Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Although her drinking capacity is not good, she will not get drunk after drinking fruit wine.

Zhuo Shu was outside and everything he saw was an illusion.

"It seems that the longest road I, Zhuo Shu, have traveled is Miss Yao Rong's routine. Tell me, what do you want me to do now?" Zhuo Shu teased her cynically.

Then, the man thought for a while and said, "Do you want to play something else?"

"Who said I want to play with you? Now I want to cripple you so that you don't go out to recruit girls." She walked aside.

"Zhuo Shu doesn't dare." The man said in a deep voice.

"Bang." Yao Rong took the soft whip and flicked it a few times. He looked at him coldly, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin and said, "Don't you dare? Or do you want to?"

Zhuo Shu pursed his lips, suddenly raised his head, and secretly kissed her lips.

His hands and feet were tied by her, but he could still move his body.

Yao Rong laughed inexplicably as she listened, took half a step back, and fell down on the sofa. She turned her head and looked at Zhuo Shu. She was angry and hateful, but she actually found it funny.

"Miss Yao, you are welcome. Now that you have figured it out? Are you ready to forgive Zhuo?" Zhuo Shuo was full of teasing, but she reached out and pinched his skin hard.

She slapped him on the body and said, "Be quiet!"

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, you will look good." Yao Rong said coldly.

She put her head aside and turned around to get the medicine box.

She applied the medicine on him, touched his scar with her fingertips, and said, "Actually, it's okay if there's a little scar, it's just..."

She said with a drunken nose.

"The scar on your back when you saved me is still there." Yao Rong said, touching his waist with her fingertips and looking at a long knife wound there.

She didn't know that Yao Shengming sent someone to kill him, but Zhuo Shu avoided it because of his skill! Otherwise, if it had been anyone else, they would have died long ago.

"How can I let you bear it alone?" Yao Rong said softly.

Seeing him covered in various injuries symbolizes that he has experienced life and death and climbed out of the gate of hell.

"It will be fine." Zhuo Shuo's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't bear to see her like this.

Outside, there was a faint sound.

"Yao Rong." Yao Shengming's voice sounded from next door.

Yao Rong and Zhuo Shu looked at each other, and she suddenly thought that when she came over, the alternate doors on the balcony were not closed.

"I'll go take a look." Yao Rong stood up and walked outside.

Zhuo Shu moved his lips and wanted to stop her, but Yao Rong walked out quickly.

Yao Shengming pushed the door open and came in. He saw that the room was empty. He walked around to the balcony and saw a door in the center of the balcony. He strode forward.

"Rong Rong." When Yao Shengming stepped forward, he saw Mo's tall figure walking towards this side.

The loose white shirt exposed her slender legs, making her graceful figure even more beautiful.

"Rong Rong." His voice was hoarse and he looked at her crimson cheeks.

The man's dark eyes looked down her cheek and saw the dense kiss marks on her white and sexy neck.

"What's wrong with you?" Yao Rong's voice was cold and she kept her distance from him.

Yao Shengming closed his black eyes in pain, turned his head and looked ahead, overlooking the street scene, took off his coat and handed it to her.

His words made her startled, and she looked down at her body.

"No, if nothing happens, you can leave." Yao Rong retreated to the darkness and said with his hands on his chest.

Yao Shengming reached out and grabbed the plate of cactus on the balcony, holding it tightly! His black eyes flashed coldly, but the corners of his mouth curled up into a painful smile.

"Yes, you can really leave if you have nothing to do." Yao Shengming laughed deeply.