Chapter 12: Drunken Surprise on a Rainy Night
"Madam, please take care of Young Master, and call me if you need anything."
The driver heard Xing Ruoming say that she would take care of things here and thought it wouldn't be convenient for him to stay, so he quickly went downstairs.
Looking at Rong Fanxi's clothes being a bit wet, Xing Ruoming decided to take them all off for him.
It looked easy, but she had to use all her strength to turn him over and finally managed to take off his clothes and shoes, of course, leaving the last one on. But that thin layer only blocked the key parts, and just his sturdy upper body exposed in the air was enough to make her face red and her heart beat wildly.
She couldn't bear to look at him! She quickly pulled up the quilt and covered him with it.
"Kōtan..."
He turned off the light and was about to leave the room when he heard him call out.
"Rong Manxi, are you going to drink some water?" Xing Ruo Meng poured a glass of water and returned to the bedside, leaning in close to ask him.
She saw his face turn red and worried that he might have a fever. She stretched out her hand to feel his forehead.
He suddenly reached out with his big hand and pulled her into his arms.
"Ah! Rong Fanxi, what are you doing?!"
She cried out and struggled, but Rong Fan Xi flipped over and pinned her under his body.
"My little Yu, don't hide from me anymore." He muttered to himself, pulling away the quilt that was in the way between the two of them, and pressing her tightly against himself. He felt it still wasn't enough, wanting to merge her into his own flesh.
This time, the hug was not in a dream, nor was it an illusion after drinking. His skin could feel her body temperature, his nose could smell her fragrance, and even he could feel the slight tremble of her chest, feeling her heartbeat.
When she heard him call out a strange name, Xing Ruo Meng was very certain that this guy was drunk and had mistaken her for "her".
She was extremely surprised to discover a fact: Rong Shao, who had always been cold and ruthless, actually had such deep feelings for a certain woman.
If he loves her that much, why isn't he with her? Is it because of her that he doesn't want to marry Zuo Xinyan?
When Xing Ruo was slightly distracted, Rong Fan Xi kissed her forehead, then kissed along the bridge of her nose and finally kissed the tip of her nose.
"Xiao Hu, don't leave me again!" He said with a drunken tone, as if commanding, yet pleading.
With a strong smell of alcohol on his breath, he blew hot air onto her face, making her feel a bit itchy, uncomfortable, and somewhat ambiguous.
"I..."
As soon as Rong Meng opened her mouth, her soft lips were sealed by his fiery lips, blocking out her voice.
This domineering kiss seemed impatient, and compared to his previous skillful teasing kisses, this couldn't even be called a kiss. It was more like he had grabbed her mouth and was roughly biting it, making her lips hurt.
"Waaaah... waaaah..." Rong Fanxi, let me go!
What she said was automatically translated into a vague and unclear "Woo Woo" sound.
She tried to push him away, but was held even tighter, his powerful arms constricting her so that she felt her bones ache.
He held her so tightly, pressing her firmly against his chest, as if he was afraid that if he loosened his grip even slightly, she would leave and disappear.
He kissed her so wildly, as if biting into the flesh, only then did he have a real feeling, and could confirm that she was real, in his arms, being kissed by him.
When Xing Ruo Meng opened her mouth to speak, Rong Fan Xi invaded her sweet spring, tasting the familiar sweetness that he knew so well.
This is her unique flavor, the one he likes!
He muttered to himself, one hand grasping the back of her head, kissing more fiercely, **, overturning the seas.
Her beauty permeated every cell of his body, he couldn't help but want to devour her in one bite.
Xing Rui Meng resisted, but slowly, she was kissed until her head was dizzy, her brain gradually hypoxic, feeling like she was about to suffocate, her whole body went soft.
The man's liquor-scented masculinity was transmitted into her mouth, feeling both strange and weird, yet not disgusting or hateful.
"Ah! Don't!"
Rong Yuexi tore off her clothes, and Huang Ruimeng suddenly woke up with a start. What were they doing!
Rong Manxi, you bastard, I'm not your little something!
She pushed his face away with both hands, trying to wake him up, but his dark eyes were full of intoxication and the constant rising desire of a man for a woman. He seemed deaf, completely unable to hear her words, no matter what she said or how loudly she shouted, his movements didn't slow down in the slightest, only doing what he wanted to do.
"No, don't! Rong Fanxi, don't be like this!" Xing Rui Meng begged.
Her voice trembled with fear, tinged with a sob.
"Xiao Hu, I want you! Don't leave me again, let me love you properly!"
Rong Manxi was breathing heavily, with flashes of electricity passing through his body. His face had turned bright red, all the way down to his neck, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot desire.
He couldn't wait to get her back and cling to her like before!
"Ah——"
As the thunder rumbled, Huang Ruo Meng let out a loud cry.
Rong Manxi let out a low hum and fell heavily on her body.
It's all over, it's all over...
Xing Rui Meng took a glance at the ceramic cup in her hand, then pushed Rong Fan Xi again, but there was no response. She quickly threw away the object in her hand.
"Hey, hey, Rong Fanxi, how are you?"
Xing Rui Meng pushed him away from her body and shook his arm vigorously.
She didn't mean to, it was just an emergency, she didn't intentionally want to knock him out, don't let him die!
She pushed him a few times, but there was no response. Fortunately, Rui Meng quickly got up, felt around and grabbed her own clothes, put them on, and prepared to go call for help.
Just as he was about to stand up, his wrist was caught by Rong Vanxi.
"Don't go!" His low voice sounded like a plea.
"Are you okay?" He's fine, it's alright!
