Watching the two of them leaving together, Rong Qingyi's expression suddenly became stern, his thin lips pursed tightly, and the coldness in his eyes was overwhelming. The adjutant accompanying him paid attention to Rong Qingyi's face, and said tentatively: "Shi Jingkai is a business scholar and has no power to help. How can he be your opponent, Third Young Master? Third Young Master, do you have any instructions? I will do it now!?"
Rong Qingyi looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes as deep as water, and did not respond.
"I'm going back." Putting aside this blunt statement coldly, Wang Yixuan walked around Rong Qingyi and walked towards the door.
Rong Qingyi became angry, grabbed Wang Yixuan's wrists, and kissed her suddenly. The kiss was densely imprinted on her lips, face, and neck, with a reckless and predatory attitude, strong and domineering.
Because Wang Yixuan had never said such soft words, Rong Qingyi felt elated after recalling it. He happily put down the teacup, walked quickly to the bed, leaned over Wang Yixuan's body and faced himself, and said with some childish unreasonableness: "Have you missed me these days? I miss you very much."
After saying that, he couldn't wait to kiss her. The temperature on his lips was as hot as fire, which quickly ignited the temperature of the entire room. Wang Yixuan struggled for a while and finally calmed down.
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