Young Mistress of a Wealthy Family

  "Come here!" He beckoned with his hand.

  "Huh?" Lin Meng slightly tilted her head, holding a towel to wipe her hair, walking towards him. Standing by the bed, she lowered her head to look at him.

  Rong Ling picked up the file on her leg, slightly raised her body, stretched out her long arm, grasped her neck, pulled it down, leaned in, and kissed her lips fiercely. Then, she let go of her and said calmly.

  "Go dry your hair, it's been like this for so long!" He said, lowering his head again and putting his attention back on the documents.

  "Huh?!" Lin Meng was perplexed, and after being stunned for a moment, her face turned red. If he had called her over just to say that, then there was no need to come so close, he could have said it earlier. Or was this man trying to kiss her?!

  Lin Meng got herself all flustered and dizzy, then went to look for the hair dryer. Not finding it, she had no choice but to ask Rong Ling.

  "Where is the hair dryer?!"

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

  Lin Meng found it, plugged it in and started fiddling with the hair dryer. This thing, she didn't use often, not that Lin Meng's family was too poor to afford a hair dryer, which was impossible. On the contrary, there were quite a few hair dryers at home, three to be exact. Lin's mother had one, Lin Teng had one, and they each kept theirs in their own rooms. The new hair dryer was originally meant for Lin Zhi and Lin Meng to share, and it was initially placed in the bathroom. However, Lin Zhi got into the habit of sitting in her own room, listening to music while blow-drying her hair, and after she finished, she would casually leave the hair dryer in her room. Lin Meng had gone to Lin Zhi's room a few times to get it, but as time went on, she didn't want to go into Lin Zhi's room anymore, so as not to provoke her glare. So, she usually just let her hair air dry!

  It's been a long time since she used this thing, Lin Meng looked a bit clumsy. One hand fiddled with her hair, the other held a blow dryer, messing around randomly, she just wanted to let her hair be half dry, as long as it didn't drip water droplets.

  The sound of the wind made Rong Ling raise her head slightly to take a look. Seeing Lin Meng's messy appearance, she couldn't help but stare. How could this person be so clumsy? Can't even use a hair dryer properly! Although she thought so in her heart, she also found that Lin Meng was actually quite cute like this.

  "Come here!" Rong Ling couldn't take it anymore.

  Lin Meng immediately turned off the light, turned her head to look at Rong Ling. Her disheveled hair framed her face, and her pale complexion seemed to be shrouded in a faint mist, still beautiful enough to stir up trouble.

  "Come here!" Rong Ling spoke again.

  Lin Meng put down the hair dryer and placed it on the floor, ready to leave.

  He stroked his forehead and sighed, somewhat helplessly and laughably.

  "Bring a hair dryer over!" A helpless smile spread across his face. This girl is really annoying!

  Lin Meng said she did, took the hair dryer over and asked Rong Ling with concern, "Do you want to blow it?!"

  Rong Ling's hair is now in a semi-dry state.

  Lin Meng smiled and said: "I'll help you blow it dry!"

  Rong Ling raised an eyebrow, almost laughing out loud. This silly girl, she should sort herself out first.

  Rong Ling stretched out his hand, Lin Menghui understood, and immediately put the hair dryer in Rong Ling's hand. She thought that Rong Ling was going to do it himself and didn't need her help anymore. On the other side, she even kindly helped Rong Ling plug in the power cord. Her dark eyes sparkled with excitement, shining brightly as she looked at Rong Ling, eager to try.

  "Sit here!"

  Rong Ling pointed to his side.

  Lin Meng didn't think much and sat down. Rong Ling was so handsome that it seemed like no matter how she looked at him, she couldn't get enough of him. So Lin Meng thought to herself that sitting there watching Rong Ling blow-dry his own hair wasn't bad at all.

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

  "Huh?" Lin Meng turned her head to look at him, but her face was pushed back by Rong Ling's hand, and the back of her head faced him.

  "Sit down!" Yong Ling ordered in a deep voice. "Stop looking around!"

  After finishing speaking, a soft whooshing sound started. Lin Meng felt astonished and sensed that there were fingers stroking her forehead.

  Huh?!!

  She was stunned for a moment, no... it wasn't what she had thought?!

  Her voice was loud enough to dispel her doubts completely.

  "Stretch out your hand and take hold of his hair!"

  This is the bedroom, and it used to be a man's bedroom. There were no messy hairpins or leather cases like those of women, so Lin Meng's small hands had to participate in temporarily acting as hairpins.

  Lin Meng stretched out her hand in a daze, grasping a bundle of wet and sleek hair. On the other side, Rong Ling's slender and warm fingers began to weave through her hair, and as she watched, the strands were blown dry one by one, and the water was evaporated bit by bit!

  Lin Meng gently lowered her eyes, and her eyelashes trembled a few times. Her nose suddenly felt sour. Before this, she had seen Lin's mother blow-drying Lin Zhi's hair, such a loving and harmonious scene between the mother and daughter, and she had truly envied it. She secretly thought that if one day someone would also blow-dry her hair, she would definitely be very happy! Who would have thought that this person would be Rong Ling?

  It's really... so happy!

  The warm wind blows gently on the scalp, making people feel lazy and relaxed all over, even more comfortable than sunbathing. A man's fingers weave through his hair, occasionally brushing against the scalp, also warm, with a silent intimacy.

  Her face quietly turned red, with a hint of shyness.

  Such an action should be very intimate, right?! Such an action is something that only people who are very close to each other would do to each other, right?!

  Then, she and he... are quite intimate, right?!

  Although she had her mouth closed, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. For a moment, there was silence, only the sound of the wind blowing and the light tapping of fingers. Actually, this quiet and gentle atmosphere was Lin Meng's favorite. She felt that in such a state, she might be able to sit for a lifetime.

  At times, Rong Ling pulled open Lin Meng's hand and put down another batch of wet hair. Then, holding her small hand again, he indicated that she should continue to grasp the bundle of black hair on top of her head. As the black hair continued to fall, as the amount of hair in Lin Meng's hands continued to decrease, finally, Lin Meng let go of her small hand, and Rong Ling blew dry all of her hair.

  The murmurs still echoed, Lin Meng's head slightly lowered, her two small ears had already turned pink. Rong Ling had already noticed and measured them more than ten times. Such a tempting, soft, and delicate color, placed in front of his eyes, he had no reason not to lean over and take a bite.

  He gently took her earlobe, and she tensed up, but instead, she pushed her earlobe further into his mouth. As he lightly bit down, the gentle hum of the air conditioner suddenly stopped. Lin Meng's face was as beautiful as a sunset, with a tender glow. Her pretty eyes were also filled with warm, moist emotions.

  She sat quietly, incredibly obedient. You give her a peach, she returns a plum, it's probably just that kind of thing. She thinks he's really good to her, she thinks, even if he bites her a few times, it's...it's not a big deal!

  He was surprised by her gentleness, and instead of using force, he only lightly bit down and then moved his lips away. His long hand brushed against her cheek. His slender fingers slowly lifted her chin, indicating for her to look at him. Lin Meng cooperated and slightly turned her head, her face now a deeper shade of red than the peach blossoms she had pinched during the birthday celebration, tender and delicate.

  "Rong Ling..." She called out softly with a hint of shyness.

  Rong Ling's eyes gradually deepened. Looking at her, his strong index finger slowly stroked her red lips, ambiguously rubbing against them. The moisture in her eyes grew heavier, shimmering with a watery glow!

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

  "Has this little mouth been kissed by only me?!" He asked in a low voice, his eyes narrowing slightly.

  Lin Meng's heart tightened, her tender lips trembled slightly, and were completely captured by Rong Ling's fingers.

  "I..." Lin Meng lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him, and unable to meet his gaze.

  Rong Ling's fingers applied a bit more force, and those tender lips were pressed down hard before being released again. The lips were soft and delicate, with great elasticity, immediately bouncing back to their original shape like a rubber ball.

  "Lin Meng!" Rong Ling called out to her, his tone slightly serious. His fingers, which were holding onto her chin, pulled upwards slightly, signaling for her to lift her head. Lin Meng's scalp felt a bit tight, but she still lifted her head up, meeting Rong Ling's unusually serious gaze.

  "Lin Meng, this body of yours, no one else is allowed to touch!" His hand left her lips and grasped the softness on her chest. "I'm not rejecting unclean women, but rather, I've never kept a mistress. If it's just for show or a fleeting romance, then no one can make demands of anyone. But I've taken care of you, your body must be loyal to me. If you let another man touch you..."

  His large palm suddenly used force, almost pinching Lin Meng's softness.

  "I'll let you know how terrifying my methods are!" The voice also tightened up, with an aura of killing intent that couldn't be hidden!

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

  Rong Ling let go of his hand and stroked Lin Meng's head, with a barely visible smile, whispering: "Good girl!"

  Lin Meng lowered her head, pursing her lips tightly. The softness on her chest was pinched so hard that it hurt a bit, and she felt uncomfortable, wanting to rub it with her hand. However, she would absolutely not do such a thing in front of Rong Ling. On the contrary, Rong Ling's threatening aura didn't bother her much. After all, he supported her, and without him explicitly instructing her, she... she would naturally be loyal to him! This... wasn't it only natural? She... she wasn't that kind of girl who would act recklessly!

  Rong Ling stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, intimately sniffing the fragrance of her hair. As if knowing she was pouting and thinking about something, his large palm moved down again, touching the softness that had been there before, gently kneading it.

  "Rong Ling——" Lin Meng softly called out, and her face easily turned red again. She stretched out her small hand, flustered, wanting to pull Rong Ling over.

  Rong Ling blew hot air ambiguously by her ear. "Doesn't it hurt?!"

  Lin Meng's face turned red as she lowered her voice and whispered, "That... that isn't necessary!"

  Insisted on pulling down Rong Ling's hand. Such an action, in Lin Meng's view, was too... too erotic! This... this wasn't the time for that kind of thing!

  Rong Ling looked at her with a hint of admiration, thinking that this little girl was quite principled. Compared to some modern girls who were open about their sexuality, she seemed a bit more traditional and reserved, which not only didn't make him laugh, but also made her more lovable. Moreover, it would also make people respect her even more!

  Rong Ling thus loosened his grip, grasped her small hand, and gently played with it.

  "Lin Meng!"

  "Hmm?" Lin Meng's face turned red as she responded with a soft "en".

  "I don't object to you making friends, that's your freedom. However, with some friends, you should keep a proper distance, especially - male friends!"

  "What?!" Lin Meng blinked in confusion.

  Rong Ling bit her little ear again, and hummed coldly: "Stupid woman, there are not many men who can really tolerate other men lingering around his woman every day, especially when these men have ulterior motives!"

  Lin Meng stared at Rong Ling's palm for a while, shook her head in distress, and replied with a embarrassed bite of her lip: "Don't... understand!"

  She glared at the black skull in front of her, really wanting to knock it with one hand and see what was inside. How could there be such a stupid woman? He had already made himself clear enough, but she still had the nerve to say she didn't understand!

  "You're so stupid it's better if you just drop dead!"

  Rong Lingqi snorted. After a moment's thought, he felt that his anger was not worth it. Forget it, why bother with this woman? If she had really understood him, she probably wouldn't be in his arms now. What he wanted from her was just a bit of innocence and purity! He didn't need to think too much when dealing with her. Because of this woman, almost all emotions were written on her face, you didn't need to play mind games with her. Just by looking at her expression, you could grasp all her joys and sorrows.

  All he wants is just this simple thing!

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

  She turned her head, frowned and asked: "Why?" Jiang Chengfeng and Jiang Porang are both very good people, why can't they get too close!

  Rong Ling directly pointed out. "Those two people have ulterior motives towards you. Don't be foolish and send yourself to them!"

  Isn't this clear enough?! Lin Meng is just a bit slow-witted, but he finally got it.

  "No... it can't be, right?"

  Her face red, she looked at Rong Ling with embarrassment, hastily waving her hand to explain: "Actually, that... we're just friends, nothing else, really, you... you might be thinking too much!"

  She licked her lips and looked at Rong Ling cautiously.

  Rong Ling sneered in her heart, she and they were nothing else, otherwise, he wouldn't have let this little woman resolve his anger with that small method so easily. However, he was a man, men understand men the most, he could see the way the Jiang brothers looked at Lin Meng, it was the way men look at women, also the way they want to capture her in the end. To say that the Jiang brothers had no other intentions was truly a huge joke, people from families like theirs with power and influence wouldn't be so selfless and genuine when making friends with others, especially when this friend is of the opposite sex?!

  This can only be used to coax children!

  Although the people he sent out did not bring back detailed results, he had a general idea in his mind. If he wasn't certain that she didn't have too much intimate contact with the Jiang brothers, today, he wouldn't have just simply warned them. Although the Jiang family has great power and is hard to deal with, if they really touched his woman, he would still make the Jiang family lose some face.

  It has nothing to do with emotions, just because she is his woman, he can't let others climb over his head!

  "Just remember what I said!"

  He doesn't care what Lin Meng thinks now, he just wants her to follow his words.

  Lin Meng nodded, but in fact, she still didn't quite believe it and thought that Rong Ling was thinking too much. Hmm, maybe it's because Jiang Porang and the others were going to help her leave, so Rong Ling thought of this.

  Lin Meng found an excuse for herself and soon calmed down.

  "Let's get ready for dinner!" Rong Ling raised his eyes to look at his watch, but it was almost six o'clock.

  Lin Meng nodded and was about to get out of Rong Ling's arms, but when she lifted her head, she saw that Rong Ling's hair was still wet. Her little hand felt a bit itchy.

  "Hehe, Rong Ling, let me blow dry your hair!"

  As she spoke, she picked up the hair dryer that was still plugged in on the other side and quickly knelt down on the bed. Her small hands rested on Rong Ling's head. Rong Ling was taken aback for a moment but didn't refuse. Lin Meng saw this and burst out laughing, delightedly starting to fiddle with Rong Ling's hair, feeling like she was playing with a new and interesting toy. Oh, it was even more exciting than that!

  Rong Ling's body was tall and large, Lin Meng even if she knelt straight with her legs, could only be as high as Rong Ling's head. Because she had to straighten up to mess with Rong Ling's hair, her small chest unconsciously puffed out, those two obvious bulges were very eye-catching in front of Rong Ling. Rong Ling's heart was hot for a moment, his eyes deepened slightly, somewhat moved, but when he looked down again, he saw the childish Winnie the Pooh pattern, and immediately poured a basin of cold water on himself. Rong Ling's face twitched, couldn't help but rub his eyebrows with his hand, half helpless and half amused, ordered: "From now on, don't wear this pajama anymore!"

  Lin Meng's body stiffened, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Wh...why?" She thought it was fine!

  Rong Ling was speechless, how could he answer her - answer this girl wearing a Winnie the Pooh pajama. He thought that if he spoke his true thoughts, it would be like harming the tender shoots of the country! After a moment of silence, he put on a cool face and explained in a very overbearing tone: "Because, I'll buy it for you later!"

  This explanation was too domineering, but also too perfect. Lin Meng didn't say another word, her small face turned red and hot, as if steam was about to burst out of the top of her head!