"What do you mean by having a relationship first, regardless of whether the future outcome is good or bad? Are you saying this to leave a way out? Huh?"

Rong Luchi immediately grasped the meaning between her words.

Is this woman trying to be a hooligan?

"What do you mean by leaving a way out? Will you marry my mother?" Song Wanwan smiled heartlessly.

She had just wanted to make a joke.

But seeing the strange look on the man's face, he was obviously a little angry.

However, Song Wanwan didn't think too much about it. He just thought that he was a little unhappy because he expressed his thoughts.

"Are you angry? Your mood is always so changeable, and I feel insecure." Song Wanwan blinked and said seriously.

"I am angry." Rong Luchi stared at her bright and beautiful eyes with a serious look, and answered his thoughts very seriously.

It was just a casual question, but this person became more assertive.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Song Wanwan has never coaxed a man!

"Ahem, I'm just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."

"Which part of that nonsense shouldn't be taken seriously? Huh?"

"Just..." Song Wanwan looked at the man's cold and serious expression.

It was even more serious than when he was giving meetings in the conference room.

Dating a CEO is like riding a roller coaster!

The sudden turn from high to low is really fatal!

Moreover, she was not given any room for maneuver.

This made Song Wanwan really embarrassed.

I simply leaned over, held his face, and kissed his tightly pursed lips.

"Are you still angry? Huh?" Song Wanwan spoke softly in a delicate voice.

"Hmph!" Rong Luchi remained indifferent, his expression still cold.

After humming, he deliberately tilted his head to one side.

Song Wanwan was really angry and amused.

She really wanted to shout, come and see, your president is as arrogant as Xiao Jiaojiao.

"When other people are in love, it's always the boyfriend who coaxes the girlfriend, but why is it the other way around with me?" Song Wanwan pinched Rong Luchi's handsome face.

Not to mention, this man’s face is quite nice to touch.

Rong Luchi didn't stop her, nor did he reply to her.

Just stood there in a stalemate.

Song Wanwan straightened his angular face.

Then he leaned closer, nose to nose.

Her beautiful and lively eyes looked straight at him.

Those eyes are full of charm and captivating.

Seeing the depth of his eyes, it is hard to control one's emotions.

Rong Luchi's Adam's apple couldn't help but slide up and down, and his pair of deep black eyes became darker inch by inch.

Song Wanwan felt the tenseness of his body, so she moved very close to him and could smell the refreshing and pleasant hormonal scent from him at close range.

Very addictive.

She smiled, her full, crimson lips parted slightly, this time for a deep kiss.

The indifferent man was finally no longer indifferent.

He reached out and cupped the back of her head, deepening the kiss.

The night is alluring and flowers are everywhere.

Although the man and woman exchanged the active roles, in the end, it was Song Wanwan who couldn't hold on.

A kiss ended.

Song Wanwan lay on Rong Luchi's shoulder, breathing softly.

In my ears, Rong Luchi's low and hoarse voice sounded pious and serious.

"Song Wanwan, I don't just want to date you. I want to marry you, have children with you, and be with you until we grow old."

Song Wanwan's blurred eyes suddenly became clear.

Suddenly he smiled: "Yeah."

Just one word.

She accepted his promise.

But there was no response to him.

Rong Luchi hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to rub her whole body into his.

Song Wanwan was strangled by him and it hurt, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she let him hold her tightly.

It seems that only in this way can there be fewer insurmountable barriers between them and they can truly belong to each other.

After dinner, at around eight o'clock, Rong Luchi sent Song Wanwan to the bottom of Zhou Mianmian's apartment.

"Okay, see you tomorrow, remember to think of me." Song Wanwan smiled at him and blinked mischievously.

"Yeah, I will miss you." Rong Luchi replied.

Serious and solemn.

As if he cared very much.

Even though it was just a small separation, even though they would meet again tomorrow, he responded to her with great care.

It's a bit like... the stereotypical straight man kind of feeling.

But because he was so handsome, Song Wanwan still felt very happy.

"good."

"I'll take you upstairs."

As soon as Song Wanwan got out of the car, Rong Luchi also opened the door and got out.

"I can just go upstairs. Mianmian is a girl living alone, it's not convenient for you to go up."

"I'll take you to the elevator, but I won't go in." Rong Luchi insisted.

Song Wanwan couldn't help laughing again.

This man can switch between the three styles of dad, wolf and clingy loyal dog with ease.

"Okay, you're such a clingy little sweetheart."

Song Wanwan closed the door, walked to Rong Luchi and held his hand.

"Little Jiaojiao?" Rong Luchi lowered his eyes and frowned on his cold and serious handsome face.

This adjective doesn't suit him!

Rong Luchi did not let Song Wanwan hold his hand, but instead domineeringly passed through her waist and clasped his big hand on her soft waist.

Then, he pinched her.

Song Wanwan hummed, her voice full of the charm of a young woman.

Rong Luchi's cold face turned into a half-smile.

He tilted his head and leaned close to her ear: "Who Jiao? Huh?"

If he hadn't hugged her, Song Wanwan felt that her whole body would really go limp.

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