C5 No One Is Allowed to Touch Her

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

"Kill him!"

"Charge!"

...

Rong Jinchu furrowed his brows and cast a disdainful glance at Xia Anan, who was drunk like crazy.

Kill him?

Kill her?

The next moment, Xia Anan got up and took a hit on her neck.

Dong!

She lay down on the table again.

Seeing that Xia Anan did not move, Linfeng withdrew his hand.

Without any more noise, Rong Jinchu's expression turned for the better. The moment he let go, Mi Su also laid on the table.

Rong Jinchu looked at the tip of his finger. There was still the touch of Mi Su's skin on it. He put his finger to his lips and touched it with his thin lips. It was an ambiguous touch. After his subconscious movements, he could not help but feel it.

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

"Yes."

Linfeng walked forward and was just about to carry Mi Su on his shoulder and leave when Rong Jinchu's cold eyes swept over.

Linfeng's body stiffened.

He turned his head mechanically and looked at Rong Jinchu in confusion.

He got a possessive answer.

"She's mine."

She was the first woman he touched.

It felt good.

He would not allow anyone to share this feeling with him.

Rong Jinchu narrowed his eyes and recalled what he had heard before.

Obviously, combined with what he heard, the little woman in front of him was not as pure and obedient as she appeared on the surface. Her private life was especially rich.

But so what?

He was educated in the West and didn't care about virgins, and he wasn't going to do anything about it.

Rong Jinchu temporarily did not think about these things. His gaze coldly fell on Linfeng. "Before I think of how to kill someone, no one is allowed to touch her!"

... ""

Linfeng walked to the side sulkily.

Why did he feel that Young Master Rong's reaction was as if he was his rival in love?

Rong Jinchu walked in front of Mi Su and gracefully squatted down. He wrapped his arms around Mi Su's knees, one arm around her waist, and held her in his arms. When his body came into contact with her, he was slightly stunned.

This woman would be better picked up.

"Oh..." Mi Su curled up in Rong Jinchu's arms. Her hands naturally wrapped around his shoulders and her head rubbed against his embrace.

The night wind was a little cold.

In her sleep, she instinctively approached the source of the warmth.

Rong Jinchu's body stiffened.

When Mi Su's head was rubbing against his chest, her soft hair naughtily burrowed into Rong Jinchu's neck, causing him to be unable to take it anymore.

He found that this woman could not only arouse his physical desire with her voice, but also a strand of hair. He was a little reluctant to let her die in such a short time.

Yes.

Then wait a little longer.

When he couldn't stand this woman anymore, it was time for him to take revenge for his insomnia for twenty years.

Seeing Rong Jinchu carrying her out, Linfeng looked at Xia Anan who was thrown on the spot. "Young Master Rong, how will she deal with this?"

Rong Jinchu gently put Mi Su into the car. He swore that he did not see this woman have a tender heart for the fairer sex. He just liked the soft and smooth texture of her body. He did not want to use too much force and ruined her fair skin.

"Throw it back to her house."

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

Moreover, his strength was extremely heavy, and he didn't feel any pity at all. It was as if he was being treated as unloading by someone.