"You gave me the cloak, what should you do if you get cold?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head and asked.
Luo Fengtang lowered his eyes and smiled, and said: "I drank wine at noon, and I'm still feeling hot now. I won't be cold."
Yang Ruoqing said: "No, let's put on the cloaks together so that everyone can stay warm."
At her insistent request, the cloak was put back on his body, and then she changed her position and sat facing him, burying her head in his chest, holding his waist with both hands, and retracting her whole body. In his arms.
"Well, my Qing'er is still smart, and this posture is good." Luo Fengtang lowered his head and pressed it against her ear canal.
"Hehe, I'm sitting tight, let's go home!" she said.
"It's your order!" He responded cheerfully and galloped out.
In his ears was the sound of the whistling wind and the sound of traffic on the street, and in his breath was the familiar masculine energy.
Because he drank a little wine, he had a faint smell of alcohol, which merged with the heat of his body and emitted, turning into a magical male hormone, teasing her.
She couldn't help but feel weird, and her hands began to fumble around his waist restlessly.
On the other hand, he couldn't help but secretly raise his head to see the change in his expression.
Looking up from her point of view, what she saw was his cold and handsome face, high bridge of nose, dark and deep eyes, and slightly pursed lips.
His chin and the lines on his face were all just right and perfect, and there was an indescribable majesty and dignity in his coldness.
What's even worse is that his waist under this palm is really in great shape.
The muscles are strong and well-proportioned, without any excess flesh. Such a man is really attractive to women.
I don’t know how many noble ladies want to be his concubines. It’s a pity that he belongs to me, Yang Ruoqing.
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing became even more proud, and felt even more that she could not squander everything, so her hand slid to the waist of his trousers even more dishonestly, groping there...
While groping, I peeked at his expression...
However, for the first time, Luo Fengtang didn't feel any strange at all.
Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised.
The body is the most honest. He obviously reacted. Shouldn't his expression be so calm and calm?
She smiled evilly, hid in her big cloak and continued to do bad things.
After arriving home and dismounting, Yang Ruoqing went to say hello to Mr. Sun.
After saying hello to her and going back to her room to take a nap, Luo Fengtang suddenly came out of the bathroom, picked her up from behind and threw her directly onto the bed.
"Ah, I thought you weren't in the house, you scared me!" Yang Ruoqing said angrily.
"Baby, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Luo Fengtang said through gritted teeth. He leaned over and pressed on her, gently biting her delicate earlobe and making love.
Yang Ruoqing was the most ticklish, giggling and twisting her body to dodge left and right.
"It's so itchy. General, please spare the little one!" she begged for mercy.
Luo Fengtang pinched her chin and said, "Weren't you very arrogant on horseback earlier? Please beg for mercy now. It's too late. I will execute you on the spot as a warning to others!"
On this early winter afternoon, the house was filled with bright spring light. Under the warm hibiscus tent, the two of them walked through the clouds and rain, enjoying the joy of fish and water.
After enjoying themselves, the two of them came out of the bathroom and put on clean clothes.
Yang Ruoqing sat on the bed with her legs crossed and drank red date tea. Luo Fengtang came over and handed her a booklet.
"What?" she asked curiously.
Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows: "Good stuff, I'm sure you'll like it."
Yang Ruoqing guessed that it was the notebooks she liked to read. She liked to read some miscellaneous books, such as Classic of Mountains and Seas, Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, and the like.
So Luo Fengtang also liked to collect these things and bring them back to her when he went elsewhere.
However, when Yang Ruoqing put down her tea bowl, opened the booklet and turned a few pages, she was happy.
"This is really a good thing that I like right now, Tang Yazi, where did you get it?" Yang Ruoqing raised her head and asked excitedly.
This is the account book of Jingtian Restaurant. There are a lot of things in it that record the behind-the-scenes operations of Jingtian Restaurant in tax evasion.
Luo Fengtang said: "Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are determined to do it, there will definitely be a way to do it."
"Don't ask this, just ask, do you like this thing?" he asked with a smile.
Yang Ruoqing put down the book in her hand, stood up, hugged his neck, kissed him hard on the cheek.
"I like it, I like it so much," she said excitedly.
"Once this account book is sent to the government, it will be enough for Zhuge Qing to drink a big pot. Even if he finds someone to work behind his back and smooth the relationship, we can do it, hahaha!"
"Huh, Zhuge Qing, you really have a road to heaven and if you don't take it, there will be no way to hell."
"Who can I mess with? Are you here to mess with my aunt? Now I'm going to fight you to the death, and you'll have to walk around with nothing to eat!"
Seeing Yang Ruoqing's excited look, like a victorious little rooster, Luo Fengtang was also filled with joy.
He raised his hand and rubbed Yang Ruoqing's hair, "Whatever you want to do, just go and do it. I'm here to make up for the huge problem for you!"
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Strike while the iron is hot, two days later, Yang Ruoqing came to the Duke's Mansion again.
After finding Wan Qingchun, she handed the account book to Wan Qingchun and asked him to operate it. She just waited to see the good show.
When she was about to leave, the eldest maid from the Yao family in the backyard came to the front yard to ask her: "Mrs. Luo, my wife said, if you have finished talking about business with the Duke, can you take some time to go to the backyard? My wife welcome."
Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to express her position, Wan Qingchun also said: "Sister, please go there for a while. My mother-in-law has been eating and drinking in the backyard for the past two days. She is probably bored to death."
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Sure, I'll go have a chat with her, it'll just relieve the boredom."
In the backyard, Mrs. Yao was happy to see Yang Ruoqing's arrival. She quickly greeted Yang Ruoqing to sit down, and then ordered the maids in the room to bring a table of melon and fruit snacks to entertain her.
The topic they talked about naturally revolved around pregnancy and childbirth. Yang Ruoqing could understand Yao's mood at the moment.
For every new mother-to-be, talking and discussing the fetus is almost the focus of this stage of life.
Yang Ruoqing will not be stingy with her own experience. Sharing experience can sometimes help others to avoid detours.
When the two of them were about to talk, Yao hesitated several times.
Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised: "Do you want to say something? Just say it!"
Mrs. Yao glanced around and then sent the maids out.
Seeing Yao's situation, Yang Ruoqing was even more surprised. What secrets did he want to tell her?
When they were the only two people left in the room, Yao and Yang Ruoqing said, "Have you heard? The wedding date of His Royal Highness has been set, and it will be on the second day of October."
