However, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
"Really?" She smiled and looked at the ring on her hand, saying, "This ring must be expensive."
Hua Nanyue remained silent.
Rong Shang touched it, then turned to look at him. "Why did you give me this?"
"..." The man's eyes flashed, and he became nervous. "No, it's nothing."
Rong Shang smiled and joked, "I think it's better to give a ring when proposing."
"..."
squeak!
With a sharp sound, the car braked.
Rong Shang's body lurched forward and then bounced back.
“I didn’t mean that,” he said. “It was your birthday that day, and I didn’t know what to give you.”
He was explaining, using flimsy reasons.
Rong Chang listened quietly.
But then he scratched his head in frustration, "It's not what you think."
Oh dear, what is he talking about?!
Hua Nanyue was convinced of her own shortcomings.
He pursed his lips, trying to appear calm.
"nothing."
That's how it is; you can give them away whenever you want.
He restarted the car.
The shadows of the trees outside the window fell on his face, leaving layers of shadows.
Rong Shang looked at him with a beaming smile.
For some reason, I find him much cuter than Hua Xichen and Hua Beixing.
He was neither as rigid as Hua Xichen nor as inflexible as Hua Beixing.
When they returned home that night, Mrs. Hua was still awake.
The moment she saw Rong Shang, she called her over to her alone.
Rong Shang sighed inwardly, feeling that she was about to cause trouble for her again.
Unexpectedly, she was asking her to take good care of Hua Xichen.
Why is it Hua Xichen instead of Hua Beixing or Hua Nanyue?
Rong Shang roughly guessed that Hua Xichen was the true dominant personality.
The personality that Mrs. Hua recognized was the one that had been with her the longest.
That was her son.
It's already good enough that they didn't cause her any trouble.
Rong Shang nodded, "I will."
Even without her, Hua Xichen can take care of himself.
He's not a child anymore.
But, "Where is Auntie going?"
She lives at home anyway, so it would be more reassuring to let her take care of herself.
Mrs. Hua looked at her for a while, sighed, and finally said with a smile, "Auntie has to go back now. Xichen's father is still waiting for me at home."
Oh, I see.
Rong Chang raised both hands in agreement.
She returned to her room in the early hours of the morning, but Hua Nanyue was still awake.
He was standing at the window making a phone call when he saw her come in, and he immediately hung up.
Seeing his nervous expression, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who is it?"
He said, "You don't know him."
Rong Shang narrowed her eyes but didn't say anything more.
Later, feeling sleepy, she went to the bathroom to change into her pajamas.
I went straight to bed after I came out.
The air conditioner in the room was just turned on, and the temperature was quite high.
Rong Chang was not covered with a blanket.
She lay flat on her back obediently.
Not long after Hua Nanyue returned from drinking water, he glanced at her.
My gaze lingered for a moment when I saw her long, fair, and smooth legs.
"Go to sleep," came the woman's calm voice.
Hua Nanyue withdrew her gaze and walked over, lying down directly beside her.
There was a depression on the left side, and Rong Shang smelled the faint fragrance of the man's bath.
She didn't feel disgusted at all; instead, she turned her body to the side and moved a little closer to him.
The hem of her skirt slipped down, revealing her thighs.
Hua Nanyue glanced down subconsciously, her breath catching in her throat.
His entire body tensed up, which Rong Shang noticed.
She even asked him, "Is it pretty?"
One sentence was enough to make him look away from her.
Hua Nanyue turned her face away, her earlobes slightly red.
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