Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

"Well……"

Different from the cold hands, He Jingyuan's lips carried scorching heat, burning Ruan Xiya's body.

The frowning brows slowly relaxed, and Ruan Xiya contentedly let He Jingyuan help her relieve the heat in her body.

The slightly cool palm slowly brushed over Ruan Xiya's shoulders and collarbone which were still a little red and swollen, He Jingyuan bent down and kissed her softly.

Seeing the new red marks on his skin, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and carried Ruan Xiya to the bedroom.

Gently put Ruan Xiya on the big bed, He Jingyuan didn't torture her anymore, leaned over and kissed her hard...

The night wind blew into the room, slowly blowing away the ambiguous sounds in the room and the man's heavy breathing.

The bright moon outside the window also seemed to be shyly hiding in the clouds because of the ambiguity in this room.

……

Outside the door, Fu Yang hung up the phone with a cold face and frowned tightly.

He knows that the husband hates being disturbed the most now, but... it was the old man who had the accident, so he had to tell the husband.

The matter is too urgent. If the old man...something really happens, he is afraid that he will be stripped alive by Mr....

Although, if he goes to knock on the door now, he will inevitably be angered by Mr.

Feeling stuck, he lit a candle for himself, and Fu Yang bit the bullet and straightened his suit.

He walked to the door lightly, listened to the movement inside the door, and after confirming that the room was quiet, he gritted his teeth and knocked on the door.

"gentlemen……"

There was silence inside the door, and there was no sound for a long time.

Just when Fu Yang raised his hand to knock on the door again, the door in front of him was suddenly opened.

"What's up!?"

He Jingyuan glared at Fu Yang standing outside the door with a gloomy face, his eyes were deep.

Startled by He Jingyuan's gloomy face, Fu Yang swallowed his saliva in a hopeless manner, before he said: "The old man has an accident, I want you to go over there!"

As soon as the words fell, the door in front of him slammed shut with a "snap".

The frightened Fu Yang: "..."

What can he do?He is also very desperate!

The mobile phone in his pocket buzzed twice, Fu Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and took out the mobile phone with trembling hands.

"Prepare a suit and women's clothes, and they will be delivered to the room in half an hour. Contact the private jet and leave in half an hour!"

Seeing the news, Fu Yang was so excited that he almost cried.

He almost really thought that Mr. was obsessed with gentleness...

In the room, He Jingyuan walked to the bed, looked deeply at the little woman who was sleeping peacefully on the bed with deep eyes, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.

"Ruan Ruan, wait for me to come back!"

After speaking, he turned and went into the bathroom.

……

At the same time, Bai Wanrou sighed, and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the crystal lamp above her head in some confusion, Bai Wanrou frowned.

What a tattered aesthetic, even installing a crystal lamp in the bedroom!

Lying on the bed and complaining to the crystal lamp above her head for several seconds, she rubbed her aching head, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she suddenly remembered something, and quickly touched the phone from the bedside and dialed the number.

"Last night... what happened!?"

"What's going on!? He Jingyuan gave you sleeping pills."

The crow ate the lollipop contentedly, and responded somewhat casually to Bai Wanrou.

"What! What about Ruan Xiya, where is Ruan Xiya!?"

Unexpectedly, He Jingyuan would destroy her plan, Bai Wanrou's face turned pale, and her scarlet nails tightly clutched the bed sheet under her body.