Shang Shaoheng raised his eyelids to look at her, then slowly took off the ring and put it on her middle finger, saying, "Do it again."
Jiang Rong: “…”
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Jiang Rong didn't know what evil plan Shang Shaoheng had in mind, so she decided to calm herself down first and asked, "Why are you proposing to me?"
"Didn't you see?" Shang Shaoheng said, "My mother wants me to marry you."
Jiang Rong: "I didn't realize you were still a mama's boy."
Shang Shaoheng hesitated for two seconds and asked, "What does 'mama's boy' mean?"
Jiang Rong: “.”
"It means that I have a very good relationship with my mother." She fooled Shang Shaoheng.
"That's not me." Shang Shaoheng said, "I've always liked to go against her since I was a child."
"You're quite proud of going against Mom." Jiang Rong took off the ring on her hand and put it into Shang Shaoheng's hand, saying, "Wait until you want to marry me yourself, then ask me if I want to marry you."
Shang Shaoheng: "What's the difference?"
"Maybe it doesn't make any difference." Jiang Rong looked at Shang Shaoheng's deep eyes and smiled, "But I don't think that day will come."
"Shang Shaoheng, have you ever loved anyone in all these years?"
Shang Shaoheng's face was cold: "No."
Jiang Rong pushed him away and said, "Then don't propose so casually. Maybe you will meet the person you love in the future."
She wanted to leave, but Shang Shaoheng grabbed her wrist.
Jiang Rong lowered her eyes, and Shang Shaoheng met hers. "If there comes a day like that, will you agree?"
"...Maybe." Jiang Rong said ambiguously, "I never make decisions for my future self."
The ring in his hand was a little uncomfortable, but Shang Shaoheng still handed it to Jiang Rong and said, "If I really meet such a person, I will ask you to return it."
Jiang Rong smiled and said, "Okay."
"Then I'm going to bed first."
Jiang Rong went upstairs, and Shang Shaoheng said behind her: "Maybe you shouldn't come back."
Jiang Rong stopped and nodded: "Jiang Ci also told me the same thing."
"But I don't have any other hobbies. Like you, I'm born with a rebellious streak and I just like to go against people." Jiang Rong leaned on the railing and looked down at Shang Shaoheng, his eyes sparkling and his smile bright. "In a sense, we are the same people."
Shang Shaoheng looked at her mysteriously for a while, then suddenly walked up the stairs and stood two steps below her. Their heights were almost the same, and they could finally look at each other at eye level.
Jiang Rong cautiously wanted to step back: "You..."
Shang Shaoheng suddenly grabbed her waist and lifted her up with force.
He walked to the end of the stairs, placed the ginger paste on the railing, and looked at her closely: "It's still different."
Jiang Rong didn't know what was wrong with him, but there was nothing behind her. As long as Shang Shaoheng pushed her lightly, she would fall directly from the second floor.
She really didn't like the feeling of having her life controlled by others.
"...What's the difference?" Jiang Rong asked.
Shang Shaoheng didn't say anything. He just licked the carotid artery on Jiang Rong's neck gently in front of her astonished eyes, and then his sharp teeth scratched across the thin skin. Jiang Rong even had the illusion that she would be torn to pieces by him in the next moment.
"Shang Shaoheng?" Jiang Rong pursed her lips. "What on earth are you..."
Shang Shaoheng raised his hand and pressed it against her heart, saying, "You are different from me. The blood pumped out from here is still warm."
Jiang Rong wanted to call him crazy, because everyone's heart wouldn't have warm blood flowing out of it, but Shang Shaoheng suddenly buried his head in the crook of her neck and said in a hoarse voice, "My mother just said that if I don't marry you, she'll arrange for someone else to marry you."
Jiang Rong was stunned.
"I'm not very happy about what she said." Shang Shaoheng continued: "You shouldn't be branded by others until I get tired of you."
Jiang Rong tilted her head slightly and grabbed Shang Shaoheng's collar: "Then why are you unhappy?"
"Like when you were little, your favorite toy was taken away from you? Or your parents asked you to share your candy with other children?"
Jiang Rong put his arm around Shang Shaoheng's neck, carelessly stroked his head, and said, "You're just possessive."
Shang Shaoheng's cheek was pressed against hers, their lips almost touching. "Possessive?"
Jiang Rong: "Actually, I can understand that. I still have a possessive feeling towards Jiang Nian. I wouldn't be happy if he turned around and got together with Jiang Panyu."
"Okay, I've answered your question. Can you put me down now?"
Shang Shaoheng looked at her for several seconds before saying, "Maybe it's more than just possessiveness."
Jiang Rong's expression slowly changed.
The two of them were so close that they could sense each other's slightest physical changes, not to mention that Shang Shaoheng's changes were not slight.
She pursed her lips and said, "Let me go."
Not only did Shang Shaoheng not let go, he even nudged her obscenely and raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Jiang, how do I explain my desire for you now?"
Teacher Jiang just wanted to jump up and smash his head off.
Shang Shaoheng was the most self-righteous person she had ever seen when it came to being a hooligan.
If she hadn't been relying on Shang Shaoheng to hold her up so that she wouldn't fall, she would have definitely slapped him in the face.
Jiang Rong took a deep breath and said, "If it really doesn't work out, why not find a girlfriend?"
"Holding it in for too long is bad for both your body and mind."
Shang Shaoheng slowly stroked her waist, and Jiang Rong got goose bumps. He gritted his teeth and said, "Shang Shaoheng, if you dare to do anything to me, I will kill you."
"Why are you so nervous?" Shang Shaoheng's tone remained indifferent, but there was a hint of lust between his eyebrows. "Didn't you light this fire yourself?"
"Why didn't I see you being so aggressive when you licked my Adam's apple in the hotel?"
Jiang Rong: “…”
If she could go back to the past, she would strangle herself to death.
"When I was still very young," Shang Shaoheng said slowly, "many people wanted to get into my bed. There were a lot of ruffians in the military academy, and at night, the only topics of conversation were missions and women."
"They talk about how good women are and how soft their bodies are, but I'm not interested. I think it's not as fun as shooting at a moving target."
His dark, colorless eyes stared at Jiang Rong quietly. "Now I believe what they said. At least your body is very soft, as if you have no bones."
Jiang Rong: “…”
You are worthy of being Shang Shaoheng, as you can make dirty jokes in a serious manner.
Shang Shaoheng lowered his voice a little, "Jiang Rong, if I were to take you apart and look at you, would there be bones inside the skin and flesh?"
Jiang Rong: “.”
Jiang Rong couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed Shang Shaoheng's head and blocked his mouth.
Shang Shaoheng was stunned for a moment, then became even more ferocious than her. He bit her lips and even wanted to bite the tip of her tongue.
It was definitely not a kiss, as both of them tasted blood.
Shang Shaoheng, however, wanted to swallow her whole while enjoying the blood. He chased her tongue, licked her teeth, teased her sensitive palate, and forced her to raise her head like a swan waiting to be slaughtered.
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