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Rong Ling came as promised, bringing Lin Meng to eat xiaolongbao once again. Lin Meng had a particular fondness for the xiaolongbao at Yujin Restaurant; ever since she had her first taste, she couldn..."Come here!" he beckoned.

"Hmm" Lin Mengwei tilted her head, holding a towel and wiping her hair as she walked towards him. She stood by the bed and lowered her head to look at him.

Rong Ling took the file from his lap, slightly raising his body. With a long arm reach, he grabbed her neck and pulled it down, leaning in to give her lips a hard kiss. Then, he let go of her and said softly.

"Go blow-dry your hair, this way of wiping, what time will it be until you finish!" She said, then lowered her head and focused her attention back on the document.

"Huh!" Lin Meng was bewildered. After a moment of stunned silence, her face flushed red. If he had just wanted to say that, there was no need to come so close! He could have just said it earlier. Or... did this man want to kiss her!

Lin Meng blushed to the point of embarrassment, dazedly went looking for a hairdryer. Finding none, she had no choice but to ask Rong Ling.

"Where did I put the hairdryer!"

"In the drawer of the cabinet next to the bathroom."

Lin Mengyi found one, plugged it in, and stood there, fiddling with the hairdryer. This thing, she didn't use often. It wasn't that the Lin family was so poor they couldn't afford a hairdryer – that was impossible. On the contrary, the Lin household had quite a few hairdryers, three to be exact. Mother Lin kept one, and Lin Dong kept another, both in their respective rooms. The later-bought hairdryer was originally intended for Lin Zi and Lin Meng to share, initially placed in the bathroom. But Lin Zi got into the habit of sitting in her room, listening to music while blow-drying her hair. Once her hair was dry, she'd naturally just tossed the hairdryer back in her room. Lin Meng had taken it from Lin Zi's room a few times, but after a while, she didn't want to go into Lin Zi's room anymore, lest she invite a glare. So, she generally let her hair air dry!

It had been a long time since she'd used this contraption, and Lin Meng seemed a bit clumsy. She fiddled with her hair in one hand while holding the hairdryer in the other, messing it up randomly. She was just going to let her hair air-dry halfway, not dripping anymore.

The whistling wind caused Rong Ling to raise his head slightly. Seeing Lin Meng's disheveled state, he couldn't tear his eyes away. How could this person be so clumsy, struggling even with a hair dryer! Although he thought this in his heart, he also felt that such a her was actually quite cute.

"Here!" Rong Ling couldn't stand it anymore.

Lin Meng immediately closed the lantern, turning her head to look at Rong Ling. Her messy hair was a tousle, and her fair skin seemed to faintly emanate smoke, still beautiful as ever.

"Come here!" Rong Ling spoke again.

Lin Meng put down the hair dryer and walked over.

Rong Ling stroked her forehead and sighed, a somewhat wryly helpless expression on her face.

"Bring the hairdryer over here!" His face wore a helpless smile. This girl, she's so much trouble!

Lin Mengyi did as she was told, came over with the hairdryer, and asked Rong Ling with concern, "Do you want me to blow your hair"

Ronger's hair is now half-dry.

Lin Meng smiled and said quite considerately, "Let me blow it dry for you!"

Rong Ling raised an eyebrow, almost laughing out loud. This silly girl, she should fix herself up first before saying anything else.

Rong Ling extended his hand, Lin Meng understood, and immediately placed the hair dryer in Rong Ling's hand. She thought that Rong Ling was going to do it himself and wouldn't trouble her. On the other side, she quite kindly helped Rong Ling plug it in, her grape-black eyes slightly bright, looking at Rong Ling, shining with eager excitement.

"Sit here!"

Rong Ling pointed to the side of himself.

Lin Meng didn't think much and sat down. Rong Ling was so handsome, it seemed like she couldn't get enough of looking at him, so Lin Meng thought, sitting here watching Rong Ling blow his own hair, was actually pretty good.

Rong Ling slightly shifted her body and sat behind Lin Meng.

"Hmm" Lin Meng turned her head to look at him, but Rong Ling pushed her face back with one hand, making her rear bump against him.

"Settle down!" Rong Ling said in a deep voice. "Don't fidget around!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a mournful whistling sound arose. Lin Meng felt it in astonishment. There was a finger gently gliding across her forehead.

Hey!

She paused, no... it couldn't be what she thought!

Her stifled voice, finally breaking free, completely shattered her doubts.

"Hold out your hand and take the hair!"

This is a bedroom, and it was always a boy's room. There weren't any of those messy hair clips or things like that that girls have, so Lin Meng's little hands had to be involved, acting as a temporary hair clip.

Lin Meng stretched out her hand in a daze, grabbing a bunch of damp and messy hair. On the other side, Rong Ling's slender and warm fingers began to weave through her hair, and as she watched, the strands of hair were gently puffed up by the air, and the moisture was slowly evaporated!

Lin Meng lowered her eyes gently, her eyelashes trembling a few times, and her nose suddenly felt sour. Before, she had seen Lin Mu blow Lin Zi's hair, that picture of mother-daughter love and harmony, she was truly envious when she saw it. She thought secretly, if one day, someone would also blow her hair, then she must be very happy! Unexpectedly, this person would be Rong Ling!

It's really… so happy!

The warm wind gently blows on the scalp, making one feel languid and relaxed all over. It's even more comfortable than sunbathing. The man's fingers wander through the hair, sometimes brushing against the scalp, bringing a pleasant warmth. There's a silent intimacy in this touch.

Her face, subtly turning red, blushed with shyness.

Such actions should be very intimate, right! Such actions are probably only done by people who are very close to each other, right!

So, she and he... are pretty close, aren't they!

Although she kept her mouth shut, the corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up. For a moment, there was silence, only the rustling of the wind and the nimble fingers dancing across the keys. In fact, this quiet and gentle atmosphere was Lin Meng's favorite. She felt that in such a state, she might be able to sit like this for a lifetime.

Sometimes, Rong Ling pulled Lin Meng's hand away, letting down another handful of wet hair. Then, she grabbed Lin Meng's small hand again, gesturing for her to continue holding the black hair on top of her head. In this way, as the black hair constantly slid down and with the amount of hair in Lin Meng's hands decreasing, finally, Lin Meng let go of her small hand. Finally, Rong Ling blew dry all the hair.

The whimpers continued, Lin Meng's head was lowered slightly, her two small ears had already turned a delicate pink. Rong Ling had noticed this long ago, and had glanced at them no less than ten times. Such a soft, tempting appearance like a pastry, so vividly colored and placed right before his eyes, there was no reason for him not to go over and take a bite.

He gently took her earlobe into his mouth, and she stiffened, only to push it deeper. As he lightly bit down, the whistling wind died away instantly. Lin Meng's face was flushed a vibrant crimson, like a setting sun. Her beautiful eyes were also filled with a warm, moist tenderness.

She sat there, so obedient it was unbelievable. Give a peach and you get a plum back, that's probably about it. Thinking he was so good to her, she thought, just letting him bite her a few times wouldn't be... wouldn't be such a big deal!

He was surprised by her gentleness. Instead of using force, he merely gave a light bite before pulling away. His long arm brushed against her cheek. His slender fingers slowly lifted her chin, motioning for her to look at him. Lin Meng cooperated and slightly turned her head. At this moment, her pale complexion, flushed with rosiness, was even more delicate and vibrant than the peaches kneaded for her birthday in the past.

"Róng Líng…" She uttered his name softly, a hint of shyness in her voice.

Rong Ling's eyes slowly deepened. Looking at her, his powerful index finger gently stroked her red lips, ambiguously rubbing them. The moisture in her eyes became heavier, shimmering with sparkling light!

Rong Ling lowered his head and gently pressed a kiss to her lips. His fingers, however, remained on her lips, unmoving!

"This little mouth, has only I kissed it!" He asked softly, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Lin Meng's heart tightened, her rosy lips trembled slightly, captured entirely by Rong Ling's fingers.

"I…" Lin Meng lowered her eyes, unable to meet his gaze.

Rong Ling's fingers used a bit more force, pressing down hard on those tender lips. Then he let go, and the lips were soft and delicate, elastic, instantly recovering to their original shape like a rubber ball.

"Lin Meng!" Rong Ling called her, his voice a bit heavy. He dragged her chin upward, signaling her to look up. Lin Meng's scalp was tight, but she still lifted her head, meeting Rong Ling's unusually serious gaze.

"Lin Meng, your body, you are not allowed to let anyone else touch!" His hand left her lips and landed on the softness in front of her chest, grabbing it fiercely. "I'm not repulsed by a woman who is unclean, but... I never raise women. If it's just for show, a fleeting romance, then no one can make demands of anyone else. But I raised you, your body must be loyal to me. If you let another man touch you—"

His large palm suddenly tightened, almost pinching Lin Meng's softness painfully.

"I'll let you know how terrifying my methods are!" His voice was also tense, with killing intent that could no longer be concealed.

Lin Meng winced in pain, but still pursed her lips and tried her best to hold back. Then, she nodded heavily, indicating that she understood.

Rong Ling loosened his grip and instead stroked Lin Meng's head, a barely perceptible smile gracing his lips as he whispered softly, "Good girl!"

Lin Meng lowered her head, her lips pressed tightly together. The softness in her chest ached painfully; she wanted to rub it with her hand, but she absolutely wouldn't do such a thing in front of Rong Ling. On the other hand, despite Rong Ling's threatening gaze, she didn't take it to heart much. After all, he was raising her; without him explicitly ordering her, she...she would be loyal to him! This...this wasn't natural, was it She...she wasn't that kind of girl who would be promiscuous!

Rong Ling reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently sniffing her hair. As if knowing she was pouting and thinking about something, his big hand moved down again, landing on that soft patch from before. He kneaded it gently.

"Rong Ling--" Lin Meng called out softly, blushing again easily. She reached out with her small hand, flustered and wanting to pull Rong Ling.

Rourou leaned into her ear, blowing hot breath against it. "Does it hurt!"

Lin Meng blushed and whispered, "That... That's not necessary!"

He insisted on pulling her skirt down. Such an action, in Lin Meng's eyes, was too... too explicit. This... this wasn't the time for that kind of thing!

Rong Ling lowered his eyes and thought to himself, "This little girl is quite principled." Compared to some of the more sexually liberated girls nowadays, she seemed rather traditional and reserved. This didn't make him think she was ridiculous, on the contrary, he found it endearing. It also made him respect her a bit more!

Rong Ling therefore loosened his grip, reaching for her small hand and gently playing with it.

"Lin Meng!"

"Hmm" Lin Meng blushed and replied.

I don't object to you making friends, that's your freedom. However, for some friends, you should keep an appropriate distance, especially -- male friends!

"Huh!" Lin Meng blinked in confusion.

Rong Ling bit her small ear again and coldly snorted: "Stupid woman, not many men can truly bear to have other men swagger around their women, especially when those men have ulterior motives!"

Lin Meng stared at Rong Ling's palm for a long time, troubledly shook her head, and shyly bit her lip and replied: "No... I don't understand!"

Rong Ling glared, staring at the black lump of a skull in front of her. She really wanted to smash it with her hand and see what was inside. How could there be such an idiotic woman He had already explained things clearly, and she still had the nerve to tell him she didn't understand!

"I think you'd better just die from being so stupid!"

Rong Lingqi snorted coldly. Then he thought again, his anger was really unworthy. Forget it, what's the point of arguing with this woman If she really understood, she probably wouldn't be in his arms now. What he wanted wasn't her slight naiveté and purity! Facing her, he didn't need to think too much. Because this woman almost put all her emotions on her face. You didn't even need to play mind games with her. Just look at her expression, and you could grasp all her joys, sorrows, anger, and sadness.

All he wanted was this simple thing!

"From now on, don't get too close to the Jiang brothers!" He patted her head forcefully.

She turned her head and frowned, asking, "Why" Jiang Chengfeng and Jiang Bolang are both good people, why can't they get too close

"Those two people, they both have ulterior motives towards you. Don't be foolish and rush yourself into their schemes!"

Well, that should make things clear enough, right Even Lin Meng, with their slow reaction time, finally seems to be getting it.

"No... it's not like that, is it"

She blushed and looked at Rong Ling awkwardly, waving her hands hurriedly to explain: "Actually, that...that we're just friends, nothing else, really, you...you might have misunderstood!"

She licked her lips, carefully looking at Rong Ling.

Rong Ling sneered in her heart. She and they had nothing to do with each other, otherwise, he wouldn't have so easily let this little woman use that kind of childish way to relieve his anger. But, he was a man, men understand men best, he could see, the Jiang family brothers looking at Lin Meng's eyes, that was the gaze a man looks at a woman, and also the ultimate desire to capture her. To say that the Jiang family brothers had no other thoughts, that would be a huge joke! People from their family have power and influence, how could they be selfless and purely make friends with others, especially, this friend, who is also a woman!

This can only be used to coax children!

Although the people he sent out didn't bring back the detailed investigation results, he had a general idea. If he wasn't certain that she hadn't been too close to the Jiang brothers, he wouldn't have simply given them a warning today. The Jiang family was powerful and not easy to deal with, but if they dared to touch his woman, he would still make them suffer some losses.

This has nothing to do with emotions, it's just because she's his woman, he can't let others walk all over him!

"In short, just remember what I said!"

He doesn't care what Lin Meng is thinking now, all he wants is for her to follow his orders.

Lin Meng nodded, but deep down she still didn't quite believe it. She thought Rong Ling was overthinking things a bit. Uh, maybe it was because Jiang Po Lang and the others were going to help her leave that Rong Ling thought this way.

Lin Meng came up with an explanation for herself and soon calmed down.

"Let's get dinner ready!" Rong Ling glanced at the watch, but it was almost six o'clock.

Lin Meng nodded, just about to slip out from Rong Ling's embrace, when she looked up and saw Rong Ling's damp hair. Her little hand itched a bit.

"Hee hee, Rong Ling, let me blow your hair for you!"

Saying that, she picked up the hairdryer that was still plugged in and quickly knelt down on the bed. Her small hands were placed on Rong Ling's head. Rong Ling was taken aback but didn't refuse. Lin Mengmeng laughed out loud, happily starting to mess with Rong Ling's hair. It felt like she was playing with a rather novel toy. Oh, no, it was much more exciting than that!

Rong Ling was tall and imposing. Even kneeling, Lin Meng could only reach Rong Ling's head. To make it easier to style his hair, she straightened her back as much as possible, causing her small chest to naturally protrude. The two prominent mounds swayed noticeably in front of Rong Ling's eyes.Rong Ling's heart skipped a beat, his gaze deepening slightly, a hint of tenderness flickering within him. But when he lowered his head further, he saw the comical Winnie-the-Pooh pattern on her pajamas. It was so childish that it instantly doused Rong Ling's feelings like a bucket of cold water.Rong Ling's face twitched involuntarily, and he rubbed his temples with his hand as if to relieve some pressure. With a mix of exasperation and amusement, he commanded: "From now on, don't wear these pajamas!"

Lin Meng's body stiffened, and her cheeks flushed slightly. "Why... why" She thought it was pretty good!

He was speechless. How could he possibly answer her—this little girl in a Winnie the Pooh pajamas He felt that if he spoke his true thoughts, it would be like harming a sapling of the nation! After a moment of silence, he put on a stern face and explained domineeringly, "Because I'll buy it for you later!"

This explanation was too domineering, but also too perfect. It was so perfect that Lin Meng didn't say another word. She just blushed, her face getting redder and hotter, as if steam was about to rise from the top of her head!caded down, draped over her shoulders, highlighting the girl's grace. Perhaps finding it in her way, she tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing her delicate earlobes. He still remembered the feeli...