Rong Zhaonan naturally sensed it too. He paused, then reached back and rubbed her clothes several times, almost making her cry out, before getting up.
"You...you...you scoundrel!" Ning Yuan couldn't help but shrink back in shame, clutching her clothes, and instinctively cursed.
As Rong Zhaonan fastened his cufflinks, he asked, "Isn't it okay for my own woman?"
Seeing his expression, Ning Yuan didn't dare to say no. She bit her lip and remained silent, obediently curling up in the corner.
Domineering, bastard, pervert...
She was both angry and ashamed, and she cursed him in her heart.
What happened in one night completely overturned her understanding of Rong Zhaonan.
He used to be clear-headed and aloof, but the first time he took veterinary drugs and stayed up all night in a large water vat, he didn't touch her.
He used to be a perfectly upright gentleman. When the two slept in the same bed, he never crossed the line. He would often sit against the wall and cultivate immortality.
He was someone who wanted to stay as far away from her as possible after she kissed him in a daze and hugged him all night, so how did he become like this?
Rong Zhaonan could tell from Ning Yuan's expression that she was cursing him in her heart.
He didn't mind, put his hands in his pockets, looked at her, and smiled slightly: "Since you already know your identity as my wife, I'll give you time to adjust. I can wait until you go to college."
You could even wait until she finishes college before having children.
Hearing this, Ning Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. At least until she went to university, he wouldn't touch her.
She still has time to figure out a solution...
Seeing Ning Yuan's relieved expression, Rong Zhaonan's eyes flashed with a glint of amusement: "Did you understand?"
Ning Yuan said softly, "Mmm."
Seeing her looking like she had no choice but to bow her head under someone else's roof, Rong Zhaonan chuckled and said, "I'll go boil some water for you, wash up, and go to bed early. You have school tomorrow morning."
When Rong Zhaonan came out of the house with a kettle to boil water, Ning Yuan finally collapsed.
She buried her face in the blanket, her mind a blank and feverish mess.
The sensation of his touch seemed to linger on her body.
Oh no... How did fate suddenly take such a wrong turn?
What triggered him tonight? Why did he suddenly explode?
They agreed to go their separate ways, with him becoming his boss Rong and her becoming his female boss.
She even thought that if Rong Zhaonan helped her find her biological parents, she would give him and his wife a super big red envelope when they got married.
Now that he suddenly believes she is his girlfriend, his wife... of course he won't agree to get a divorce certificate.
Then... what about his wife in his past life?
Ning Yuan felt flustered and guilty, as if she had stolen something from someone else.
She went to take a shower in a daze, and then went back to her room in a daze and climbed into the super big bed that had been pushed together.
She slept on the outer side, and Rong Zhaonan slept on the inner side.
But this time, Rong Zhaonan placed his hand on her slender waist and half-embraced her.
Ning Yuan stiffened for a moment: "You... you said you wouldn't touch me before I went to university..."
"I won't touch you, but Old Xu said it's normal for husband and wife to cuddle while sleeping." The man's hoarse, cold voice rang in her ear.
Ning Yuan's ears were very sensitive, and she shuddered instantly. With his broad, strong, and hot chest pressed against her back, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
"But...but I can't sleep like this, I'm not used to it!" She tried to hunch her back.
But the next moment, she was pulled back into the man's arms: "Then start getting used to it from now on."
Ning Yuan couldn't win an argument, couldn't win a fight, and couldn't escape.
She had no choice but to lean stiffly against his chest, clutching her pillow.
Fortunately, his hands didn't reach upwards or downwards; they simply held her waist respectfully.
Ning Yuan still slept with her arms tucked between her legs, afraid that his hands would wander off, especially with his gun pointed at her with a menacing look!
She remained frozen in place, her mind going through alternating hot and cold sensations. She was exhausted after a long day, and the struggle and commotion she had just endured had finally caused her eyelids to droop.
Ning Yuan was still asleep.
The person behind her was perfectly lucid; Rong Zhaonan's narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes were fixed intently on the girl in his arms.
He never intended to sleep with the girl tonight.
First, he was afraid it would be too much of a shock to her and affect her studies for the college entrance examination; second, he was worried that he would not be able to stop once he started having sex.
Tonight's performance was simply to force her to face reality—she was his woman.
The previous agreement is null and void; they will not divorce, and she should not even think about having any possibility with other men beyond ordinary friendship.
By the moonlight streaming through the window, Rong Zhaonan looked at the two hickeys on Ning Yuan's slender neck and slightly curved his lips.
Tonight's tactical objectives have been successfully achieved.
As for his spoils... they were even more delicious than he had imagined.
Rong Zhaonan pulled his strong, slender arms together, lowered his head, and breathed heavily as he sucked on her small ear.
No wonder my former comrades who were married or had partners always had such an unspeakable look on their faces.
However, he restrained himself and did not take any further action. He closed his eyes and nestled Ning Yuan into sleep like a large wild beast cuddling its little female.
...
When Ning Yuan went to class the next day, she was still completely distracted.
This happened for two consecutive classes, and Ye Chengxin even gave him a good scolding.
Ning Yuan returned after listening to the reprimand with her head hanging low, looking listless.
Looking at her, Ou Minglang was puzzled: "What were you doing last night? You weren't concentrating in class. Aren't you afraid you'll lose to me in the mock exam this Tuesday?!"
Ning Yuan glanced at Ou Minglang, then slumped onto the table in frustration: "So what if we lose?"
What should she do?
Does she have to sleep with Rong Zhaonan every night from now on? She... can't handle it at all!
Ou Minglang was stunned. What was wrong with this little money-grubber? He wasn't even afraid of losing a mock exam anymore?
"You lost, aren't you afraid I'll make you do something embarrassing?" Seeing that she was unhappy, Ou Minglang simply imitated her and lazily lay on the table.
The two were practically face to face. Ning Yuan was distracted and didn't notice anything amiss: "Let's talk about it after you pass the exam!"
Ou Minglang lay down and realized that he was almost face to face with Ning Yuan. Her big, dark eyes were dreamy and reflected his image.
He was taken aback, blushed slightly, and quickly straightened up: "Then I have to beat you!!"
Lin Juanzi watched them chatting and laughing, with no one else able to get a word in edgewise, and she bit her lower lip hard.
But she didn't swear or provoke people as recklessly as before.
Because Ou Minglang would completely ignore her and would protect Ning Yuan.
Her eyes were filled with jealousy and coldness, but she sat there expressionless, lost in thought.
After school, she walked out of the school gate without looking back, carrying her bag. She was also a day student and lived at Director Wang's house.
"Juanzi, shall I take you home?" Two male classmates greeted her warmly.
Lin Juanzi was, after all, the school beauty; beauty always makes people want to pursue her.
Lin Juanzi gave them a cold and annoyed look, then pushed her bike toward the school gate.
One of the male students tried to push his bike and chase after them, but another grabbed the handlebars: "Don't go, didn't you see those people talking to Lin Juanzi at the school gate?"
The boy looked in the direction his companion pointed out, and sure enough, he saw Lin Juanzi talking to five or six young men who looked a bit shady.
"Aren't those the hooligans from the second year of high school?" he exclaimed in surprise.
The companion whispered, "Don't be fooled by the fact that they're a year younger than us. Some of them are actually the same age as us, but they just couldn't keep up with the grades and were placed in the second year of high school."
In any era, there were always school bullies or delinquents near the school gates.
"What are those people looking for Juanzi for? Is she in trouble?" the boy asked worriedly.
His companion shook his head and pulled him away: "Does she look like she's in trouble? She went over to chat with them on her own initiative."
Moreover, Lin Juanzi seemed quite familiar with those people; they clearly knew each other.
The school beauty was not someone to mess with, so the two boys quickly rode away on their bikes.
...
Several more days passed in the blink of an eye.
Rong Zhaonan prepares breakfast for Ning Yuan every morning before she goes to school.
When she got up this morning, she saw soy milk, fried dough sticks, and steamed buns on the table.
"Are you up?" A tall, imposing figure entered through the door, wearing a white, fitted Type 78 police uniform, blue trousers and leather shoes, and a peaked cap.
The brim of his peaked cap pressed down on his sharp eyebrows, making him appear even more handsome and dashing.
Ning Yuan was stunned. She had never seen Rong Zhaonan in any uniform before, but she never expected him to look so incredibly handsome in it!
He's a hundred times more handsome than usual! That aloof yet authoritative aura...
"What, is it pretty?" He raised an eyebrow teasingly and pulled her off the bed.
Ning Yuan blushed as he held her, quickly changing the subject: "You... how did you become a policeman?"
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