The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

As he said that, Rong Ling put his hand on Luo Wenwen's shoulder, and lowered his voice, "Come on..."

Luo Wenwen felt that this scene seemed familiar, like the first time she told Rong Ling that she wanted to marry Gu Luan? She said the same thing.

It's as if everything is under Rong Ling's control.

Luo Wenwen didn't dare to think too much, the light in her eyes fluctuated, she finally made up her mind: "Thank you, Rong Ling."

"Hmm..." Rong Ling nodded happily, "You're welcome..."

After all, she is just killing two birds with one stone, not only following the plan, but also helping Luo Wenwen realize her wish.

After finishing speaking, Rong Ling rubbed shoulders and left, the high-heeled shoes stepped on the floor, and there was a crisp sound echoing in the corridor.

Back in his room, Rong Ling packed his few things into the suitcase, and called his assistant: "Driving the car down there and waiting for me, I'm leaving today."

"Sister Rong?" Duan Yong on the other end seemed unbelievable, "You, you just left?"

"Huh?" Rong Ling asked back, "Is there something wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Duan Yong glanced at the person sitting in the back seat of the car. After hearing Rong Ling's words, his restless heart finally calmed down.

Rong Ling didn't hear anything, so he dragged the suitcase and went straight out to the first basement, and walked towards the nanny's car parked not far away.

Duan Yong rushed up to help pick up the luggage and put it in the trunk. Before he could say anything, Rong Ling had already opened the car door by himself.

There was a sound of "crash", and the moment the car door was pushed open, Rong Ling saw the person sitting in the car, and was lost for a moment: "Ning Muxue?"

The headlights were dim, and Ning Muxue turned around with a smile on her face: "Rong Ling, happy ending."

There seemed to be something in this smile that Rong Ling couldn't understand.

Before Rong Ling had time to think about it, she subconsciously got into the car, and Ning Muxue handed a bouquet of flowers into her arms.

There are even water droplets on the fresh petals, and the fragrance of fragrance lingers around me instantly.

Rong Ling looked at her, and was about to say something, but Ning Muxue came up to her very naturally, kissing her lips.

Mixed with the scent of flowers, and the striking perfume smell on her body, it envelops people in it.

Rong Ling was startled, and was about to push the person away, but Ning Muxue had already backed away, and said in a flat voice, "Rong Ling, my parents have agreed to let me take you to meet them."

"Hmm..." Rong Ling didn't expect it to be so soon.

Ning Muxue must have put a lot of effort into her family.

"Don't you feel happy?" Ning Muxue carefully scrutinized her expression, her eyes were dark.

"No..." For some reason, Ning Muxue seemed weird today, Rong Ling vetoed it, and just yawned, "It's just that I'm too tired today."

"Hmm..." Ning Muxue lightly stroked her smooth black hair, "Then wait until you have had enough rest tomorrow, and you can go see your parents with me the day after tomorrow."

The straightforward tone did not mean to discuss with Rong Ling.

Rong Ling frowned slightly, always feeling that something was wrong: "In such a hurry? I may not be free."

"Why are you not free?" Ning Muxue asked back, "In the itinerary issued by your studio, you have no work the day after tomorrow."

Rong Ling was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Ning Muxue to pay so much attention to her studio, and she even knew the itinerary that she couldn't remember clearly.

Rong Ling had no reason to refuse now, so he could only agree: "Okay..."

The chill between Ning Muxue's brows was like melting ice and snow, showing her satisfaction, and she placed a soft kiss on her forehead: "So cute..."

After wandering in the trunk for a long time, Duan Yong finally had no time to delay, so he had to go back to the car.

At first, Duan Yong was flustered when he saw Ning Muxue who suddenly appeared holding flowers, after all Rong Ling had just gone up with Gu Luan.

So when she asked herself what Rong Ling was doing now, as a professional assistant, Duan Yong couldn't even say what was good, so he could only say dryly: "Mr. Gu is drunk, and Mr. Rong helped him up." .”

"Gu Luan?" Ning Muxue's smile disappeared instantly.

Duan Yong observed his words and did not dare to neglect others: "Why don't I call and ask Teacher Rong if he is okay now?"

"No need..." Ning Muxue just sat down in the car, "I'll wait for her..."

Duan Yong couldn't speak, his heart was beating in pain, just when he was desperately thinking that even if he waited until dawn, he might not be able to wait for Rong Ling, she actually came.

Just now, when Duan Yong put his luggage in the back of the car, he didn't hear the movement of the two of them clearly. When Duan Yong returned to the driver's seat in fear, he found that the atmosphere in the car was completely different from the previous one. He even heard Fang Ning Mu Xue's soft and infinite voice: "Tired? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

She made Gu Luan Ding Ding Liu, and the young lady Ning Muxue coaxed her so well. Thinking of this, Duan Yong's admiration for Rong Ling increased to a higher level.

It's too powerful, it seems that black fans say that she is like a vixen is not unreasonable.

When Rong Ling woke up, it was already twelve noon.

Putting on her coat and going downstairs, the auntie had already cooked a table full of dishes, and when she brought out the pig's trotter soup, she said, "Rong Rong woke up, your mother went shopping early in the morning, if you still want to eat, just give it to me." Auntie said."

"That's enough, thank you Aunt Li." Rong Ling took a sip of the soup and turned on the phone.

Luo Wenwen's message just popped up on the screen: "Rong Ling, I want to meet you, is that okay?"

Rong Ling typed without changing his face: "When?"

"Just this afternoon, I'll wait for you at the coffee shop last time."

Rong Ling agreed to come down and pack up and go out after eating.

As for Ning Muxue, after sending Rong Ling home yesterday, she suddenly received a call from her manager that she had to leave because she was going to attend a certain party today.

This person is sometimes really hard to guess what she is thinking. He knows Rong Ling's schedule like the back of his hand, but he doesn't remember his schedule as a member of the girl group.

But Rong Ling didn't bother to think too much, so he took a taxi directly to the address that he had agreed with Luo Wenwen.

After a while, the two met.

"What's wrong?" Rong Ling cut to the chase, "Didn't go well last night?"

"No..." Luo Wenwen blushed for a moment and shook her head, "We...have done it many times."

That's it, Rong Ling couldn't figure out why Luo Wenwen called her out.

"It's just..." Luo Wenwen seemed a little hard to say, "Rong Ling, is it really okay for us to do this? He always thought I was you, and even called you by your name."

When Rong Ling heard this, she felt that the pig's trotter soup she just drank was no longer fragrant, and she frowned: "What does it matter, you have a photo, even if Gu Luan doesn't want to admit it, there is nothing he can do, and It was you who slept through the night."

Even though she didn't hide any extra emotion from her words, Luo Wenwen's face turned red instantly as if she was about to burn.

Rong Ling didn't want to get entangled in this kind of matter: "Send me the photo."

"Ah?" Luo Wenwen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded, "Okay..."

The mobile phone was connected to a reminder message, Rong Ling casually glanced at the photo sent by Luo Wenwen.

In the photo, her complexion was bright red, and satiety was written on the corners of her brows and eyes.

Probably because she was moved by Rong Ling's words just now, Luo Wenwen stopped coddling and returned to her original nature: "You are right, anyway, it is a certainty, thank you Rong Ling."

She lowered her voice: "And...the taste is really good."

"Cough..." Rong Ling almost choked on the coffee, his face was subconsciously full of suspicion.

She didn't expect Luo Wenwen to mention this so suddenly, so she had to respond casually and perfunctory.

Unexpectedly, Luo Wenwen became more serious: "Really, you can see that you have never experienced it..."

"Wait..." Luo Wenwen seemed to think of something again, "Rong Ling, you don't really like men, do you?"

Before Rong Ling could answer, Luo Wenwen was 100% sure of her guess.

It's no wonder that even the best of Gu Luan can give it up without any hesitation, so it's because of this.

"I..." Rong Ling was confused by her inexplicable speculation. As soon as she opened her mouth, Luo Wenwen gave her a reassuring look that I understood.

She said without holding back: "It's okay, there are a lot of people like you in the circle, if there is a chance, I will help you find one, which one do you like, do you want a sister or a sister?"

"I don't want..." Rong Ling rebuffed straight away, feeling that Luo Wenwen was just running around with her mouth full.

"That's right..." Luo Wenwen nodded seriously, "After all, you already have Ning Muxue."

Rong Ling couldn't keep up with her brain circuit and gave up explaining completely.

Her silence, in Luo Wenwen's eyes, was an admission, and she even had a provocative tone: "Then why don't you two try it? Although Ning Muxue's dancing is not very good, her fingers are thin and long, and she will definitely make you... "

"Enough..." Rong Ling couldn't stop and interrupted her.

Luo Wenwen had no choice but to swallow the remaining four words "desire for life and desire for death".

Rong Ling pursed his lips unnaturally: "In short, you should pay attention to whether you have Gu Luan's children in the future."

What she said made Luo Wenwen feel embarrassed again, so she nodded solemnly: "Okay..."

After saying goodbye to Luo Wenwen, Rong Ling went to the company again.

After all, her job is still as an artist. Although she has just finished filming a movie, the company initially positioned Rong Ling as a singer, so today she is going to record her first new album.

The recording studio was prepared long ago. From afternoon to night, a new song was discussed countless times with the teacher who wrote the lyrics and composed the music. The recording didn't end until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Only then did Rong Ling pick up the cell phone that she hadn't touched for a long time, and saw the message from Ning Muxue: "Ling Ling, don't forget to go to my house tomorrow."

The name Ling Ling was always called by Rong Ling's family members.

Rong Ling felt inexplicably uncomfortable, so he had no choice but to simply reply "Yes".

A new day is coming soon, and when Rong Ling wakes up, she can hear talking and laughing downstairs, it seems that her mother Tang Yun is talking to someone: "I didn't expect that there are still young people who can wake up like this!" Morning, if only my Lingling had half of your self-discipline..."

"Auntie was joking. Lingling is recognized as hardworking during the competition. This is probably due to the degree of relaxation."

Rong Ling recognized that it was Ning Muxue's voice.

Sure enough, walking down the stairs, Rong Ling saw Ning Muxue sitting next to Tang Yun at a glance.

Today she was wearing a light white suit. The seemingly simple and elegant fabric set off Ning Muxue like a pearl, which was much neater than the usual girlish style.

Hearing the movement, Ning Muxue turned her head, and her eyes softened instantly: "Rong Ling, you're awake."

"You're a real kid." Tang Yun blamed, "I made an appointment with a friend to go to someone else's house to play, why are you still sleeping in?"

"It's okay, auntie." Ning Muxue hurriedly explained for her, "She also just finished filming and needs to rest, so I'm too impatient to bother you."

Rong Ling couldn't help rolling his eyes when he saw how affectionate Ning Muxue was with her mother.

She is good at acting, better than herself, who has been a heroine before.

Under Tang Yun's urging, Rong Ling had to clean up and went out with Ning Muxue.

The Ning family's car was already waiting outside, and the driver wearing white gloves respectfully opened the door for Rong Ling.

Even though the car was very spacious, Ning Muxue was born to be very close to her.

Rong Ling looked at the scenery passing by outside the window indifferently, while Ning Muxue looked at her without blinking.

After a long time, she leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Rong Ling, are you nervous?"

nervous?

Rong Ling couldn't help but find it funny, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but found that what Ning Muxue said was not unreasonable.

After all, it is the Ning family that is difficult to bring down. In her previous life, Ning Muxue was protected like a little princess by her family. Even if she wanted to take revenge, she couldn't find a chance to do so.

But now, the door of the Ning family is open to her.

Ning Muxue whispered to her ear again, all the heat wrapped around her ears: "Don't worry, I have already agreed with my parents, they will definitely treat you very kindly."

Rong Ling responded in a calm manner: "Mmm..."

Different from Rong Ling's straightforward temperament, her eyelashes are thick and curly, and when she lowered her eyes, they trembled slightly, like a small fan, scratching her heart itchy.

Ning Muxue couldn't help being bewitched, and lightly pecked at her earlobe.

The author has something to say: Rong Ling: Don't kiss anymore, don't kiss anymore, you will be tired of kissing your loved ones!