The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Mu Changying re-bandaged the wound for him.

He didn't say a word during the whole process.

She took off her gloves and prepared to put the unused disinfectant water and medical supplies such as bandages back into the medicine box.

At this moment, Rong Luyuan grabbed her wrist, "Yingbao, isn't it ugly..."

Are you terrified, already disgusted, even disgusted and disgusted?

"No... I can never dislike it."

Mu Changying put down what was in his hand, walked around behind him, leaned down, and placed a kiss on the scabbed wound on his back.

The soft lips, the faint heat gradually increased and became hot, the heart was contracting violently, and the soul made a roar of collision...

"Yingbao..."

Rong Liyuan let out a sigh in his throat, with a contented expression, as if he was willing to die for her at this moment.

"A Yuan, you have accumulated so many scars that you can have today's glory. To me, these shallow marks are beautiful, but they add a lot of masculine charm to you."

Mu Changying stretched out her hands and wrapped her arms around his waist, which contained infinite explosive power, with a sincere and calm gaze.

Rong Luyuan hooked his lips contentedly, "Yingbao...Remember what you said."

"If one day you disobey, then I will definitely tie you to the head of the bed and ask you to cry and beg for mercy day and night..."

No one is born strong. As a direct descendant of the Rong family, the hardships he has endured since childhood are far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

As an ignorant five-year-old, Cheng Huan's parents fell under the knees of others, but Rong Luyuan was thrown into the tropical rainforest.

He had no food on his body, and he had to learn to survive in such a difficult predicament, plus he had to avoid the killer specially sent by his father to temper him.

This is a must-learn skill for successors, and only in the face of adversity can a strong potential burst out.

How good he is, how unimaginable the suffering he has endured.

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After spending a full week with Rong Luyuan at home, under her coquettish behavior several times, the admission procedures were finally completed, and the school uniform of Qingjin High School was also delivered to her home.

Mu Changying changed her clothes and went downstairs.

He put down the black coffee in his hand, "It seems that Qing Jin's school uniform needs to be improved."

This school uniform is British style, with a white short-sleeved shirt and a British short skirt that only reaches the thigh.

Wearing this school uniform on her body, the girl's figure is vividly displayed.

Black hair, snow muscles, long legs, thick eyebrows, big eyes and small waist, pure and charming.

"But I think it's perfect, without any flaws?"

"Little Momo, don't you think so?"

Mu Changying's misty eyes were filled with a touch of doubt, and after turning around in place, she sat obediently at the dining table and began to eat breakfast.

Suddenly being named, Bai Mo's body is like an old machine, extremely stiff, "This..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Mo immediately changed his tune when he received Rong Luyuan's glance of death.

"This uniform really needs to be improved."

Woohoo... Why do things between their little husband and wife always involve his innocent bodyguard?

It's hard to provoke the wife, and if you touch the bad head of the second master, you will be assigned to mine. Life is really difficult.

"Bai Mo, the school uniforms are too ugly. Another day, tell the principal of Qingjin that during the year Yingbao was studying, the school uniforms of Qingjin High School were all specially designed by Dingmao."

Rong Luyuan's face was calm, but his fingertips trembled slightly.

Heh...of course this uniform can only be worn at home for him to see.