Rong Zheng turned on the light, and the room suddenly lit up.Rongrong was a little dumbfounded, "Brother?"
Rong Zheng lowered his eyelids and looked directly at the place where Rong Rong's hands were placed, "Is it uncomfortable here?"
Rongrong went out of his way. He raised his face, licked his little fangs, and stared at his brother for a moment, "Well, it's swollen. Brother, help me get rid of the swelling."
Rong Zheng nodded, he took out his hand from Rong Rong's hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Rongrong was stunned and asked stupidly, "Where do you want you to go?"
Rong Zheng's eyes were calm, "I'll bring you ice."
Rong Zheng lives in the presidential suite. There is a freezer in the room. Rong Rong is not in the conversation at the moment, so his reaction is a little slow, "Brother, what are you going to do with the ice?"
Rong Zheng glanced at the position below Rongrong's waist, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it swollen? I'll go and get ice for you."
Rongrong woke up immediately.
A coolness instantly traveled down Rongrong's back to Tianling Gai, and Rongrong subconsciously clenched the quilt tightly, feeling too aggrieved, "Brother~~~"
Rong Zheng asked quietly, "Do you want me to help you reduce the swelling?"
Rongrong dared to answer at this moment, "But I'm really uncomfortable..."
"Solve it yourself."
Rong Zheng closed the door and went out.
Rongrong stared at the closed door, her eyes turning red. He buried his face deeply in the place where Rong Zheng had just lied, knowing that when he was at the police station, he should have... kissed deeper and longer!
Rongrong solved it by himself. After finishing, Rongrong took the cell phone by the bed and sent a message to his brother, "Brother, I'm fine."
Just now Rongrong saw that his brother was going outside with his mobile phone.
Rong Zheng: "The speed of swelling is a little faster."
Taunt skills are full.
Rongrong: "Brother!!!"
Rong Zheng didn't return, but he didn't push the door in.
Rongrong got out of bed softly, he quietly opened the door, just opened a little gap, he smelled a faint smell of smoke, and then heard his brother's low cough coming from the direction of the terrace.
The suppressed coughing sound fell in Rongrong's ears, making his heart tear like a pain. His brother is not addicted to smoking, but since his rebirth, he can't remember how many times he saw his brother smoking. And every time his brother smoked during this period, it was related to him...
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"Cough cough cough..."
Rong Zheng's throat was uncomfortable. He smoked again last night. The pain in his throat intensified in the morning. He woke up coughing.
Afraid that he coughed too much and would make Rongrong noisy, Rongzheng sat up and caught a glimpse of the empty bed out of the corner of his eye, and Rongzheng's coughing stopped. He looked down at the slippers by the bed, there was only one pair of slippers beside the bed. Rong Zheng put on slippers and got out of bed. He pushed open the bathroom door, Rong Rong was not in the bathroom. The possibility of the study and the gym is even lower. Sure enough, when the doors of the study and the gym are opened, Rongrong is not inside.
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Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]
Humor-----MTL -----FOR ONLINE PURPOSE ONLY Chapters:146 Main + 41 Extras (Completed)=187 Chapters Description: Rong Rong was dead. In order to make money to see a doctor for himself, he painted the exterior wall on the construction site. One day, the s...