Yang Yongjin smiled and said: "Looking at your serious look, Qing'er, why should I take it for granted? Isn't this simple? I'll go to the backyard and talk to the cook later about making meat and bone soup tomorrow morning. "
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay, then I'll go there first!"
Back in her room, Yang Ruoqing found that Luo Fengtang had already taken a shower, but did not go to bed. Instead, he was sitting by the bed, wiping the long sword in his hand.
The white clothes were worn loosely on her body, and her chest was opened a little, revealing a hint of wheat-colored skin.
The dark hair after bathing was hanging down, and a few long bangs hung beside his graceful side face.
From her point of view, the curves of his facial features were so smooth and three-dimensional. The orange light beside the bed shrouded his shoulders. The coldness during the day had faded away. At this moment, he was a little more soft and lazy.
Looking at the beauty, Yang Ruoqing felt itchy in her heart, as if a kitten was scratching her claws. She wished she could rush up and knock him down right now...
"Why are you standing there so still? Come here."
Luo Fengtang raised his eyes, his long phoenix eyes filled with a little bit of warmth, and he stretched out a hand towards her.
Facing his gaze, Yang Ruoqing seemed to be bewitched and walked forward unconsciously.
When he held her on his lap and his warm breath came, she finally regained consciousness.
"I haven't showered yet. I'm covered in sweat. I'll make you dirty later."
She said and quickly stood up.
As soon as she left his lap, he pulled her back again and sat on his lap again, a bit more intimate than the previous position.
"Uh..." Yang Ruoqing put her hand on her forehead, her eyes flickering wildly, but they were all aimed at his chest.
"It's such a hot day. It's not hot for you to sit hugging me like this. This bath is all for nothing!" she said with a smile.
"You just came in, why are you standing there motionless?" he asked suddenly.
"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing was a little confused.
Luo Fengtang raised his hand and grabbed her chin, lifting it so that her eyes were level with it.
"Answer my question." He said again.
Yang Ruoqing felt guilty for a while. Could it be that I was peeking at him, tilting him, and he noticed my lewd eyes?
Hey, it's so embarrassing. They are already an old couple, why are they still peeking at her so lewdly? Can’t we just look at it openly?
Yang Ruoqing, you are so pretentious and unpromising!
"You look so good tonight, I can't help but look stupid." She blurted out as her head felt hot.
Luo Fengtang's chest tightened for a moment, and he obviously didn't expect Yang Ruoqing to tell the reason so carelessly.
He likes this reason.
"Really?" He narrowed his eyes, leaned a little closer, his hot breath brushed against her cheek, and his voice was low, with a bit of magnetic charm: "So, which part of my body does Qing'er think is the most beautiful? ?”
Yang Ruoqing's cheeks heated up and she raised her hand to gently poke his strong chest.
"It's beautiful here. The wheat color represents sexiness, wildness, and the explosion of hormones..."
Before she finished speaking, her hand was suddenly held by him.
He leaned close to her ear and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er can't favor one thing over another. There is one thing, even though it's not very pretty, you still have to like it."
Yang Ruoqing blinked her eyes. Before she could realize where he was pointing, her fingers suddenly touched something...
There was a buzz in her head, like countless fireworks exploding in an instant...
This stinky gangster!
The curtain fell, and two figures were entangled on the bed.
The summer night wind penetrated into the house through the window screen, and the candle on the table exploded into a lantern.
A Midsummer Night's Dream, tonight, the house is full of beauty...
…
I originally thought that Luo Daye and her two children would arrive from Zhoujiacun, at least after noon.
Unexpectedly, after breakfast the next day, when Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came to the hospital with bone soup, they heard screaming cries coming from inside as soon as they walked to the door of the ward.
Yang Ruoqing paused and looked at Luo Fengtang: "Your aunt came so early!"
Luo Fengtang frowned, "Maybe I heard the news yesterday and set off on the spot."
Blacksmith Luo went back after noon yesterday. Even if he drove the car very fast, it would take more than eighty miles to reach Zhoujiacun by the time the lights were turned on.
It will take time to explain these things to Luo Daye when we get to Zhoujia Village. Luo Daye also needs to make some preparations before setting off with her two grandsons, at least a few changes of clothes.
Since we arrived so early in the morning, we can see that this is the county town where we came all night.
"Although I have no sympathy for Zhou Xia at all, I still feel a little uncomfortable when I hear your aunt crying."
Yang Ruoqing said in a low voice.
The white-haired person gave the black-haired person a gift. I have known Luo Da'e for more than ten years, and I have seen her cry many times.
Most of the time, the crying was fake, in order to win Blacksmith Luo's sympathy, but today's crying was the most shocking.
There is no pretense at all, it is completely from the heart, heart-wrenching crying, wailing, heartbreaking...
"Go in first!" Luo Fengtang said, stepping into the house.
Yang Ruoqing followed and came in immediately.
In the room, Zhou Wang was sitting on the bed, his face was pale, his eyes were red, and he looked like he had just cried.
Blacksmith Luo squatted in the corner, holding a dry tobacco stick in his mouth and blowing smoke rings to vent his emotions.
Xiaohuan stood aside, holding her one-year-old son in her arms, and Goudan stood beside her. Goudan's eyes were wide open, looking at the grandma who was lying beside his father's bed, howling and beating her chest. The child's eyes were filled with tears. It's curiosity.
As for Luo Da'e, her hair was already disheveled, her face was distorted from crying, and her voice was almost hoarse.
When a person is in that state of extreme sadness, he is speechless, bursts into tears, his whole body twitches, and his tears and snot are all stuck on the sheets.
After Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing came in, they looked at each other in shock when they saw this situation.
Let the two of them go forward to comfort Luo Da'e?
Sorry, I really can't say anything to comfort you, because the evil deeds of Zhou Xia and his wife are now being hotly discussed in teahouses and restaurants outside. Everyone thinks that beheading is too easy and should be done later...
Moreover, Yang Ruoqing felt that she could not go up to persuade him and had other concerns.
That is, it was the couple who broke into Cui's house to seek justice for Zhou Wang and Goudan, Luo Fengtang accidentally discovered the secret room, and Cui Hu's identity as a follower of the Black Lotus Sect...
No cover-up, report directly to the official for investigation.
If Luo Da'e loses her mind, she might blame her husband and wife for Zhou Xia's death. Wouldn't that make things even more embarrassing?
Instead of doing this, it is better to stand by and watch. Everyone must be responsible for their own actions. This is the case for Zhou Xia, and the same is true for Luo Daye!
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