 188 cm height, causing the figure pulled out from the ground to tilt at an extremely long angle.

He was dressed in a hand-cut black suit with gold cufflinks that reflected a luxurious glow.

Her delicate face was currently as cold as the moonlight. It was extremely chilling.

He raised his foot and walked towards the direction of Mi Su.

Mi Su's eyes became misty, her fair cheeks became red, her clear eyes landed on the figure in her line of sight, on her pink lips.

Rong Jinchu squinted his eyes as his breathing stagnated.

Almost before any of them spoke, he could tell who was the woman who had affected his twenty years of sleep.

His deep voice was filled with certainty.

Mi Su.

CHAPTER 4 - HOW SHOULD I KILL HER

Hmm?

Hearing someone calling him, Mi Su subconsciously agreed. However, when that lazy and soft voice sounded in the ears of the people around him, even the tip of her heart was itching.

The man's probing gaze fell on her face.

Not bad.

Pure and durable.

What mattered was that he liked her voice.

Although...

He would often be unable to control himself because of her low moan, but this did not deny his love for Mi Su's voice.

To Rong Jinchu, her voice had a kind of strange magic that could make his irritable mood become peaceful and quiet.

Similarly, her voice made it easy for him to react physically.

This point was something that Rong Jinchu hated.

He was used to planning, and hated being held back.

All of his enemies over the years had been dealt with one by one by him, so should he let the little girl who had affected his twenty years of sleep suffer a fate worse than death, or live a life worse than death?

Mi Su raised his head and looked at the man in front of her.

Yes.

Looking at it this way, it was even better.

Mi Su smiled, her hands holding her chin, as she looked at Rong Jinchu in a daze.

She must have had an endocrine disorder recently, a physical need that led to hallucinations.

Lin Feng looked at Rong Jinchu accidentally, seeing that he did not intend to knock him out and throw him into the ocean to feed the fishes, he pulled up a chair and used a tissue to wipe it clean. After confirming that there was no dust, he pushed the chair behind Rong Jinchu.

Rong Jinchu sized Mi Su up without moving his eyes away, and slowly and gracefully sat down.

He reached out his hand, pinching Mi Su's smooth chin with his well-defined fingers.

The feel was good.

The sudden coldness made Mi Su's mind clear up a bit.

Rong Jinchu sensed that, and looked at the half finished beer on the side, and pushed it in front of Mi Su. The clear voice was low, and was magnetic yet bewitching: Continue.

Mi Su stared blankly at it. The little bit of consciousness from before had disappeared, and under the enticement of the beauty, he raised the undrunk beer, and once again drank the whole thing in a daze.

Seeing that she was obedient, Rong Jinchu's lips curled up into a smile: Do you like it?

Mi Su frowned, Isn't this the taste of beer? Should we separate them to have a drink?

The smile on Rong Jinchu's face widened as he caressed his smooth and tender skin.

Was a woman's face so comfortable to the touch?

As Lin Feng watched, he was shocked by the good-natured Rong Jinchu. He thought about something unbelievable and blurted out subconsciously, Young Master Rong has set his eyes on her?

It just barely caught my eye.

No more punishments?

Rong Jinchu got up from his seat, bent down and leaned towards Mi Su, and sized her up condescendingly. His voice was filled with a creepy gentleness, I was just thinking, that I should think of a way for her to live a life worse than death.

Lin Feng: …

He just knew that, as an old virgin man that wasn't even close to a woman in thirty years, Young Master Rong's pity for women was basically nil.

Of course, as an old virgin, Lin Feng did not either.

Rong Jinchu wanted to retract the finger that was resting on Mi Su's cheek, but he fondled the smooth and tender temperature felt from the tip of her finger, and maintained his previous posture.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Feng, his light brown eyes serene and serene.

The smile on his face was sinister and dangerous. Tell me, how should I kill her?

…

Bang!

Xia Anan who was lying on the table slammed the table and bellowed, Charge!

Brothers, kill him!

CHAPTER 5 - NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO TOUCH HER

Xia Anan drank even more than Mi Su. She looked in front of her with empty eyes, and jumped up from her seat. Her mind was filled with lines that had howled for the entire day.

Kill him!

Charge!

Rong Jinchu frowned, and looked at Xia Anan who had gone insane with alcohol in disdain.

Kill him?

Kill … She?

In the next moment, Xia Anan who was about to stand up, was hit on the neck.

Dong!

She lay down on the table again.

Seeing that Xia Anan had stopped moving, Lin Feng retracted his hand.

Without the noise, Rong Jinchu's complexion turned better. He let go of his hand and Mi Su followed along.

Rong Jinchu looked at his fingertips, which still had traces of feeling as if he was touching Mi Su's skin. He put his finger to his lips, and touched it with his lips, it was extremely ambiguous.

Then, he retracted his hand and stood up. Bring him back.

Yes.

Lin Feng stepped forward, and was just about to carry Mi Su on his shoulder and leave, Rong Jinchu's cold eyes swept over.

Lin Feng's body stiffened.

He turned his head mechanically and looked at Rong Jinchu with a puzzled expression.

But he received a possessive reply.

She's mine.

She was the first woman he touched.

It was comfortable to the touch.

He wouldn't allow anyone to share this feeling with him.

Rong Jinchu squinted his eyes as he recalled the words he heard before.

Obviously, based on what he had heard, the little woman in front of him was not as innocent and obedient as she looked on the surface. Her private life was particularly rich.

But so what?

He was educated in the West and didn't care about virgins. Besides, what was he going to do?

Rong Jinchu didn't think about all of this for the time being and his gaze coldly fell on Lin Feng. Before I think of how to kill her, no one is allowed to touch her!

…

Lin Feng walked to the side.

Why did he feel that Young Master Rong's reaction was to treat him as a love rival?

Rong Jinchu walked in front of Mi Su and gracefully squatted down, one hand wrapped around Mi Su's knees while the other wrapped around her waist.

This woman was even better.

Ugh … Mi Su snuggled into Rong Jinchu's embrace, his hands naturally wrapped around's shoulders, and his head nuzzled against's embrace.

The night wind was somewhat chilly.

In her dreams, she instinctively moved closer to the source of the warmth.

Rong Jinchu's body stiffened.

When Mi Su rubbed her head against his chest, her soft hair mischievously crawled onto Rong Jinchu's neck, picking him up with such force that he found it a little hard to endure.

He discovered that this woman's voice was not only able to arouse his biological desires, but even a strand of hair was enough to kill her in such a short period of time. He was a little reluctant.

Yes.

Then wait a little while longer.

When it was time for him to get used to this woman, it was time for him to use some evil methods to take revenge for his twenty years of insomnia.

Lin Feng saw Rong Jinchu carrying his men and walking out. He looked at Xia Anan who had been thrown to the ground: Young Master Rong, what should we do with her?

Rong Jinchu placed Mi Su's gentle actions into the carriage. He swore that he was definitely not looking at this woman who had the thoughts of cherishing the fairer sex. He just liked the soft and smooth feeling of her body.

Throw it back to her house.

In the end, Xia Anan was really thrown inside the house.

He was also very strong and didn't show any mercy, as if he was being treated like unloading goods.

CHAPTER 6 - MY DEAR YOU'RE ALL RIGHT

Jin Garden.

The Rolls-Royce Silver Charm entered the parking lot unhindered.

Mi Su closed her eyes and sat in Rong Jinchu's embrace, his entire person on the man's long and powerful thighs. Rong Jinchu still maintained the posture of a princess.

Lin Feng stopped the car and peeked at the back seat.

Inwardly doubting.

Did the Young Master Rong really want to kill him?

Mi Su moved a little in Rong Jinchu's embrace, his eyes trembling, as if he was about to open them.

Rong Jinchu focused on Mi Su's little face. He had to admit, this woman's facial features looked really good the more he looked at her, the more beautiful she looked. And those eyelashes, the color was just right, and the degree of curvature was just right.

Ten minutes passed.

Lin Feng stood outside, enduring the waves of cold winds.

The car door had long since been opened by him.

Inside...

If not for his mental fortitude being strong enough to bear it, he would never have believed that the man with the gentle face in front of him was actually that domineering, mysterious, and sinister Young Master Rong.

His eyes looked... Very affectionate.

Lin Feng was frightened by his own thoughts. Seeing that Rong Jinchu was still motionless, he couldn't help but remind him: Young Master Rong, the Jin Garden has arrived.

The quiet atmosphere was broken.

Rong Jinchu glanced at Lin Feng coldly.

I'm counting her eyelashes.

…

You interrupted me.

…

If not for the fact that his real age was indeed thirty years old and an adult male, people would really suspect that he was a little brat.

It was because this act of counting one's eyelashes could not be any more childish.

According to Lin Feng's previous understanding of childishness, he secretly thought to himself that this could no longer be explained with childishness, it should be described as retarded.

After all, who would be so bored as to keep grabbing onto the eyelashes of others?

He didn't dare to say it though.

Lin Feng bowed and admitted his mistake sincerely. Young Master Rong, please punish me.

I'm sorry to spoil your pleasure in counting your eyelashes.

Next time, run for the night.

After saying that, Rong Jinchu got out of the carriage with Mi Su in his arms. That cautious, afraid that he would accidentally hit the person in his arms.

In the lobby.

The butler received the notice from outside and led the servants to stand together.

A few curious maids discussed in low voices.

I can finally see the Young Master Rong.

It's not a waste of us staying behind for so long.

I look forward to it!

Me too!

The steward's cold gaze fell upon them, and they immediately shut their mouths.

A tall figure slowly walked in from nearby.

The housekeeper was an old man serving by Rong Jinchu's side. His gaze was different from the maids' infatuation and amazement, as it landed on the figure in Rong Jinchu's embrace.

Was it a woman?

It really was a woman!

Rong Jinchu carried Mi Su to the hall, still unwilling to put him down. He didn't like the smell of the alcohol on Mi Su's body, but he loved the softness of her body.

She was such a small bundle, yet when she held it in her hands, she did not want to let it go.

At this moment, Mi Su opened her eyes. She was drunk, after sleeping in the car, she was showing signs of waking up. She smacked her lips, and lazily raised her head.

Skin to skin.

It was extremely ambiguous.

Sparks quickly started between the two of them.

She was soft and soft with contentment, but for a moment she gripped his heart. My dear, you're all right.

He held his breath.

My dear, are you all right?

Ha!

CHAPTER 7 - HIS EARS WERE SECRETLY DYED IN A LAYER OF RED

Mi Su continued to rub her head against Rong Jinchu's chest. Her nose and lips moved back and forth between the man's long and slender neck.

Ambiguous, infinitely enlarged.

Rong Jinchu lowered his eyes and looked at the drunk Mi Su.

Normally, just hearing her voice would cause a reaction, not to mention her teasing him like this.

If it were any other man, they probably wouldn't be able to stand it.

No one noticed that Rong Jinchu's ears had been secretly dyed red.

The butler opened his mouth. After being by Young Master Rong's side for so many years, this was the first time he saw a woman appear next to him.

Thinking about what Mi Su had said, his mind drifted away.

If the thought of the butler and of the servants in the house had been pure white, then at this moment the purity of the white was stained with a hazy yellow.

Darling, how are you...

Lin Feng's expression stiffened and the corners of his eyes twitched.

He really wanted to explain to the Young Master Rong.

However, Mi Su continued to rub her neck, just like a kitten who was sticking to its master and continued to act coquettishly, her tone turned gentle and flirtatious, Darling, why does the smell of your body smell so nice?

Rong Jinchu frowned, the temperature of his entire body suddenly soared.

He pursed his lips, not feeling depressed in his heart.

Is the 'darling' in her mouth really that good?

Steward, …

Servant: …

Lin Feng: …

Mi Su had a habit that only Xia Anan, who had been with her for a long time, knew of.

Once, Mi Su was completely drunk. Like an octopus, she hugged Xia Anan and recited all kinds of lines.

As a qualified professional, the first condition was that the job required a very high memory. Any lines needed to be matched must be firmly memorized.

Obviously, Mi Su had done an outstanding job in this area.

It was so outstanding that Xia Anan could still remember it to this day. Back then, when she dragged the Mi Su who was drunk like a pile of mud, she had to endure the gazes of all sorts of people as they ridiculed her along the way.

Because at that time, the role that Mi Su had to play with her voice transmission just happened to be that of a pitiful woman whose boyfriend had been snatched away by Xiao San.

She scolded and scolded along the way, but Xia Anan suffered a lot along the way and had to constantly explain while she was being watched.

This time, Mi Su was no exception.

She had only read the first paragraph, but her memory was too good.

Once he was drunk, he read it out loud.

It took the steward a long time to regain his composure. He could not conceal the happiness on his face.

Young Master Rong, you just got off the plane and rushed to Jin Garden. You must be very tired, why don't you go upstairs and take a bath first? As for this young lady, I will arrange for a maid to take care of her.

It was a very proper arrangement.

Rong Jinchu frowned.

His gaze fell on the rows of maids standing in front of him.

Lin Feng observed the movements of the Young Master Rong and felt the gazes once again.

It seems that the Young Master Rong's desire for monopoly is not only directed at men, but also aimed at women.

Looking at the displeasure on their faces and the iciness in their eyes, they were obviously saying, 'Although you are all women, you still don't have the right to touch my person.'

Sure enough, in the next moment, Rong Jinchu carried her and walked upstairs.

No one is allowed to touch her.

Just then, he added, Even women can't do that.

CHAPTER 8 - IT MUST BE THAT THIS WOMAN DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO ENJOY

The butler was startled, he looked at the back of Rong Jinchu who was carrying the man and reacted and waved to the servant beside him.

The servant stepped forward.

Butler bowed his head: You should hurry upstairs and prepare the hot water.

Yes. The servant obeyed and immediately took action.

After doing all this, the butler quickly followed Rong Jinchu and spoke: Young Master Rong, may I ask where this young miss will sleep tonight?

Rong Jinchu lowered his head to look at the person in his embrace, and his eyes focused. After thinking for a few seconds, he made his decision, Sleep with me.

…

Mi Su had a dream. She was put into the warm water.

After that, there was a pair of large palms with a thin cocoon on them.

His ice-cold fingertip caused her to tremble …

At the start, his breathing had become steady, but now it was burning hot.

Rong Jinchu was half-squatting in front of the bathtub, and even though he was trying his best not to let the cold sweat pour down his forehead, he didn't make any excessive movements.

He looked at the little woman in the bathtub.

It was probably because she had been soaking in the bathtub for a long time. Her white and tender skin was dyed with a moving light pink color.

Her waist-length hair was slightly curled up and scattered behind her. It was spread out on the surface of the water like a painting. Some of them were playing in the water.

Rong Jinchu reached out and pinched her small face.

Her lips were thin, kissing Mi Su's powdered, full cherry lips.

It was very soft and very fragrant.

To make someone kiss you, you want to love more, to absorb more.

The man's kiss did not have any skill. It was a clumsy action that bit Mi Su's lips several times.

Mi Su frowned, and turned her head uncomfortably.

Rong Jinchu sensed and stopped his movements.

Her dark red lips parted.

His voice was filled with unprecedented gentleness. Not feeling well?

Pain …

Pain?

But just kissing her made her feel pain?

Then if …

Could it be that his kissing technique was not up to standard?

No.

Rong Jinchu refused to admit it.

Thinking that Rong Jinchu had an IQ of 180, and could do anything without any teachers, it was definitely not a problem for him.

It must be that this woman does not know how to enjoy, and that she treats pleasure as pain!

Releasing her, he forcefully suppressed his desire to clamor.

Taking a deep breath, Rong Jinchu picked his up from the bathtub and personally changed her nightgown.

He placed her on the soft bed and laid beside Mi Su. He sniffed at her neck with the tip of his nose, then moved one of his arms across her body to embrace her waist before falling asleep with her.

The morning light shone through the