Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

He Jingyuan frowned and looked at Ruan Xiya, who was blocking the door, leaning against the wall with his hands folded against his chest, without moving.

"Ruan Ruan, don't you invite me in?"

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya frowned irritably.

"Mr. He, what exactly are we going to do to release Jiang Hao?"

The smile in He Jingyuan's eyes dissipated immediately, he pursed his lips tightly, and took a step forward to lift Ruan Xiya's chin.

"So it was for him?"

You didn't want to see me!
Realizing this problem, He Jingyuan felt a pain in his heart.

Looking straight into Ruan Xiya's dark eyes, but seeing no trace of love in them, He Jingyuan smiled wryly in his heart.

Out of the corner of his eye, he touched Ruan Xiya's clenched fist hanging by his side, He Jingyuan was stunned for a second, and then chuckled.

"You stayed with me for ten nights, and I let him go."

He Jingyuan's deep and hoarse voice was close to his ears, and his nostrils were filled with the familiar woody scent, Ruan Xiya couldn't help shaking her body.

Hearing the ambiguity in He Jingyuan's tone, Ruan Xiya bit her lip.

"Tonight, and only tonight."
He Jingyuan lowered his eyes to look deeply at the hickey on Ruan Xiya's shoulder, and only said a word after a long time.

"Besides tonight, I have another night."

Ruan Xiya's breathing was stagnant, and her nails dug hard into her palm, the pain made her almost suffocate.

The tip of her tongue moved, and Ruan Xiya finally opened her mouth with dry throat: "Okay!"

Hearing that Ruan Xiya agreed, He Jingyuan put his arms around her slender waist, and took Ruan Xiya into the room with force.

The door closed beside him, and being pushed against the wall by He Jingyuan, Ruan Xiya swallowed nervously.

"Let Jiang Hao go first."

With her slender palm resting on He Jingyuan's chest, Ruan Xiya turned her head away from looking at He Jingyuan.

Looking deeply at Ruan Xiya's fair and fragile neck in front of him, He Jingyuan's eyes were cold, and without saying a word, he took out his mobile phone and called Fu Yang.

"Let Jiang Hao go."

"It's hard to find Jiang Hao, if you let him go..."

"Let it go!"

Before Fu Yang finished speaking, He Jingyuan interrupted him with a cold face.

Putting away the phone, He Jingyuan pinched Ruan Xiya's chin, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Satisfied?"

He Jingyuan's eyes were too cold, Ruan Xiya couldn't help shaking her body, she pursed her lips and didn't speak.

She never expected that He Jingyuan would agree so easily. She was still thinking about what to do if He Jingyuan disagreed.

If she had known that He Jingyuan would have solved the problem with a phone call, why would she have recruited people to her doorstep?

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya suddenly understood.

She's playing tricks on herself!
"what!!!"

Ruan Xiya was still in deep thought, when her body suddenly flew into the air, and she hurriedly hugged He Jingyuan's neck in panic.

Seeing He Jingyuan carrying him into the bedroom, Ruan Xiya's eyes flashed with panic.

"Not here, not here!"

He Jingyuan paused, looking coldly at the terrified Ruan Xiya.

Looking into He Jingyuan's eyes, Ruan Xiya bit her lip and begged in a soft voice: "Don't be here, okay? Go to Qingquan District, go to Qingquan District..."

The girl's voice was soft and waxy with a hint of nasal cavity, but it sounded like a sharp knife to He Jingyuan's ears, piercing his heart with blood.

"Why? What are you afraid of?"

He Jingyuan's throat was dry, and he looked deeply at Ruan Xiya with his lowered eyes.

Holding He Jingyuan's collar tightly, Ruan Xiya's eyelashes trembled, "I...I..."

I didn't know why for a long time, Ruan Xiya was so anxious that she was about to cry.

After being silent for a while, He Jingyuan laughed softly, quickened his pace and carried Ruan Xiya into the bedroom.

The bedroom door closed behind her, Ruan Xiya's face turned pale immediately, she stared at the ceiling in despair, and let He Jingyuan put her on the bed.

As soon as He Jingyuan let go, Ruan Xiya quickly pulled the quilt to cover herself like a frightened bird.

Looking at Ruan Xiya who only showed a pair of eyes amusedly, He Jingyuan leaned over and kissed her forehead softly, turned around and took out a change of clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.

Hearing the closing sound of the bathroom door, Ruan Xiya blushed and wiped her forehead with a tissue in disgust.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, she threw the wet tissue into the trash can, and got out of bed stiffly.

He secretly ran back to the living room, took out the knife that had been stuffed in from the bag before, and tiptoed back to the bedroom.

Looking around, she finally put the knife in the drawer, Ruan Xiya shrank back nervously into the quilt.

Although the memory of yesterday was incomplete, judging by the bruises on her body, He Jingyuan must have tormented her a lot last night.

Making a face towards the bathroom, Ruan Xiya closed her sour eyes wearily.

Thinking of the fruit knife in the drawer, she felt relieved, changed into a comfortable position, closed her eyes and fell asleep slowly.

……

When He Jingyuan came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, Ruan Xiya had already fallen asleep completely.

Looking fondly at Ruan Xiya who was sleeping peacefully on the big bed, He Jingyuan quickened his hands, dried his hair, lifted the quilt and lay down.

Sensing the familiar smell of perfume on He Jingyuan's body, Ruan Xiya moved over with her eyes closed and threw herself into He Jingyuan's arms.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this, He Jingyuan chuckled, rubbed Ruan Xiya's head, and hugged her in satisfaction.

After covering the two of them with a quilt, he suddenly thought of something, He Jingyuan took his cell phone and called Fu Yang.

"Catch Jiang Hao back!"

Fu Yang: "..." This is just for fun! ?

After letting him go, he took care of the rest of the matter, and now he wants to arrest him again! ?
Could it be that Mr.'s crash before actually had sequelae?
Fu Yang's brain was wide open, and he complained a few times in his heart before he nodded, "Okay, sir."

Putting down the phone, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

If you dare to attack his people, you should be prepared to die!

……

After a good night's sleep, Ruan Xiya opened her eyes contentedly, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

Her lips were suddenly caught, Ruan Xiya's eyes widened in astonishment, and she forgot to struggle for a while.

"Well……"

Reaching out to cover Ruan Xiya's bright eyes, He Jingyuan leaned over to deepen the kiss.

The familiar woody scent filled her nostrils, and Ruan Xiya finally remembered what happened last night in a daze.

Ruan Xiya frowned as she pressed He Jingyuan's chest with her small white and smooth hands, trying to push him away.

Sensing Ruan Xiya's movements, He Jingyuan squinted his eyes, held Ruan Xiya's wrist with one hand and placed it on top of his head, and stuck out the tip of his tongue forcefully into her mouth.

Ruan Xiya couldn't help but groan as He Jingyuan kept dodging her pink tongue.

Hearing Ruan Xiya's soft nasal voice, He Jingyuan's eyes filled with desire, and a pair of big hands ignited fires all over her body.

The memory of being in love with He Jingyuan suddenly came to mind, Ruan Xiya was so dizzy that she forgot to struggle for a moment.