rose lock

"What?" Gong Yan couldn't believe that these words came from the mouth of a usually delicate and stubborn woman, so that she heard it in a trance.

Hua Manyi didn't care, threw her on the bed, unbuttoned her clothes skillfully with a touch of clumsiness, Gong Yan grabbed her hand and didn't let her move.

"You really don't like me..." Hua Manyi struggled a few times, and there was a whining sound in her throat, and a grievance of being rejected came to her heart.

Gong Yan sighed, let go of her shackles, stroked her waistline, and let her do whatever she wanted.

The moonlight outside the window is getting stronger, and a few birds are parked on the branches and willows, babbling.

The temperature in the room is not so cold anymore, the dim light shines on the ice-snow white porcelain skin, and casts round and curved shadows on the well-crafted carpet products.

With a thud, Hua Manyi glanced at the carpet next to her elbow, and was taken aback for a moment, as she felt a faint pain in her buttocks, "Mother Gong... I fell, did I fall?"

She leaned weakly on the carpet and looked up at the bed in a daze. The woman on the bed put down her slender legs and stepped on the carpet in front of her.

"Get up, it's cold on the ground." Gong Yan stretched out his hand in front of her.

Hua Manyi smiled brightly, took her hand, and pulled her up from the ground with a force, but she didn't expect that when she turned over, she was pressed on the bed, unable to move.

"Mother Gong, didn't you agree—" She swallowed all the words that followed.

Hua Manyi began to feel wronged again, what kind of dominance is this?She wanted to push people away, but she had more energy than she could. Gradually, she felt that she was not bad again. This woman could give her happiness and comfort as always.

She slowly changed from resisting to resisting and welcoming, and finally hung on Gong Yan like a clingy spirit.

"Mother Gong, am I very Meng Lang?" Hua Manyi whispered in her ear, while humming in a blushing voice.

"No." Gong Yan answered her seriously, and kissed her beautiful chin, "You are just cuter than others."

Satisfied with this answer, Hua Manyi shouted over and over again, "Mother Gong..."

Outside the door, Kou Qianer stood outside with boiled hot water and a towel for a long time, unable to regain consciousness, her clear and big eyes fell into a layer of loneliness as the calls filled with love came from inside.

Sister Manyi... Mother Gong...

The image of sleeping on the same bed with Sister Manyi in the afternoon flashed back in her mind like a movie film. The joy of sharing the same bed had not waited for her to savor it after falling asleep tonight, and it was shattered in the blink of an eye.

***

Here, the servants in the villa were cleaning up and down, and Gong Shulan saw Gong Yan coming back from outside with a good face, holding a small square box in his hand.

She glanced curiously and saw the ring inside, "Whose ring is it for?"

Gong Yan: "Hua Manyi."

Gong Shulan raised his eyebrows, "Sure enough."

Gong Yan somewhat guessed what she was thinking, although she didn't have much good looks towards other people, but she always made exceptions for Hua Manyi.

"Shulan, you have to call her sister-in-law from now on." Gong Yan packed up the box and sent it to resize the ring before, because Hua Manyi's fingers were too slender to wear firmly, so she thought of a way to remake the ring. People polish.

"How old is she?" Gong Shulan choked.

"18." Gong Yan said concisely, "10 years younger than you."

"..."

Gong Shulan's face turned pale when he thought of this, "Father agreed? You are in such a hurry, why don't you wait a few more years?"

Gong Yan looked back, and for the first time doubted her biological sister's IQ: "Wait ten years and she will be 10 years younger than you."

Gong Shulan: "..."

The morning sun was shining lazily on the town of Haicheng, and Fenghai's staff woke up to work one after another.

Hua Manyi recalled what happened in Lu Nian yesterday, with a serious face, and made a call.

Gong Shulan's expression changed when he received a call from Hua Manyi's report, "You mean Huo Suqiu appeared at Lu Nian's house?"

Hua Manyi tried hard to recall a document she accidentally found at Lu Nian's home, and said slowly, "The way they contacted seems to be a secret report, and I can't understand the Morse code on it."

"I see." Gong Shulan ticked the corner of her mouth, remembering the agreement between them, and glanced at Gong Yan who was sitting in the living room of the villa. In a few days you will receive my sister's ring, the engagement ring."

Gong Shulan specially emphasized the last four words, and Hua Manyi on the other end of the phone was stunned.

"proposal ring?"