Chapter 227: How Many Accidents Are You Going To Give Me? 5
His ambiguous tone made Yu Nianen a little confused for a moment, but she soon realized that he was talking about that matter again.
Not only did he say it, but he also acted on it, with the intention of starting another war.
"I can't do it anymore... I don't want it anymore, I'm really tired... I want to sleep," she struggled to dodge, but seeing that the man didn't listen, she turned around, shortened her body, and called out softly, "
deep……"
After being with him for so long, she still understood more or less what could make this man angry and what could make him happy.
But the only thing we don’t understand is each other’s true feelings!
Rong Beiming smiled with satisfaction. This was the effect he wanted. He didn't believe he couldn't subdue this little woman.
"Really?" He held her tightly in his arms, "Sleep!"
In fact, he was also a little tired. Although the drunkenness had subsided, the argument between the two during the day was still a little nerve-wracking.
After a while, the sound of even breathing sounded in the room.
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Yu Nianen was awakened by a cool feeling. She slowly opened her eyes and found that she was lying on her stomach, so she buried her face in the pillow.
"Don't move," Rong Beiming sat cross-legged next to her and was applying ointment to a certain area of her body.
No wonder she felt cold. She suddenly tried to push herself up, but was held down by a big hand: "Be obedient, and don't move again later!"
"Where did you get the ointment?" She actually didn't feel any pain, so it didn't matter if she didn't apply the ointment.
"Brought it from home."
"Who did you ask to send it? Isn't it embarrassing?"
"I drove myself to get it, don't you think it's embarrassing to throw it away?" Rong Beiming packed up the ointment angrily and threw it on the bedside table, then massaged her gently with his big hands.
Early in the morning, I called someone to bring over the car that was parked at the 'Emperor' last night, and went back to get the medicine myself. I knew that she was shallow, so I worked hard on myself.
I brought the ointment and applied it once to her while she was sleeping. This was the second time.
Although he felt that he was out of his mind to love her, pamper her, and indulge her without any bottom line, when he saw the faded fingerprints, his mood was happy.
"What time is it now? Don't you go to work? Actually, I don't feel pain either, so you don't have to bother me so much."
"It doesn't hurt anymore? I'll focus on it next time so you can remember it better."
Yu Nianen shut her mouth, and after a while, asked again: "Are you okay?" Why did it feel like he was not massaging, but taking advantage of me?
"This ointment was given by Feng. It's the best for healing and won't leave any traces." Rong Beiming stared at her graceful curves and moved away reluctantly.
"That's good. If you want to do anything in the future, you won't have to worry about me asking a forensic doctor to assess the injury. Just put some medicine on it and it'll be fine."
"Don't talk about yourself so pitifully. If I really hit you hard, how would you have a chance to identify the injury? You can just do an autopsy."
"Did you rinse your mouth when you got up in the morning? It smells so bad?"
A touch of warmth appeared on Rong Beiming's handsome face. He reached out and ate the tofu on the area where she had applied the ointment: "Lie down and wait for the ointment to dry before getting up to avoid contamination on your clothes."
After saying that, he got up and got out of bed and entered the bathroom.
Yu Nianen heard the sound of water rushing from the bathroom, reached out and took the phone over, and when he saw it, he realized that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.