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

"..."

Hearing his low murmur, Mu Changying's little heart lifted up and her breathing became much lighter involuntarily.

Rong Moyuan's sexy Adam's apple rolled, and the expression on his face was so cold that it made people feel as if they were in a polar glacier.

"The eldest young master of the Chu family."

"One of the people you know, Yingbao, is his younger brother."

! ! !

In just a few words, the amount of information exposed is terrifyingly high.

Mu Changying's breathing stopped for a few seconds, with a serious expression on her porcelain-white face.

She held her chin with one hand and searched in her mind for people she knew who were related to the Chu family.

"A Yuan, you mean it's him?"

Suddenly, a figure flashed in her mind, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

The words didn't make it clear, but the two of them knew it well.

Rong Liyuan nodded imperceptibly, "Yeah."

"..."

Mu Changying was silent, her eyes filled with coldness, and her little hands grabbed the buttons of his clothes and played with them carelessly.

What role did that young man play in this conspiracy?

Hmm... It's best to pray that it has nothing to do with this matter~ Otherwise, she won't be merciful when she takes action.

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The entire journey was speechless, with anger lingering in the car.

When we arrived at Rong Mansion, it was dark.

The alarm clock hanging on the wall in the hall made a ticking sound, and the hands pointed to one o'clock.

"..."

Rong Liyuan held the girl in his arms and walked steadily towards the second floor.

After working all night, her energy was almost exhausted and she was a little tired.

Mu Changying's eyes were half-closed in a daze, and her little head rubbed against his chest.

"Hmm~"

She moved her position slightly and murmured softly.

Jiaojiao is soft and soft, as if she is dissatisfied. This coquettishness makes people's hearts instantly soften into a puddle of spring water.

Rong Liyuan lowered his eyes, with a hint of tenderness in his deep eyes, and patted her back gently with his big palm, "Yingbao, be good, take a bath before going to bed."

Mu Changying nestled in his arms and fell into a light sleep.

There was a heavy fog in her head. She raised her nose in dissatisfaction, took a breath and said dullly, "No~ I'm sleepy and want to sleep..."

He looked dull, as if he had been crying, and completely defeated the people.

"..."

Yingbao, there really is nothing I can do against you.

Rong Liyuan let out a small sigh and walked to the bathroom with the girl in his arms.

"Crash..."

He put a pool of warm water in, took off her shameless clothes, and gently put her into the water.

"Well……"

A faint warmth enveloped her body, and she lay on the pool, her little face flushed red from dizziness.

Every time Rong Liyuan glanced at it, the fire in his heart burned brightly.

With his strong self-control, he was able to serve this ignorant little guy.

Mu Changying had taken a bath, but he was in a miserable state.

There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, and the water droplets wet the broken hair on his forehead.

Her hair was slightly damp, beads of sweat flowed down her forehead over her high bridge of nose, her sexy thin lips, and her sharply lowered jaw finally sank into her chest...

He dressed her up, and Mu Changying obediently let him control her, like a carefully carved doll.

He dressed her carefully, took out a handkerchief, filled her with water, washed her face and put on moisturizing cream.

Although Yingbao doesn't show much love for beauty on weekdays, girls always care about this aspect.

…

He served this little ancestor with all his heart, hugged her into a ball, put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.