Chapter 29 - Like a dog, biting people.

Rong Yue anxiously looked out the door, hoping Qi Yue would come back quickly. But he had just gone out, it was impossible for him to return so soon. She didn't want to go in; the situation between them was really awkward, but the man inside was a distinguished guest of the Jiang Family, and she couldn't afford to neglect him. Just as Rong Yue hesitated, the voice inside became impatient: "Someone!" Rong Yue frowned, steeled herself, and walked into the bedroom. She saw Xu Hongchuan lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his right hand on his forehead, muttering, "Bring tea." He should be drunk. Rong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Qi Yue would be back in a moment, and she could just hold on for a while. Rong Yue poured a cup of tea and cautiously went to the bedside, but how could she make him drink while he was lying down? She half-squatted at the bedside and timidly whispered, "Sir, the tea is here." Xu Hongchuan didn't move. Rong Yue bit her lower lip, holding the teacup, unsure of what to do. She couldn't possibly feed him! Xu Hongchuan, with his eyes closed, impatiently said, "Where's the tea?" Rong Yue was startled, afraid of angering him. If he opened his eyes and woke up, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing? She gritted her teeth, sat on the edge of the bed, put one hand under Xu Hongchuan's neck, lifting his head, and then brought the tea to his mouth. Xu Hongchuan drank the tea in large gulps; he must have been really thirsty, as he finished it quickly. When he drank the last drop, tea accidentally dripped down his mouth. Rong Yue laid his head flat and quickly used her sleeve to gently wipe his mouth and chin. Suddenly, her wrist tightened. Xu Hongchuan had suddenly grabbed her wrist, his eyes snapping open, and two eagle-like gazes stared at her without restraint! Rong Yue was startled, and with a light "ah" she didn't hold onto the teacup, and it shattered on the floor. She blushed nervously, wanting to pull her hand back, but Xu Hongchuan held it tightly. Xu Hongchuan smiled, as if he were a beast that had caught its prey, bringing Rong Yue's hand to his mouth, and bit her index finger, his hot, moist tongue intimately licking the tip of her finger held in his mouth. Rong Yue panicked, wanting to pull her finger back, but her finger was bitten and it hurt to move. She was trembling with fear, wanting to call out but daring not to. This was the Jiang Family. What if someone saw? She looked at Xu Hongchuan pleadingly and whispered, "Sir… let go…" Xu Hongchuan slowly licked Rong Yue's finger, his eyes fixed on her, taking in her look of panic and embarrassment. Rong Yue was about to cry and reached out to pat Xu Hongchuan's arm that was holding her. At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door. Rong Yue was even more flustered, ignoring her bitten finger, and pulled with all her might. Xu Hongchuan finally let go, and Rong Yue's hand was free; she almost jumped off the bed. Read more good books at: rougo u3.c om Qi Yue pushed the door open and saw this strange scene: Xu Hongchuan lay lazily on the bed, like a cat that had stolen some fish, the corners of his eyes gleaming with satisfaction; Rong Yue stood to the side with red eyes, her face flushed, her expression flustered, and there was a broken teacup on the floor. Qi Yue raised an eyebrow, looking at the two of them with great interest. Rong Yue hid the hand that had been licked and bitten behind her, and embarrassed, said, "Qi Yue has returned; this commoner will take her leave." Without waiting for Qi Yue to reply, she lowered her head and quickly left. Qi Yue entered the room, picked up the broken teacup, and then teased Xu Hongchuan, "Boss, why does that young woman look like you bit her?" Xu Hongchuan on the bed sat up, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Rong Yue's fleeing back, and chuckled, the fragrance of her fingertips still lingering—the scent of ink mixed with tea. As soon as she got in front of him, it was as if she was afraid that he would touch her, and then, she stuck herself to him. A slut who deserves to be fucked! Rong Yue ran out of the West Wing in a panic, not turning back, and rushed towards her own room. But as she reached the door to push it open, she heard Mama Zhao's voice coming from the Main Room: "Young Madam, Madam wants to see Young Madam." Rong Yue's heart leaped, fearing that Mama Zhao would see something. She turned around stiffly and walked towards the Main Room. As soon as she entered the room, she saw her mother-in-law sitting in the hall drinking tea. Seeing her come in, she rarely smiled so brightly, and asked gently, "Are those two undergarments the master is satisfied with?" Rong Yue smiled at her mother-in-law and said, "Xu has had too much to drink, he didn't say anything." Madam Chen nodded and said to Mama Zhao, "Go get my Double-Chi Peony Gold Hairpin." Mama Zhao went into Madam Chen's bedroom and soon came out holding a hairpin. Madam Chen took the hairpin from Mama Zhao's hand, stood up, went to Rong Yue, and forced a smile, saying, "My good child, you've been working hard these days. Take this hairpin and wear it." Rong Yue stared blankly at the hairpin. Although it was old-fashioned, it looked like it weighed three taels. Why was her mother-in-law suddenly so generous? Her right hand had been behind her back, and she didn't dare take it out, afraid that her mother-in-law would see her finger and realize what had happened. Mama Zhao on the side smiled and said, "Young Madam, take it quickly." Rong Yue hesitantly took her right hand from behind her back, glanced at it herself, and her index finger still bore the man's teeth marks! Why was he biting people, like a dog… Rong Yue received the gold hairpin with both hands, and bowed to Madam Chen, saying, "Thank you, Mother." Madam Chen nodded and lazily said, "I may have stood for too long today, my legs are sore." Rong Yue understood her mother-in-law's meaning and said obediently, "Rong Yue will massage Mother." Madam Chen looked at Rong Yue with satisfaction, forced a smile, "Just massage for a while, don't tire yourself out." By the time Rong Yue came out of her mother-in-law's room, it was more than half an hour later. She pinched her sore shoulders and arms, and glanced at the West Wing, seeing that the candle there had been extinguished, and she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that no more absurd things would happen.