The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

Mu Rong was not the only one who did not sleep a wink that night.

When Xu Rongrong returned to Xinghui Hall with him, Wen Yao and Luo Shu were sitting under the eaves, dozing off due to sleepiness.

"Miss..." When the two men saw her, they quickly stood up.

Wen Yao asked, "Miss, are you hungry? There's soup simmering on the stove. I'll go get you a bowl."

Xu Rongrong waved her hand: "No need, you guys go back and rest first."

Wen Yao wanted to say something else, but Luo Shu calmly pulled her sleeve.

The two men withdrew.

Xu Rongrong entered the room and Mu Rong followed her.

After not coming home for a night, she looked much thinner and more haggard.

What happened after meeting Wai that made her so distraught?

Mu Rong was very upset for a moment. He just wanted to find Mu Ai and ask her clearly after he settled her down.

"Rongrong is so cold..." Before he could finish his words, they were blocked by a pair of moist and sweet lips.

Mu Rong was completely stunned.

It was not until he was hurt by Xu Rongrong's uncontrolled kiss that he came to his senses.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Rong, who still had some sense, pushed Xu Rongrong away, "What happened..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kissed again.

This time, he didn't push her away.

Because the girl's hands climbed up to his neck, and because of the height difference, Xu Rongrong's hands tried hard to grab the collar around his neck, and he stood on tiptoe with great difficulty.

She closed her eyes, but couldn't hide the tears on her face.

The bitter heartache made Mu Rong unable to let go of her hand. He simply hugged her and took the initiative to attack her with his lips.

The man's plunder came so violently.

Xu Rongrong could hardly breathe. Her body leaned back, but there was nowhere to escape.

Because before she knew it, Mu Rong had already pressed her down on the soft bed.

The man's tall body leaned over, and at this moment he longed for more than just a kiss.

Xu Rongrong's initiative seemed to have unlocked all the seals on Mu Rong. While desperately trying to snatch the other person's breath, his hand unconsciously reached for the girl's collar.

It was not until a ray of light came that Xu Rongrong regained consciousness.

With her clothes half-open, Mu Rong's kiss was slowly moving down.

She subconsciously grabbed his shoulders, and even though she clenched her teeth, she couldn't help but tremble.

Xu Rongrong's trembling awakened Mu Rong's consciousness.

He raised his head and looked at the girl who was trying hard to suppress her emotions.

Only then did he realize what he had done. The impact of lust disappeared at this moment, and he pulled the quilt over Xu Rongrong.

"Rongrong, I'm sorry!" He had lost his mind and was taking advantage of someone's misfortune like a pervert.

He stood up, but his wrist was grabbed.

He turned around without knowing what was going on and met her red eyes.

"It's my fault..." She struggled to get up, the quilt slipped off, and a large area of ​​snow-white skin suddenly caught Mu Rong's eyes.

This almost caused Mu Rong, who had managed to suppress his primitive desires with great difficulty, to be defeated again.

Before he could come to his senses, Xu Rongrong kissed him again.

He subconsciously held her in his arms, feeling her confusion and trembling.

He was reluctant to let her go, but he couldn't bring himself to take her under such circumstances.

So, he put his hands on the back of her neck and pressed her sleeping spot while deepening the kiss.

Xu Rongrong lay softly in his arms, her eyes were red and swollen, and her face looked miserable.

But those red and moist lips were enough to take away all his sight and reason.

Mu Rong put her clothes back on, covered her with the quilt, and then slowly lowered the bed curtains.

And he himself was already in great pain.

Fortunately, there was hot water in the room.

Otherwise, his body, which has not yet recovered from a serious illness, would experience the ups and downs of the morning tide and then take a cold shower...

I’m afraid it will trigger the disease again.

……

Xu Rongrong slept until the evening.

She had many bizarre and unclear dreams.

In every dream, there is Mu Rong.

Every time Mu Rong looked at her, it was different.

Some looked down on her, as if she were a plaster that was difficult to get rid of.

Some people ignore her, thinking that her life, death, honor and disgrace have nothing to do with them.

Some of them were peeking at her, but when she noticed, they returned to their indifferent expressions.

There are also those who feel guilty, and...full of desire.

Only the last one, Mu Rong, had a face and a heart full of admiration.

He always followed behind her, protecting her silently, and no matter whether she turned around or not, he always followed her closely.

This kind of Mu Rong is both strange and familiar.

When she opened her eyes, the same Mu Rong appeared in front of her.

Candles were lit in the room, the dim light was accompanied by a hint of red.

Mu Rong leaned on the side of her bed. Perhaps he was too sleepy, so he fell asleep half leaning and half sitting.

Although his complexion was better than the day before, it was still much paler than his usual appearance.

She moved slightly and Mu Rong woke up immediately.

He was a little dazed at first, but he instantly came to his senses the moment he met Xu Rongrong's eyes.

"Are you feeling better?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Xu Rongrong nodded and reached out to touch his fingertips.

There is an unusual coldness.

While Xu Rongrong was asleep, Mu Rong had already learned from Mu Ai where she had been last night.

The truth was already before him, and there was no need for him to hide it any longer.

What's more, he longed for her touch.

So, he clasped her hand with his cold fingertips and intertwined their fingers: "I am a martial artist. I have more than ten years of internal strength. Why should I be afraid of this little cold poison?"

How could Xu Rongrong not know that he was being stubborn?

At that time, she was almost driven crazy by the poison of the icy acupoints. No one knew the pain and powerlessness better than her.

"Don't hide things from me in the future." She looked at him.

Then he said, "You and I are husband and wife, one flesh."

These few short words made Mu Rong's heart numb.

He nodded.

But no sound came out of his throat.

The day before yesterday, she resolutely resisted his touch, but today, she was willing to treat him as a husband and wife...

Was she grateful to him? Or was she feeling guilty?

Apart from this, he could not imagine any other reason.

But even so, the brief warmth was enough for him.

"From now on, I will never hide anything from you again."

Xu Rongrong smiled.

For a moment, it seemed as if we were back in midsummer.

Back to the season when flowers bloom.

"I'm a little hungry." Xu Rongrong said.

"I know you'll be hungry when you wake up, so I asked the kitchen to prepare dinner. We haven't started yet." He was waiting for her.

Xu Rongrong thanked him with a smile.

Maybe it was because she was hungry, or maybe it was because she slept too long, Xu Rongrong's body swayed when she got up.

Mu Rong reached out and held her steady: "I'll help you over."

"I want you to hug me."

Mu Rong was stunned and met her smiling eyes.

This was the first time in her life that she looked at him like this.

If it were in the past, Mu Rong would have been ecstatic.

But this time, after just a moment, he recognized the reality: Guilt and gratitude are not love...