The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Soon, the car drove into Rong Mansion.

Rong Liyuan carried Mu Changying all the way upstairs, opened the door to the room and laid her on the soft bed.

Just when he was about to pull away, her weak, boneless hands climbed up to his neck.

"A Yuan...where are you going?"

The girl's delicate body was pressed against his back, and he could even feel her figure.

"Be good, I'm going to take care of business."

Rong Liyuan's heart trembled, his voice was filled with a deep bass, and the husky sexiness was simply fatal.

"Huh? What to do?" Mu Changying blinked her eyelashes and breathed Ruolan into his ear.

She didn't realize that because of this intimate gesture, the sleeping fire in the man's body was awakened, and he continued to flirt with her life and death.

Rong Moyuan's body tensed, "The person caught at the banquet."

With soft whispers and unconscious teasing, he had completely lost to Ying Bao, but she was so flirty without even realizing it.

Mu Changying let go of her little hand, "That's it... Then A-Yuan, go and get busy."

As a qualified, considerate and good wife, she cannot disturb A Yuan from his business.

She let go, but he wasn't happy anymore.

The fire in his body was burning fiercely, and it had become a raging fire that was difficult to extinguish.

"Yingbao...I regret it."

"What?"

Before Mu Changying understood the meaning of this sentence, Rong Liyuan suddenly turned around.

The two faced each other, and he invaded her territory forcefully, letting her be tainted with his aura.

…

I slept until late at night, and when I woke up again, the place next to me was empty.

Mu Changying got up from the bed and found that her clothes had been changed.

Wearing a long-sleeved knee-length nightgown and a pair of slippers, she ran downstairs to fill her stomach and satisfy her hunger before heading towards the dungeon.

It was familiar once and twice. It was not the first time for her to come to this place, but when she stepped inside, she still felt a sense of depression that seemed to be permeating the air.

The faint smell of blood filled the tip of his nose, and the eerie breath was terrifying.

"Ahhhhh..."

Suddenly, a heartbreaking roar sounded in his ears, extremely shrill.

Mu Changying's progress paused for a few seconds, and then moved forward as if nothing had happened.

The further they walked, the stronger the smell of blood became and the louder the screams became.

"..."

Finally, she stopped in front of a cell and looked at the miserable scenes inside, as if she had truly recognized the man Rong Liyuan for the first time.

Mu Changying's eyes were not deliberately hidden, and he easily noticed her arrival.

Tassel treasure...Tassel treasure...

Rong Liyuan murmured in his heart.

He should have stopped what he was doing, after all, being so vicious and cruel would frighten his baby.

But for some reason, another undercurrent surged in his heart. After hesitating for a few seconds, he continued what he was doing.

"..."

Wearing disposable gloves on his hands, he held a syringe in his hand to inject the medicine into Qi Yan's arm.

Under the dim light, the side face was stained with haze, and the whole body was surrounded by a cool chill, as if it was born in the darkness and was one with the darkness.

"Snapped--"

He threw the syringe in his hand into the trash can, took off his disposable gloves, and turned to look at the girl at the door.

"Yingbao..."

Separated by a door, they were clearly within reach, but they seemed to be so far away.

Light and darkness...good and evil, divided into two extremes, just like them.

His fingers were slightly bent, the ice in his eyes disappeared, and he smiled suddenly, "Are you afraid?"