Just like this, it climbed all the way from the fingertips to the sensitive peripheral nerves of the body, igniting the flame of desire that should not be present in the body.
His eyes darkened instantly.
Rong Zhaonan's reason told him that he should pull his fingers back immediately, but his body made no movement.
His dark and cold eyes looked at the girl beside him, her breathing was small and gentle, like a feather blowing gently over his palm.
Her face was also soft, and her long eyelashes covered her face, casting blurry shadows.
Her body was small, fragrant and soft, nestled against his side.
There was a strange feeling in his heart and body that made him want to jerk her like he would his rabbit--!
But I want to do more...
There are more things to do than holding and stroking a soft rabbit as a child.
Rong Zhaonan closed his eyes, suppressed the inappropriate emotions and surging desires in his eyes, and withdrew his hand.
Former enemies and teammates said that his combat plans were as crazy and ruthless as his own, but he knew that he was more cautious, suspicious and cautious than anyone else.
Before everything is cleared up, he shouldn't have any over-the-top behavior with this "rabbit" who looks clear and stupid but is unpredictable.
What's more, what this 'rabbit' has always shown is that she only has a cooperative relationship with him.
Although, she is his legal object.
After a long time, Rong Zhaonan calmed down his breathing, looked down at the girl beside him, and reached out to push her aside.
But just as he raised his hand, Ning Yuan immediately hugged his arm, rubbed it, and continued to sleep like a pillow: "Well..."
Rong Zhaonan: "..."
This long-haired rabbit must have been frightened to some extent by what happened today. He was not as calm as he appeared, so he was half curled up on himself.
Forget it, it's just a rabbit. It's cold in December and I need to find a nest.
Considering her cooperative relationship, he couldn't be too cruel and throw her out.
Rong Zhaonan decided to endure it and sleep.
Although he also slept really...uneasyly, because the rabbit also put her thigh on his waist.
It's... damn!
Why didn't I notice that her sleeping posture was so bad before? We have to separate beds tomorrow, it’s a must!
…
It was late at night, and people in the village were sleeping "warmly". On the field ridge outside the village, the arias of "The Story of the Red Lantern" floated in the wild tune in the middle of the night.
"Grandma, listen to me~~I have countless cousins~~If you don't come to visit if there is no big deal~If you come, kick my ass~~"
The tall shadow singing and walking on a bicycle suddenly stopped suddenly!
"Creak!" The sound almost hit the tail of a wild cat passing by in the field in the middle of the night.
"Meow!" The wild cat cursed angrily and scared and ran away.
Chen Chen stopped riding his bike and stopped singing melancholy. He cursed in a low voice in annoyance - "Fuck! I actually forgot that I have something to tell the captain!"
He received a telegram message from the capital, which was of great importance and was one of the tasks entrusted to him by the captain.
But when he was scared by the captain just now, he forgot about it!
Do you want to go back and report to the captain?
Chen Chen looked back at the far entrance to the village, hesitated for a while, and then turned around and rode away.
As he rode his bike, he muttered: "Forget it, don't go back tonight to get into trouble, you'll get beaten. When people come from the capital, the captain will know sooner or later, and we can't stop them from coming."
It’s all because the captain was so scary and even drove him back to the county seat.
It makes him just want to call daddy and forget about it, so you can't blame him!
…
Early the next morning, Ning Yuan opened her eyes refreshed and her muscles and bones relaxed.
The bed in the dream was really big, and she also hugged a very comfortable big pillow, which greatly relieved her fatigue from battling wits and courage with the traffickers yesterday.
Had a great night's sleep...
As a result, when she turned around, she saw——
Rong Zhaonan sat expressionlessly on the inside of the bed, sitting cross-legged, with the palms of each hand facing up, holding the Lotus Jue on his fingertips, leaning against the wall by the window in the posture of hugging Yuan Shouyi.
Well, this is a very typical Taoist meditation posture.
"Taoist priest...are you cultivating immortality?" Ning Yuan's lips twitched and she couldn't help but make a joke.
No wonder the bed was so big. It turned out that someone was practicing martial arts against the corner and gave up both bed boards to her.
Rong Zhaonan opened his eyes, his eyes as cold as glass but still a little green.
He said coldly: "This kind of feudal superstition can be said casually. Ning Yuan, do you have any ideological awareness!"
Ning Yuan: "...Oh, I was wrong. You are thinking about Marxist philosophy against the wall."
This man was so angry early in the morning that he choked people when he opened his mouth.
Rong Zhaonan didn't bother to look at her, so he quickly jumped out of bed and went to wash up.
How could a person who had no sleep all night and could only meditate have a good temper? He didn't strangle the scrawled rabbit on the bed because he was well-educated.
Ning Yuan scratched her messy hair and climbed out of bed, muttering to herself, should Mr. Rong practice martial arts?
Why does it seem like he can meditate like in martial arts novels? He didn’t learn kung fu from a Taoist priest somewhere, right?
After they both finished washing and went to work separately, Ning Yuan felt that there was still resentment in Rong Zhaonan's back.
Ning Yuan felt that Monk Zhang Er was confused and had no idea why he was angry.
In the evening, we called it a day and went to Mr. Tang and Grandma Xia’s place for dinner.
Grandma Xia listened to her complaints and didn't take it seriously: "Oh, just like women, men sometimes have a few days of irritability and anger every month."
Ning Yuan felt that she had learned a lot, so she humbly asked for advice: "Is there such a thing? Men have menstruation?"
Why hasn't she heard of it?
Grandma Xia put the fried vegetables on the table: "A man is called Yue Jing. For example, if you concentrate on studying and he looks at you, your energy has nowhere to vent, and you become Yue Jing. I will give you a recipe, and you can cook it for him." Just take a few menstruation-regulating medicines and relieve the heat!"
Ning Yuan's face turned red and she muttered: "...It sounds like you are always good at prescribing prescriptions."
I believe you, you are a bad old lady, you are so bad, you always tell dirty jokes when you open your mouth, how can a foreign lady do this? !
It is obvious that the Tang family is the ancestral traditional Chinese medicine family.
While Mr. Tang was wiping the new glasses Ning Yuan bought for him with great care, he answered: "What your grandma said is not unreasonable."
Ning Yuan: "Ah?"
Does this nonsense porn joke still make sense?
Mr. Tang put on his glasses next to a half-broken mirror and said, "After we got married, she became my father's disciple, and she learned better than me. At that time, the Tang family's medicine companies were all over Southeast Asia, and she was responsible for taking care of them." .”
Ning Yuan looked at Old Mrs. !
Grandma Xia rolled her eyes and decided to show off her skills to the ignorant little girl: "It is said in "Suwen·Jin Guizhen Comments" - The husband's essence is the foundation of life. The kidney stores essence, including innate essence and acquired essence. Two parts. Both men and women have to be balanced by yin and yang..."
"What does yin and yang harmonize?" A cool voice suddenly sounded outside the door.
Ning Yuan turned around and saw Rong Zhaonan coming in carrying two fish.
She immediately smiled awkwardly. She really couldn't tell anyone behind their backs: "Here you come, I'll serve the rice."
With that said, she quickly stood up, wiped her hands and walked past Rong Zhaonan to serve the rice.
Mr. Tang's glasses flashed slightly and he called to Rong Zhaonan: "Xiaonan, come to the yard and help me look at the fence."
Rong Zhaonan nodded, put down the fish, and followed Mr. Tang out.
Arriving in the yard, Mr. Tang suddenly took out a crumpled newspaper from his arms and asked, "Xiaonan, you should be back to work soon. Do you plan to return to the capital?"
Rong Zhaonan took a look and saw that it was the "People's Day" with the largest circulation in the country. He saw his father's name on the top page of the newspaper.
He lowered his eyelashes to block the gloom in his eyes: "What belongs to me, I want to take it back."
Mr. Tang was a very knowledgeable person, and he never thought that he could hide it from him.
Mr. Tang asked: "When will you leave?"
Rong Zhaonan: "After some time, I still need to investigate something."
Mr. Tang glanced at Ning Yuan: "Will you take Ning Yuan back to the capital?"
He had seen the former male educated youth return to the city and never come back to pick up his wife from the countryside.
But those women can't go anywhere, and they don't even know the specific address of their husbands' hometown.
Rong Zhaonan paused and said calmly: "I don't know how."
