Chapter 682: Jealous, Go Find Your First Love!

It was so warm in the quilt in the morning.

Rong Zhan kept pestering her, she refused, but he whispered in her ear in a bewitching way: "Without physical friction, there will be no spark of love, so that I can love you more."

After all this trouble, it was time to get up.

There was something that the assistant Coco told him yesterday, saying that there would be a bonfire party organized near the border tonight, and Anthony said that they might sing two songs with them tonight, which would be lively.

But at the moment, Sang Xia was putting on her underwear, and suddenly asked him, "Rong Zhan, you said that there would be no spark of love without physical friction? How about your first love? Could it be that you slept with someone first and then fell in love with them?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, but once he said this, Rong Zhan was almost annoyed, and he hurriedly said, "Wife, can you stop talking nonsense, what first love or not, it's been so many years, don't mention the past."

This was quite evasive and obscure. Sang Xia asked unintentionally, and she felt a little jealous when Rong Zhan opened his mouth.

Is there really a first love?

She glared at him and said faintly, "No wonder you are so good at hooking up, it turns out you have a first love to practice with."

First love practice?

Rong Zhan knew she was jealous when he heard this, and did not explain, but just smiled and said, "What first love practice, being single is for "practice"."

He leaned over to hug her, and Sang Xia responded with a red face and scolded him.

Not serious again!

But in her heart, she felt a little curious and jealous about his first love.

Although Rong Zhan said he was a virgin, first love is always different.

First love always has a hint of charm.

After washing up, while waiting for Anthony and his people to come and pick her up, Sang Xia couldn't help but ask him, as if inadvertently, casually, "Rong Zhan, when did you have your first love? What was the other person like? Was she pretty?"

When Rong Zhan heard this, he raised his narrow and long phoenix eyes, looked at her meaningfully, and said lightly, "Pretty."

"Very pretty?"

"Very pretty."

Sang Xia's face changed slightly, and she was jealous, "Is she as pretty as me?"

Rong Zhan was not stupid, so he naturally heard that she was jealous, but the more jealous she was, the more he saw it in his eyes, and his eyes looked more and more deep and compelling.

"Do you really want to know?"

When he said this, Sang Xia raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is this true?"

Rong Zhan finally leaned back and leaned on the chair, looking lazy and casual, squinting at her, and said lightly, "No worse than you."

As soon as the voice fell, Sang Xia's expression froze a little.

She looked at him for two seconds, then lowered her head and continued to stuff food into her mouth, stuffing it non-stop, with her cheeks puffed up, looking like she was angry.

Rong Zhan laughed softly.

Sang Xia: "..."

She couldn't help but kick him hard under the table.

Rong Zhan dodged as if he had expected it, and Sang Xia was so angry that her face turned pale and blue.

"Wife, why don't you continue asking?"

"What else are you asking? I don't have anything to say!"

Sang Xia spoke coldly, without any emotion.

Rong Zhan, on the other hand, was not willing to give up. "If you don't want to ask, then I'll tell you."

"Who wants to hear it!"

She snorted coldly and subconsciously wanted to get up and leave, but she didn't know what she thought of. She endured it and sat down to continue eating.

Rong Zhan saw her little thoughts, and rubbed his thin lips meaningfully twice, and said faintly, "First love, the one I like is not only the most beautiful, but also gentle and kind, sunny and optimistic. When she was sixteen years old, her smile was always particularly charming... and she..."

"Enough! Don't say it!"

Sang Xia couldn't listen anymore, her face turned green with anger.

What kind of person is this? Isn't it too much to praise your first love in front of your current woman?

She took the initiative to bring it up. It was obviously arrogant and wanted to find a sense of superiority. She asked Rong Zhan to praise her. Who knows if his head was kicked by a donkey.

She immediately stood up and walked away expressionlessly, but Rong Zhan stood up slowly and said behind her, "What, are you jealous?"

Eat your sister!

Sang Xia was a little angry.

She didn't know what was wrong with Rong Zhan. Could it be that she really couldn't resist his first love?

Sensing him approaching, she suddenly turned around to hit him, "Go away, since she is so good, beautiful and gentle, optimistic and kind, and her smile is so charming, go find your first love."

Rong Zhan grabbed her wrist and looked down at her, with a smile on his lips, "It's just a pity that I was in love with her at that time, and she didn't like me."

Hearing this, Sang Xia suddenly laughed sarcastically, "Oh? She still doesn't like you? This shouldn't be the case. You are so handsome, how can you not catch up with her?"

Rong Zhan just looked at her and said slowly, "Because, she also has a very handsome boyfriend."

Hearing this, Sang Xia immediately said with some gloating, "Tsk, that's really a pity, you are so good, you also love your wife, but..."

Sang Xia suddenly stopped.

She thought about it carefully. For a man, the desire to conquer something that he can't get is probably stronger, and he will always be agitated, especially for a guy like Rong Zhan.

Did he really give up at that time?

"But what?"

When Rong Zhan heard her talking about herself, the depths of his narrow eyes suddenly became more profound.