Rong Junlie drove Luo Yan to a restaurant that looked small. The location was so remote that it was close to the suburbs. No one thought that there would be such an exquisite restaurant hidden in a remote place. This was why Luo Yan was entering.
The conclusion was reached later.
From the outside, this store looks like an ordinary home-cooked restaurant, but inside it is decorated in a simple and dignified ancient Chinese style, with mahogany tables and chairs, screens and porcelain vases. As you look around, it looks antique.
As soon as they entered the door, a woman wearing a cheongsam came up to them. She first greeted Rong Junlie and Luo Yan politely, and then led them in.
This waitress, who looks elegant and quiet, is gentle and polite but not too humble, making her feel very comfortable.
Luo Yan was already surprised by this amazing and exquisite classical decoration style. What was even more unexpected was that there was only one table in this place.
In the center of the store entrance, there is a small square table for two, two carved chairs, and a screen behind it. Separated by a screen is the kitchen at the back. This layout looks simple and exquisite.
It is so comfortable, coupled with the wonderful aroma that floats from behind from time to time, it is simply intoxicating.
Rong Junlie could see that Luo Yan liked her very much, so he did not rush to take credit and interrupt her happy face. Instead, he thoughtfully helped her pull out a chair and sit down, spread out handkerchiefs and set the tableware. These things should be done by the waiter.
He did it all himself.
The waitress was sent away by Rong Junlie after leading them in. It was obvious that Rong Junlie did not want others to disturb his and Luo Yan's time together.
After sitting for a short time, the freshly brewed tea was served first.
The waitress who was proficient in tea ceremony poured tea for Rong Junlie and Luo Yan respectively, and then motioned for them to taste it.
Rong Junlie knew more about wine than tea, and was not very interested in the tea ceremony. After taking it, he blew it and drank it in one gulp. At the end, he even commented that it was good.
Luo Yan doesn't understand tea, she only knows how to drink it.
He blew a gentle breath and took advantage of the steaming heat to take a mouthful. It was a bit hot, but he didn't swallow it in a hurry. Instead, he waited for the rich fragrance to spread in his mouth.
She swallowed it slowly bit by bit. After only tasting such a small mouthful, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Good tea.
Thick but not strong, quiet but not heavy, mellow but not greasy.
Even though she, Luo Yan, didn't understand tea ceremony, she could tell from the taste that this tea was worth a lot of money.
The most wonderful flavor of a good pot of tea can only be found in the first three water changes. After these three times, even if it is still fragrant, it is no longer so pure and attractive, and has lost its value.
So after changing the water for them three more times, the waitress went down with the tea set to prepare the dishes.
After sipping the tea, Luo Yan was even more looking forward to the dishes here. She didn't even bother to talk to Rong Junlie, who had been waiting for her praise with glaring eyes, and just stared behind the screen eagerly, waiting for the food to be served.
Although Rong Junlie had called the chef here to prepare it early on the way here, such a high-end and standard place with such level of care cannot be created by compressing time, so they have to continue
Wait patiently for a while.
The aroma of the pot of tea is still lingering around. Although it is not as strong as the entrance, it still makes people feel comfortable and comfortable when it smells in the nose and penetrates into the heart.
It was in such a gentle and comfortable atmosphere that Luo Yan suddenly felt a little confused. This was the first time that the relationship between her and Rong Junlie was so peaceful and harmonious, which made Luo Yan feel a little incredible.
However, Luo Yan did not show any surprise at all.
I don't know when it started - maybe after she was kidnapped and rescued? She has changed a lot unknowingly. She is no longer as innocent and stupid as before, saying whatever she thinks and thinking.
Put it on your face.
She finally realized how to store her true emotions - An Ling did a great job at this point, and she can learn from it! And it has begun to bear fruit.
At An's house just now, Rong Junlie's abnormally calm attitude frightened them all. No one could instantly accept this man's inexplicable and powerful contrast, but at least she did. No matter how surprised she was, she didn't show it.
come out.
"What are you thinking about?" Rong Junlie asked at this time. When Luo Yan was looking at him in trance, he was also looking at her.
He saw all her changes.
No one, not even Luo Yan's mother Xu Baozhu, could see the changes and growth of this little woman more clearly than Rong Junlie.
Because, what she had shown in front of him was all of her, shy, fragile, stingy, irritable, impatient, kind, bad-tempered, and poisonous...
Her beauties, and those characters that, although not beautiful, seemed to him lovely, were all displayed in front of him. He wrote them all down, and he was intoxicated by them before, and he was intoxicated by them now.
"This is almost the last time we get together alone before we start a new life, and you are still distracted..." Rong Junlie said with a smile, "You are really naughty!"
Rong Junlie's words were offensive, but his expression was calm, his voice was gentle, and there was a soft smile on his lips that had almost never appeared before.
This man, at this moment, because of his rare softness, is so handsome that people can't help but feel excited.
Luo Yan was slightly intoxicated at first by Rong Junlie's bewitching appearance, and then she sighed in her heart - well, it's the last time, this time, it's really the last time...
I don't know if it's because the moonlight tonight is too beautiful, or because Rong Junlie's smile is too intoxicating, but Luo Yan is already tipsy even though she hasn't even touched a drop of wine. When she just thought of this last thought, she felt very complicated for a moment.
I can't really tell what is there.
"Yan'er, we have to wait a little longer for the food to be served." Rong Junlie looked at his watch and said to Luo Yan. After that, he smiled and said, "Anyway, just sitting here and waiting is still waiting. We might as well chat.
Let’s chat to pass the time.”
Luo Yan smiled and nodded, looking at Rong Junlie's handsome features. Suddenly, two little faces appeared in her mind. They were equally cute and pink, but one had a smile and the other had light brows.
Wrinkled, one looks like her and the other looks like him.
Those are the faces of their sons, the former is Kai Kai who was raised by Luo Yan personally, and the latter is Rong Zhao who although he stayed with Rong Junlie, was disliked by him and secretly abused by An Ling.
Her Rong Zhao, that little child, is still at the age where he can act coquettishly in the arms of his parents, but his father dislikes him and is unwilling to approach him, while his mother doesn't care about approaching him without permission even if she wants him to death.
…
I can only be trapped in that nice mansion. At such a young age, I have a young and mature look, and my beautiful brows are almost always frowned.
Luo Yan felt distressed just thinking about Rong Zhao's signature frowning expression, and she almost blurted out: "Can you be nicer to Rong Zhao and stop denouncing him and alienating him?"
Rong Junlie didn't expect Luo Yan to ask such a question suddenly. He was stunned for a moment. After meeting her doubtful and curious eyes, his eyes flashed quickly. He asked calmly: "Really? Why did you suddenly mention Rong Zhao?"
Coming?"
Luo Yan panicked for a moment because she wasn't sure whether Rong Junlie's seemingly casual question was really a casual question, or if he already had some opinions in mind?
But Luo Yan really changed a lot. Even though she was a little panicked, her face was still calm. She could only maintain a calm face, smiled slightly and said: "Yes, I suddenly felt that Rong Zhao's childhood was different from
Mine seems to be."
Rong Junlie looked at Luo Yan quietly, did not rush to talk, and listened to her politely.
Luo Yan said slowly: "I grew up in a single-parent family, and my son Kaikai also grew up in a single-parent family. Whether as a child or as a mother of a child now, I know that
How important is a father’s affection to his children?”
"A child can live without a father, but he cannot lose his father's love, otherwise the father will be useless."
"You think you gave him a life of fine clothing and fine food, and gave him a status that everyone envied. You thought that was enough and you didn't owe him anything. But you may have never thought about it. Sometimes, what a child needs is not
There are so many valuable things that you think are valuable, but they are things that she thinks are precious. For example, a belated father's love."
Only then did Luo Yan finish her long words. Her tone was sincere and full of emotion. Not only was she moved, but Rong Junlie was also obviously given a new understanding by what she said. He did not answer immediately, and Luo Yan did not
He added with confidence:
"By the way, Rong Zhao is a sensitive child. Reactions from the outside world and changes in his family can cause him great panic and uneasiness. You must pay more attention to this aspect and don't let him hold back his own discomfort."
Rong Junlie had been listening to Luo Yan's speech quietly, with his face tilted slightly and holding a white porcelain tea cup in one hand. After hearing her last words, he nodded slightly and said seriously:
"Okay, I've written down everything you said."
With such a sentence, he actually agreed.
After having worked hard for a while, the kitchen began to serve dishes one after another. Most of them were Chinese dishes, coupled with a few authentic and delicious French desserts. Just looking at them made people's appetites whet their appetites.
So they started chatting while eating. Halfway through the meal, Rong Junlie naturally asked someone to open a bottle of red wine.
Luo Yan originally wanted to refuse, but she didn't dare to drink - especially at such a late hour, and she was accompanied by a man who was as strong as a wolf and a tiger - no, it was a man who was as powerful as a wolf and a tiger!
but……
The moonlight this night was as quiet and cool as water. At this moment, he was calm, gentle, soft and gentle. Watching such a rare scene was a kind of spiritual affirmation for him.
So, Luo Yan drank one glass after another without realizing it. By the end of the drink, she was immediately drunk, and she slightly squinted her eyes to look at the man sitting opposite.
He didn't say anything, just sitting there quietly.
At this moment, a strange emotion suddenly arose in Luo Yan's heart, like waves one after another, gently lapping at the rock of her soul. It was obvious that the movements were as gentle as a mother's touch at first, but later their frequency and intensity increased.
But it got louder and louder, making the sound of splashing waves and rushing water, as if the sea water was boiling, trying to boil all the waves inside.
It was at this moment, along with the boiling white waves, that a thought slowly emerged in Luo Yan's heart. It was so clear, so strong, and so fast that she was caught off guard and couldn't catch the direction in which she came, but she couldn't catch it.
It was said that they had buried her deeply, and the warm memories that were constantly swirling in her mind flashed past quickly, and in the end, only one sentence remained, flash, flash.
It turns out that she loves him so much.
Luo Yan didn't know what was going on. She had never been so harmonious and friendly with this man as she was today, and he was rare and quiet.
Luo Yan was pleasantly surprised by Rong Junlie's sudden and huge change, but she did not ask in detail. For some things, the less you know, the better.
But now, she suddenly understood one thing, she loved him, she actually loved him so much that she couldn't let him go.
Despite this, Luo Yan still knew that no matter what, she and Rong Junlie could not be together. Between them, it was not just An Ling who was causing trouble and An Yue who was causing trouble, and it was not just Luo Yan who was causing trouble.
The most important thing about the misunderstanding between Yan and An Yue, which cannot be ignored, is the disparity in status and hierarchy between Rong Junlie and Luo Yan.
Rong Junlie is a leader in the upper class, the center of the city's vanity fair, and almost occupies the commanding heights of the city's economic field. But she is just a single mother with an ordinary background.
This man once entangled with her, once worried about her death, once said that he must get her, etc., etc., these were all false, they all happened when they were entangled with each other, and they were confused and infatuated. It was him.
After he actually got married, got a regular job, and supported herself, he finally calmed down his unruly nature—perhaps just like he is now—and talked about his dreams calmly.
Or, she could believe that he really loved her.
However, from now on, he will also become "loved". He will have a noble, beautiful and generous wife, and will have an enviable marriage. He will still be the dazzling man who attracts everyone's attention...
And she, she was still her, maybe she had already married at that time, to an ordinary person like her, or maybe she was still unmarried, living with Kaikai and her mother...
In short, it is impossible for them to be together.
Luo Yan suddenly smiled, a little self-deprecating, yes, they can never be together. What a pity and helplessness. It is clear that they don't want to separate in their hearts, but this is their fate...
Luo Yan thought this, she didn't know what was going on, and suddenly she breathed a sigh of relief.
It was as if the dilemma she had been troubled and struggling with was finally relieved——
Even if she paid a painful price for this, she could finally break free from such a fruitless entanglement.
Thinking like this, Luo Yan suddenly felt relieved.
There is nothing that cannot be let go, only enough time.
Time can always make her forget him, the pain he has given, the joy he has given, and the deep love he has given.
They all had their own thoughts, and no one spoke again until the meal was finished.
Only an accident happened in the middle, a beautiful and intoxicating accident.
When Luo Yan was half full, she wanted to go to the toilet, but she stood up too quickly and walked too hastily. There happened to be soup on the ground that the waiter had spilled when delivering the dishes. She was so impatient.
The situation is slippery!
Then, Luo Yan's body immediately rushed forward, and she was about to have intimate contact with the earth. Even Luo Yan closed her eyes helplessly.
However, at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the arm she was waving unconsciously, and pulled hard. Then, Luo Yan felt herself being pulled into a familiar and warm embrace. In addition,
, there was also a soft touch of the same substance on my lips...
What happened just now? Luo Yan's mind was in a trance for a moment, and she asked herself in confusion.
Then, Luo Yan's confusion was immediately answered——
At this moment, Rong Junlie's soft and cool lips were accurately pressed on her lips, and his hot tongue restlessly wanted to pry open her defenses, and took advantage of her confusion and daze at this moment.
Entering, sucking her lips deeply.
As if the taste wasn't enough, he nibbled lightly, trying to pry open her defenses and go deep in to find out more.
There was a bang in her head, and she let him kiss her blankly. For a moment, she forgot to resist and didn't know how to respond. She just waited for his warm and soft tongue to drive straight in, like a flexible fish, with a vivid color.
The refreshing breath swept everywhere, swept over her tongue, and swept over her heart. She only felt a heat welling up from deep inside her heart, and her whole body suddenly felt hot and weak.
He had never kissed her so tenderly before, and this time she was immediately intoxicated, letting him move, and even responded to his tenderness intentionally or unintentionally.
If for Luo Yan, her current intoxication is enjoyment, for Rong Junlie, it is instinct.
He had endured it for a long time, and just now he saw her sitting in front of him so softly and obediently. She talked to him, she smiled so beautifully, she cared about Rong Zhao...she was so good! God, he was completely moved by her.
, although he still had a grudge against her in his heart regarding the matter between him and An Yue.
But now, he felt that no matter what, she was always her, she was kind, she was beautiful, she was worthy of his love, he... he really loved her, loved her so much.
This is the first time Rong Junlie has been honest with himself in his heart, the first time he has fallen in love with a woman, she is Luo Yan.
He admitted that he did love her, so much that he loved her hopelessly, so much that all his deep love and reluctance burst out at this moment. Now, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to kiss her!
He instinctively stretched out his hand and caught her at the critical moment when she was about to fall; he instinctively pulled her into his arms, letting her cling to him; he instinctively lowered his head, barely realizing what he was doing.
When he was about to do what, he had already captured her delicate lips.
Then, that familiar beauty came to him, and he couldn't control it at all, so he had no choice but to follow his own will.
Soon, Luo Yan's thin underwear was pulled away by him with one hand, causing her cheeks to turn red. She gasped against his hard chest, "No... don't do this..."
"You like me like this..." He gasped in a hard voice.
"No... there's someone..." God, this is a restaurant, how could he do this? Luo Yan was anxious, her pretty face was red. Although he couldn't resist his strong offensive, she was still very afraid that the two of them would lose control again.
Rong Junlie refused, he bit her earlobe in a low voice and said, "Don't be afraid, I have reserved the venue here..."
"Um..." Luo Yan muttered, and soon her lips were blocked again. Rong Junlie forcefully fed his tongue into her mouth. After a while of teasing, the two of them had already reached the bath.
To the point of being burned on fire.
"Little thing, give it to me, for the last time..." Rong Junlie bit her ear and gasped. Luo Yan was tickled by his breath, and she felt itchy there.
His big hot hands rubbed back and forth on her flat belly with some evil purpose. It wasn't until the woman's body in his arms finally softened that he quietly inserted his hand.
"I hate it, don't do it..." Luo Yan gasped and subconsciously tightened her legs. Unexpectedly, someone's claws pierced there, and she reached out and lifted her up.
"Hmm..." Luo Yan snorted shyly. Before she understood what was going on, his fingers penetrated her body.
When she came to her senses, she screamed, "Don't..."
"Let me love you for the last time..." Rong Junlie gasped, his deep eyes filled with scarlet light. He wanted her and was determined to get her, especially after knowing that she was about to become someone else's woman, he wanted her so badly
The desire is even deeper.
Luo Yan was panicked. She knew that no woman could stop the strong desire in his eyes.
So she grabbed his hand to prevent him from going any further, "No... we can't..."
But this time, Rong Junlie would not follow her so much. There was a hint of evil smile in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and moved his fingers in and out rhythmically.
Feeling her warmth sucking deeply into his thick, shiny fingers, he smiled evilly and continued to ask, "Little goblin, why don't you want it after this?"
"Uh... hate... no..."
"No..." Luo Yan bit her lips and gasped with her cheeks flushed.
Rong Junlie's eyes flashed, and he stabbed his fingers in hard, "You really don't want it?"
"Uh... no..." Luo Yan gasped rapidly, her breasts were plump and trembling with excitement.
As Rong Junlie's evil fingers moved in and out, her belly shrank, a wave of heat surged out, and immediately her inner walls contracted violently.
Rong Junlie felt the reaction of her body, and the fire in his eyes deepened. What a cute little thing. He hadn't even started this huge project, and she was already so sensitive?
Her hands were all hers, and Rong Junlie couldn't hold it back any longer. He suddenly withdrew his fingers and pressed them down heavily with his tall body.
He directly pressed her down on the sofa, and the light flickered, reflecting the entangled figures of the two people on the sofa.