It doesn't matter, it's good to be the healing object of her childhood failure, a playboy second-generation ancestor who has evil thoughts about her, and a person whose life and death have nothing to do with her.

Rong Ye leaned against Yu Yao's knees, and his teeth slight rust.

He did not lose that struggle, and obtained evidence, and successfully plotted against Rong Shaoliang, who was too protective of his son and grandson, and was injected with the same medicine as him by the father and son who were eager to usurp the throne.

The only accident was that he had a serious car accident when he left in a planned manner. He did not reach the location he had set. The effect of the medicine occurred early. He was scarred and blank. All his abilities and memories quickly faded. In the end, there was only Yu Yao, who was engraved in his mind like an obsession.

That night, he was in pain and cold, and forgot about the whole world, but wanted a hug that had been longing for almost twenty years.

Now……

Rong Ye opened his eyes.

Most of the evidence was in his hands. The father and son of the Rong family thought he was dead and made the group mess. Rong Shaoliang was still alive as he expected, and the old fox should recover and make some moves. He would come to him soon.

He has not yet avenged Yaoyao and relieved the burden in her heart. Rong Shaoliang's threat is still there, and his intimate relationship with him will only bring crisis to Yaoyao.

He had to return to the Rong family to eradicate everything. Before that, he was not qualified to... tell who he was in front of her.

She might hate him even more if she lets her beloved Nono disappear.

He wanted to selfishly steal happiness for a few days and ask for more of her love.

"I didn't answer yet," Yu Yao raised his chin in disbelief, pressing his fingers to his lips intentionally or unintentionally, "Don't you want to get married? Then I'll regret it."

Rong Ye opened his mouth and took her warm fingertips with her.

Yu Yao's heart beat, and she pulled it out as if she was scalded, but she saw a little blood on her fingers.

"How did it break?"

She frowned and quickly touched his cold lips to check the wound. She couldn't find it. So she pinched his cheek with her hand and forced him to open it. Her other hand wanted to touch the tip of his tongue slightly to see if it had bitten it. Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched it, she was wrapped in him, holding it in her mouth, and even gently rolled it up and rubbed it lightly.

Yu Yao's spine was numb, her breathing became heavier, and she moved her fingers uncontrollably to touch the flexibility in his mouth.

This action was so erotic that her voice mixed with sand: "I know... I want to kiss you, but I won't talk if I don't kiss you."

Yu Yao pulled out her hand: "Come here, look up."

Rong Ye raised his face obediently, his eyes half-drooped, and he put his hands on the back of her neck. One raised it and the other leaned over, and the hot and cold collided, and he ran and tangled out of control.

"Okay..." Yu Yao's chest was undulating and she fell in his ear, "I want to kiss you."

Rong Ye stared at her: "You still want me to sleep with me, will Yaoyao give me?"

Yu Yao stroked his forehead and dragged his long voice and said, "No, I'm waiting for the evening..."
Chapter completed!