Those eyes were not as indifferent and cold as when he woke up that day, but were secretly on fire.
Song Wanwan had seen this kind of look in his eyes for many nights.
Rong Luchi didn't answer, but curled his lips and smiled.
That smile turned Song Wanwan's question into an affirmative sentence.
"You bad guy!" Song Wanwan put her arms around his neck and flipped him off her body. Then she moved up, grabbed his collar with her two small hands, and looked down at him condescendingly.
A pair of cat eyes were red and angry.
Rong Luchi's smile deepened, and his hands stroked Song Wanwan's soft waist.
"I just want you to care about me. What could be wrong with being your husband?" Rong Luchi smiled like a demon.
Song Wanwan was really angry, both angry and amused.
"You're so despicable! You actually lied to me! You made me think you really had lost your memory. You saw me obeying your orders like a fool. You must be very happy, right? Hmm?"
Song Wanwan increased the strength in his hands. If he didn't know that he was really injured, he would have used this strength on him instead of just grabbing his collar.
"Then how can I apologize so that you won't be angry? How about doing it with my body?"
Rong Luchi's dark eyes, filled with smiles and affection, looked at the fierce little woman on his body and said lovingly.
Song Wanwan burst into tears and laughter. "I thought you really had a brain injury. I was so scared and worried about you these past few days, but you were just pretending! Do you think your actions can make up for my broken heart?"
Rong Luchi sat up directly, and the distance between them suddenly shortened. Their skin touched each other, and their posture became more ambiguous.
"Be good, don't cry. I'm fine now, right? The doctor said the blood clots in my brain have been cleared, so my memory has returned. I didn't lie to you from the beginning."
Rong Luchi did have temporary amnesia, but he recovered after a few days of treatment.
But Song Wanwan couldn't stop crying.
"Do you know how scared and worried I am, wuwuwu..." She lowered her head, tears falling.
Rong Luchi's heart was broken when he saw this.
He hugged her tightly and kissed her gently on the cheek: "I won't do that again. I will protect you and myself well from now on. I won't let you get sad, okay? Okay?"
The gentle coaxing is intoxicating.
"Yeah." Song Wanwan wiped her tears and nodded slightly.
She raised her eyes, her cat-like eyes were wet after crying, with a kind of cold and broken feeling that made me feel pity.
Rong Luchi felt a pain in his heart when he saw this.
"Be good." He lowered his head and kissed the side of her face gently, moving gently towards her rosy and plump red lips.
The atmosphere gradually heated up.
Song Wanwan loosened his collar, put her arms around his neck and responded to him.
The lighting was soft and clothes were scattered on the bed and carpet.
That kind of gentleness was even gentler than the night when Song Wanwan first met him.
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The next morning, the doorbell kept ringing.
In the big bed, the couple was still asleep. Even though the house was soundproofed, they couldn't withstand the double torment of the doorbell and the phone ringing.
"Hmm!" Song Wanwan shrank into the quilt, with his lower face pressed into Rong Luchi's arms, trying to block out the noise.
Rong Luchi covered her ears with his hands.
Outside the door.
Jiang Mo, Gu Xingzhi and Mu Sen, three grown men, were standing in front of the door.
This time all three were very cautious.
"It's already ten o'clock. Haven't you gotten up yet?" Jiang Mo turned around and pressed Song Wanwan's doorbell.
I pressed the button for a long time, but the door didn't open.
He turned around again and walked to the middle and stood there.
My hands are itching to enter the password.
"Mu Tou, do you know your boss's password?"
"Even though I know, I can't tell you. I heard that last time you opened the door carelessly and interrupted the boss's good deeds, and Designer Song gave him a good beating for that."
Jiang Mo was surprised: "There are women who dare to deal with my brother Rong, they are really amazing!"
After hearing this, Jiang Mo became even more eager to take action.
Anyway, it was Brother Rong who was being abused, so why wouldn't he watch the show?
Jiang Mo started to smile evilly, looking at the door lock, and took out his mobile phone to hack into the lock's system.
Gu Xingzhi raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head: "If you are tired of living, you can tell me. I can make your end less tragic."
Jiang Mo felt a little embarrassed after being hit. He coughed twice and said, "What are you talking about? Are we just going to wait here? We're worried that Rong will lose his memory and it will be awkward for them to get along, so we came here to have breakfast together and help their relationship develop."
But he didn't expect that a self-disciplined person like Brother Rong hadn't gotten up at this time.
"Wait." Gu Xingzhi said calmly.
"Okay." Jiang Mo admitted defeat.
The three of them stood at the door and were about to say that they wanted to eat something first, after all, the breakfast delivered by the restaurant was still hot.
Jiang Mo squatted down and tried to open the lunch box on the food cart, but the door opened from the inside.
Rong Luchi was wearing home clothes, his face was cold, and his hairstyle was not as meticulous as usual.
After opening the door, a cold aura emanated from the whole person.
"Good morning, Rong. We brought you breakfast. You must be tired. Take a shower and have breakfast."
Jiang Mo seemed not to notice his cold and gloomy expression, and squeezed in beside him with a pile of breakfast on a cart.
Gu Xingzhi and Mu Sen were terrified watching from the side.
"BOSS... Did we come at a wrong time?" Mu Sen wanted to say, if so, they should leave immediately.
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