The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Rao Rong Ling has always been insensitive to the atmosphere,? She also keenly noticed that after Ning Muxue said this sentence, the smiles of the others froze.

But fortunately, everyone at the scene is someone who is used to big scenes. Ah Shi hurriedly cheered: "Ms. Ning and Sister Rong really have a deep relationship. Come on, let's cut the cake..."

As she spoke, she handed the knife she had prepared to Rong Ling's hand.

Rong Ling glanced past Ning Muxue and walked straight to the cake without making a sound.

As soon as she raised her hand, the back of her hand was covered with a pair of slender hands with five fingers.

Ning Muxue's dry and warm palm rubbed the back of Rong Ling's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and then slowly wrapped her hand in her palm, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Ling Ling and I have such a deep relationship, let's cut a knife together." Cake, do you have any opinions?"

As one of the program's investors, of course no one refuted what Ning Muxue said, and they all happily smoothed things over: "No, Teacher Ning was joking."

Under the eyes of everyone, the two of them were like a pair of close lovers. Ning Muxue cut the cake with Rong Ling from behind in an almost embracing posture.

The tip of the knife slashed across the cream, cutting open the cake softly and powerfully. The moment the sweet and soft aroma overflowed, Rong Ling felt a light kiss on the side of her face. Ning Muxue's lukewarm voice was in her ear Resounded: "Lingling, happy birthday."

Everyone was stunned, and immediately deceived themselves that the two of them were just sisters, and echoed: "Happy birthday to Teacher Rong..."

Bear with it a little longer, Rong Ling persuaded himself in his heart.

The Ning family will fall soon, and she can naturally do whatever she wants.

In this world, today is only Rong Ling's 19th birthday, full of laughter and blessings, even though the rain is falling outside the window, the room is still peaceful.

Rong Ling couldn't help curling his lips in a sarcastic arc, shaking the red wine glass in his hand.

It was also her birthday in the previous life, and the capital chain in the Rong family's business field was broken under Gu Luan's interference. Rong Ling didn't have the heart to congratulate her at all, but was busy looking for connections among people she knew, but everyone's reactions were very positive. In agreement, those who are more polite will shirk their inability to do anything, and more people will hang up the phone directly. It is as lively as it is now.

Thinking about these past events, Rong Ling picked up the wine glass in his hand and took another sip of the red wine.

While she was in a daze, a hand suddenly reached out and took away the cup in her hand.

Ning Muxue's voice was a little cold: "Don't drink any more."

"You don't care about me..." Rong Ling turned away from her, and went to serve another glass on the table.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that the guests had left completely, and only she and Ning Muxue were left in the room.

Ning Muxue looked at her with cold eyes: "What are you thinking?"

"Guess?" Rong Ling smiled, driven by drunkenness, she leaned forward slightly.

However, Rong Ling forgot that he hadn't even had time to take off his high heels, and immediately staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Ning Muxue quickly wrapped her arms around her waist and helped her up: "Be careful..."

Rong Ling simply leaned against her arms in this position, followed by Ning Muxue's arm strength, took off the shoes that were in the way, and stepped on the floor barefoot.

It was already mid-October, the weather was getting colder, her toes unconsciously curled up slightly, Ning Muxue's eyes darkened, she helped her to the sofa, and found her slippers.

Rong Ling sat obediently, watching her patiently put on her shoes, couldn't help but chuckled.

Unexpectedly, she, Ning Muxue, would have today.

However, the laughter hadn't finished yet, and the world was spinning before his eyes, and Rong Ling was pinched by the waist by Ning Muxue and pushed down on the sofa.

Slightly drunk, she seemed to hear a faint sigh: "Rong Ling, I really like you."

Coincidentally, Rong Ling thought, he really hates her too.

Ning Muxue was dissatisfied with her lack of response, and stared at him intently: "What about you?"

After drinking, Rong Ling's cheeks were flushed, his drunken eyes were blurred, and he stared at her without blinking.

Seeing that Ning Muxue couldn't hold back, she took a bite of her neck and repeated unwillingly: "What about you?"

Gently rubbing her lips on the skin, Rong Ling couldn't help but think back to the madness between the two of them last time, even the skin on the neck became pale and rosy.

She suddenly developed strength, turned over and pressed Ning Muxue over.

Anyway, the Ning family mansion will collapse, and it is estimated that this is the last time the two are intimate, and if there is a possibility of seeing each other again in the future, it will be incompatible.

Might as well give her some thought.

Thinking like this, Rong Ling's hand that was intertwined with her fingers pulled out from Ning Muxue's palm, and slid along her wrist and arm bit by bit.

The seemingly provocative action did not answer the previous question.

Ning Muxue was displeased, and clasped her hand again: "You haven't answered me yet."

"Pretend what?" Rong Ling sneered, looking down at her condescendingly, "Don't you just want to sleep with me?"

She was probably drunk, her lips were red, and her eyes were blurred.

Ning Muxue's eyes darkened, her lips were pursed tightly, and she didn't make any further moves.

Rong Ling was originally lying on her waist, but in a daze he half-kneeled and sat up again, and began to unbutton his coat.

She had no distracting thoughts, but felt that the professional attire was too in the way.

Ning Muxue's eyes instantly ignited flames, but she still remained patient, pestering and coaxing her, insisting on waiting for Rong Ling to answer the previous question.

After coming and going, Rong Ling didn't have much patience, so he became more aggressive: "Whether you want to come or not, if you don't want to, at worst I'll go find someone else... um..."

Before she finished speaking, her red lips were blocked.

"Which person are you looking for?" Ning Muxue bit her lips hard, full of unwillingness and resentment, "Is it Gu Luan, Luo Wenwen...or Qi Ge?"

Facing such an inexplicable question, Rong Ling's eyes widened.

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