C8 It must be That This Woman Doesn't Know How to Enjoy

The butler was stunned. He looked at Rong Jinchu's back as he carried the man upstairs. He came back to his senses and waved at the maid beside him.

The maid stepped forward.

The butler lowered his head and ordered, "Quickly go upstairs and prepare hot water."

"Yes." The servant accepted the order and immediately took action.

After that, the butler quickly followed Rong Jinchu and asked, "Young Master Rong, may I ask where this young lady is sleeping tonight?"

Rong Jinchu looked down at the girl in his arms. He thought for a few seconds and made a decision. "Sleep with me."

... ""

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

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

His cold fingertips gave her a shiver...

His calm breathing became scorching hot.

Rong Jinchu half-squatted in front of the bathtub. Even though his forehead was covered in cold sweat, he didn't make any movements.

He looked at the little woman in the tub.

It was probably because she had been in the bathtub for a long time that her fair skin was dyed with a moving light pink.

Her waist-length hair rolled up slightly behind her and spread out like a painting on the surface of the water. There were some who shuttled back and forth in the water to play.

Rong Jinchu reached out his hand and pinched her little face.

Her thin lips kissed Mi Su's pink and plump cherry lips.

It was soft and sweet.

It made people want to be greedy and absorb more when they kissed.

The man's kiss did not have any technique. His clumsy movements bit Mi Su's lips several times.

Mi Su frowned and turned her head uncomfortably.

Rong Jinchu noticed this and stopped what he was doing.

Her dark red lips parted.

His voice was unprecedentedly gentle. "Are you not feeling well?"

"It hurts..."

Pain?

It was just a kiss and she felt pain?

If...

Could it be that his kissing skills weren't good enough?

No.

Rong Jinchu refused to admit it.

Rong Jinchu's IQ was as high as 180, and he could do anything without a teacher. Therefore, it was definitely not a problem for him.

It must be that this woman doesn't know how to enjoy herself and treats pleasure as pain!

Releasing him, he resisted the urge to shout.

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

He placed her on the soft bed and lay on Mi Su's side. He sniffed at her neck, then crossed an arm around her waist and hugged her to sleep.

...

Morning light shone through the curtains.

Mi Su slept very soundly. She rolled on the big bed and habitually moved her limbs. When she opened her eyes, she discovered that this was not her sloppy, 50-square-meter nest at all.

She sat up abruptly on the bed!

She was Mi Su.

But where is she?

Why not at all?

Mi Su hit her head and tried to recall what happened last night.

She only remembered to go to a stall with Xia Anan for a drink...

I think he's drunk...

As for what happened afterwards, he couldn't remember.

Two maids came in with prepared clothes. When they saw Mi Su wake up, they said respectfully, "Miss Mi, these are the clothes Young Master Rong prepared for you."

Young Master Rong?

Who's that?

Mi Su's mind was in a mess. Facing the series of unexpected situations, she got up in a daze and brushed her teeth.

Standing in front of the mirror, she changed into a long white dress. Her slightly curly hair was scattered behind her back. She touched her face and found that she looked like a beautiful doll for the first time.

After tidying up, Mi Su was led out of the bedroom by the maid.