Chapter 4886 She Is Not a Face 2000 Words

In the originally cold and unbearable night, under the warmth beside her, her face rested well.

Early the next morning, when Rong Yan woke up, it was already bright outside.

He reached for the communication device on the table beside him and looked at it. It was already eight o'clock in the morning.

Something suddenly came to mind, and he turned around and looked at the other side of the bed.

That side of the bed was empty, nothing.

Rongyan reached out and touched it. The temperature on the bed had already cooled down. It was obvious that he had been away for a long time.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling.

While he breathed a sigh of relief, he seemed to have an extremely complicated feeling.

She had never seen such a man before, who could be so affectionate and persistent that it made people feel heartbroken, and yet so rogue that she couldn't help but want to strangle him to death.

Just when she thought he was a good guy and she had misunderstood him before, he was so bad that it made people grit their teeth and made her want to strangle him immediately.

When she finally decided to kill him, he was always so affectionate and gentle, making her feel that all his actions were excusable, and there was no way she could kill him.

Every time she saw him, her eyes could not help but be attracted to him.

It was as if he was the South Pole of the magnet and she was the North Pole.

As long as they meet, her eyes and all her thoughts will be attracted to him.

She couldn't understand what this was like.

Is this what is called liking?

But, how is this possible?

It was too late for her to hate the stinky gangster. If she didn't want to kill him every minute for Little Mango's sake, how could she possibly like him.

Rongyan stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, covered his head, and turned vigorously on the bed.

However, her dreams from last night and the night before flashed uncontrollably in her mind.

She actually...she actually dreamed about the same scene for two days in a row, dreaming that she was with that stinky gangster Yun Yi.

In the dream, the strong and tight muscles on his body swayed in front of her eyes, sweat fell from his forehead, and there was a sexy and beautiful smile on his handsome face.

The long, slender hands went down along the curve of her body, sliding over every part of her body, causing waves of tremors.

Then bring her to one peak of extreme pleasure after another.

Every feeling in her body was too real, and every scene in front of her was experienced by herself, not like she was dreaming.

A hoarse voice kept shouting in her ears, "Look, look, look..."

"Appearance?"

Rongyan opened his eyes suddenly and took a few sharp breaths.

If Yun Yi approached her not because of the Su family's rough stone, then there was only one possibility.

She really looks very similar to his wife, that is, in appearance.

That's why Yun Yi was like this, pestering her again and again and caring for her meticulously.

The deep affection in his eyes when he looked at her could not be deceived.

However, she is not about appearance, she is not!

He reached out and pulled the quilt over his head, and rolled several times on the bed irritably.

If that bastard Yun Yi saw her, he would probably laugh at her again and say she was as stupid as a child.

No, no, why does she always think of him?

The stinking gangster, the dead gangster, he wouldn't let her go even in his dreams.

But why would she have such a dream?

And...and it was two nights in a row.

People say that you have something to think about every day and something to dream about at night.

Could it be that the reason why she dreams about these things is because she actually longs for it deep in her heart...

No, that's definitely not the case.

It must be that damn gangster Yun Yi who always does those strange things to her before she goes to bed and hugs her tightly, so she has such a dream.

Yes, that’s it, it must be like that!

After finally straightening out his thoughts, Rong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The body has returned to normal at this moment, there is no burning fire, and there is no biting coldness, as if everything that happened last night was just an illusion.

But looking at the slightly sunken marks on the bed beside her, she knew clearly that everything last night was true.

Biting her lip, she looked at it for a moment, then turned around and went to the bathroom.

After washing up, I just walked out of the house when the communication device placed on the table beside me started ringing.

Rong Yan stepped forward, reached out and took it, and looked at the small screen of the communication device. The words "Little Mango" were displayed on it.

Little mango? What's this? Who would call such a weird name?

After thinking about it, she pressed the answer button on the communicator, and a delicate little face was projected into the air from the communicator. It was the child she saw with Yun Yi when she was at the auction house that day.

She had completely passed out after leaving the auction house. She had been disturbed by that stinky gangster Yun Yi for the past two days and had not paid attention to the communication device.

It turns out his name is Little Mango!

However, the parents of this little guy don't know what they think. It would be too irresponsible to give their son such a weird name.

Rongyan couldn't hold it back and complained silently.

As soon as this person finished complaining, the other person couldn't help but sneeze.

She raised her hand and touched her nose. She didn't know who was scolding her behind her back.

Seeing her sneezing, Little Mango said hurriedly, "Mommy, what's wrong with you? Are you sick and have a cold?"

Seeing the little guy's concerned little face, and his squishy appearance that still had baby fat, he couldn't help but look at him with a warm smile.

"It's okay, I just choked on the dust.

Little Mango, do you have a problem with me? "

Hearing that she was not sick, Little Mango nodded in relief, looked at her with a smile, and asked softly. "Mommy, do you have time today?"

The innocent little face and the eyes that smiled like two crescent moons instantly blocked all the words that Rong Yan wanted to reject.

A few words went over and over in my mind, and I finally said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Mommy promised last time that if I miss you, I can go find you.

I miss you now, can I go find you? "Little Mango glanced at her cautiously, as if he was afraid that she would disagree.

The pitiful look on his face made his heart soften instantly, "Okay."

When Little Mango heard Rong Yan's answer, a big smile immediately bloomed on his face again.

"Well, thank you, Mommy. I'll send the meeting address to your communicator right away."

Looking at the face, smiling and nodding, Little Mango hung up the communicator.

Next to him, Yun Yi glanced at him with disgust, "You stopped talking in such a milky voice last year."

Little Mango looked at him with even more disgust, "The most important thing is to be able to deal with Mommy. Unlike you, we have met so many times, and every time we meet, Mommy will only hate you more.

At the rate you are going, you will be single for the rest of your life. "