One is like this, two are like this, they both like to bite people!
Jia Rong turned around and looked at it. Fortunately, there was no bleeding. He held up Sister Feng's head and looked at the tears on her face. My heart was twisted, I didn't know what was going on, and I said distressedly: "Feng'er, please don't cry."
He gently wiped away the tears on her face and gave her a kiss.
Wang Xifeng didn't appreciate it at all. She stretched out her hand and slapped Uncle Rong on the face. "Who told you to stop?"
It was said to be a crisp sound, but in fact Sister Feng's hand stopped before reaching his face, and she only made a gentle sound. Those tender and green-white jade fingers stopped on his face, gently caressed him, and said, "It's all your fault."
Brother Rong's voice deepened and he asked, "Why do you blame me?"
Just looking at Sister Feng's pink jade neck raised slightly, she let out a sigh, with a mixture of sadness and joy on her face. She quickly put her hands around his neck and kept patting Brother Rong's shoulders and back.
"I blame you for coming late. It's all your fault. It's all your fault anyway."
Jia Rong was baffled by her actions and could only guess based on her heart, but she couldn't stop.
Fortunately, Feng'er only fought for a while and hugged him tightly. The red robe on her body was wrinkled and became a ball between the two of them. It seemed that only listening to Brother Rong's breathing could make her quiet.
Just when Brother Rong thought Wang Xifeng was over, he was bitten on the shoulder again.
What the hell!
I have never seen Wang Xifeng have such a hobby before!
Let her hit you, let her bite you.
At this moment, Uncle Rong can't control so much. Some things are deep-rooted and can only be dealt with by showing his perseverance. Sure enough, after a while, Wang Xifeng no longer wanted to hit or bite anyone.
She only looked at the exquisitely carved flowers and birds walking on the bed. The flowers and birds carved from wood suddenly came to life. Birds chirped among the flowers, and the flowers bloomed fragrantly among the bushes.
The fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds are like a dream.
She hugged the man's body tightly, not wanting to leave any gap, to feel the heartbeat between the two of them.
Plop, plop, listen to this rhythmic rhythm. Only then did Sister Feng feel that her and Brother Rong's hearts were connected, and she whispered softly in her passion: "Rong'er, call me daughter-in-law again."
"daughter in law!"
This sound was like a domineering inner energy that was suddenly sent into Wang Xifeng's body, suddenly making her straighten her insteps. In a muffled voice, he called: "Uncle!"
"daughter in law!"
"Uncle, you are so cruel. You are so cruel!" Hearing the word "daughter-in-law" again, Sister Feng was moved to tears and instantly shed tears. She didn't know whether it was happiness or sadness. She cried and said: "Be more cruel..."
Then the intricately carved wooden frame trembled, the little birds carved on the wood were frightened, and the flower bones gradually lost their color.
I don’t know how long it took before the exquisitely carved flower and bird bed returned to its original appearance.
Ping'er, who had been guarding the outer room, seemed to be still surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds. She even felt that she suddenly had a skill that ordinary people could not master. She could understand the chirping of birds.
A bird is saying, "Let's go there."
Another bird is laughing: "What kind of fruit is there?"
It's just that the conversation between the two birds lasted for a long time, and Ping'er didn't remember a few words.
Vaguely remember a few words: mirror, table, chair, cherry, peach, flat peach.
Suddenly I heard silence in the inner room, and I was wondering, is it over? At this time, grandma's voice came: "Ping'er, come in!"
Ping'er thought it was finally over and she could breathe a sigh of relief. If this continues, Grandma will be tortured by Uncle Rong until she becomes a human being.
When I entered the inner room, I saw my grandma sitting in front of the mirror. Uncle Rong was wearing a coat and dressing her up. After taking a closer look at grandma's face, she was now looking very energetic and full of energy, even showing a happy smile that was hard to see a few times before.
Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at Brother Rong and said to Ping'er: "Go and find Feng Guanxia brought by Jinling."
Ping'er asked: "Don't you think grandma doesn't think that thing looks good today?"
Sister Feng's face was ashamed and she said angrily: "Go if you are told."
Not long after, Ping'er came over to dress up her grandma with doubts, Xia put it on her shoulders and put a phoenix crown on her head. Then he was sent out by grandma again, and he only vaguely heard: "Are you satisfied now?"
Uncle Rong in the inner room smiled, holding Sister Feng in the formal wedding dress in the air, and said: "This is how I look like a bride."
Sister Feng said angrily: "How can there be a bride who doesn't wear anything underneath?"
Jia Rong lightly hit her and said: "No matter what it looks like inside, don't think about it anymore after wearing the phoenix crown. We couldn't control those things in the past. From now on, Feng'er will only recognize her as my wife." , don’t mention disturbing things about coming late, leaving early, or being late.”
Wang Xifeng nodded shyly and suddenly felt a chill on her legs. Then she heard Rong'er's voice say: "My bride, hold on to the phoenix crown."
This bad guy!
Sister Feng quickly held on to the dressing table, but she felt that the phoenix crown on her head was about to fall, so she quickly put her elbows on the table to hold the phoenix crown in place. After lifting it up, I only looked at myself in the mirror with a pink face, looking like a happy bride.
The phoenix feather beads on the phoenix crown were shaking crazily. Through the phoenix feathers in the mirror, I could only see the bad guy holding his waist and being proud.
Ping'er outside heard that there was too much noise in the room, as if the cabinets and tables were banging against the wall, and he took a look out of curiosity. Suddenly her face turned red with embarrassment, and she saw grandma lying there in a shameful posture with her shoulders draped on her shoulders and a phoenix crown on her head.
Ping'er just understood the origin of the sound and hurried out, covering his hot face with his hands.
The busy Uncle Rong and Sister Feng didn't know that Ping'er had come in again. Jia Rong patted her gently and made a crisp sound. When she saw Sister Feng turning around, she put her arms around her waist and carried the chair up.
Endless! Ping'er in the outer room couldn't calm down.
It wasn't until late at night that Ping'er heard her grandma call weakly: "Ping'er, please rest early."
The next morning, Brother Rong came out of the yard. Unexpectedly, he met Xue Baochai and Ying'er who had also just left the house.
What a coincidence.
Brother Rong took the initiative to say hello: "I didn't expect to greet my second aunt. I met Aunt Bao when I came out. I was thinking of going to your yard to greet you."
Xue Baochai's face sank, and he said with a contemptuous smile: "Brother Rong is serious about it, so there is no need to ask for my blessing like this."
Embarrassment flashed across Brother Rong's face and he said, "Aunt Bao is going to Madam's place? Why not go with us?"
Xue Baochai shook his head and said, "I just remembered that I forgot to bring something and I have to go back. Brother Rong, let's go first."
"Well……"
Jia Rong didn't force it either. What he just said was just a polite way of easing the awkward situation.
When Ying'er saw Brother Rong leaving, she asked curiously, "Why are you avoiding him? Isn't Uncle Xiao Rong on good terms with our family?"
How would outsiders know Baochai's thoughts? Since that day when she came back from Qingxu Temple, she would always have inexplicable dreams about the bad guy. Yesterday she was treated frivolously again. How could she bear it? Naturally, she treated him coldly.
Jia Rong went back to his room first, called Que'er Xiangling, and went to the main hall together.
To say that these two girls were extremely considerate, they didn't even have the slightest doubt since they hadn't returned home all night. But the little bird came up and asked, "Master, do you want to make soup today?"
Uncle Rong was teased by his maid, and his face was a bit offended. He hummed: "What kind of soup are you making? It's troublesome!"
Xiao Que'er whispered: "When I get back to the house today, Que'er will stay up and send it to the uncle. This morning, Que'er also told that silly sister that the uncle came back late and left early, so she didn't see him On."
Brother Rong gave the ghost girl a playful look and said, "What evil intentions are you holding back?"
"No way!" Que'er looked embarrassed, grabbed the corner of her clothes and whispered: "Quer secretly used grandma's rouge today, let me try to see if it tastes the same."
"Are you threatening me?"
"Quier's whole heart is focused on the uncle, how can she threaten the uncle." Que'er pouted and said: "In the past, when Que'er helped the uncle, the uncle would reward him. Recently, Que'er has been making soup and cooking for the uncle. They were covering up, but they didn’t get a single reward.”
"Wait until you grow up."
Que'er suddenly raised his head and said: "Han girl is only a year older than me, and the uncle touched her last time. This is what Han girl said herself. If Que'er hadn't stopped her, Han girl would have almost turned her head. "
"..." Brother Rong glanced at Xiangling not far away. This girl was a bit too naive. Then he said to Que'er: "When I say growing up, I don't mean growing up in terms of age."
Que'er looked down, a look of disappointment lingering on his face.
When she followed the uncle to the main hall, the little girl was still unhappy.
Grandma Rong over there was holding her hands like Mrs. Wang Ziteng's own daughter, and she heard the lady happily say: "Look, your uncle is here, isn't he? They are newlyweds after all, but we haven't seen each other all night. I feel uncomfortable."
Brother Rong felt a little guilty when he saw Qin Keqing's affectionate look. Sure enough, no matter how scumbag you are, one day you will be subdued and suppressed.
It's a pity that Uncle Xiao Rong is not an ordinary scumbag. He wants both Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing. If he abandoned any one of them now, he felt that he would be a real scumbag.
Scumbags also have a bottom line they stick to, but Jia Rong drew this line a little lower in her heart.
Brother Rong asked Mrs. Wang Ziteng to greet her, and sat and chatted for a while before he saw Baoyu and Xue Pan coming in with their maids.
The strange thing is that the dark circles on the faces of Xue Pan and Baoyu are worse than Jia Rong.
I don’t know what these two guys did yesterday!
On the contrary, Baoyu today is finally not as depressed as he was a few days ago and can see some smiles.
Not long after, Aunt Xue came with Xue Baochai and Tanchun. Aunt Xue said hello, and Xue Baochai and Tanchun also said hello afterwards.
Mrs. Wang Ziteng said: "This little girl, Feng, hasn't gotten up yet?"
Xue Baochai glanced at Jia Rong, then hurriedly moved away, and said with a smile: "Sister Feng used to take care of everything in the house. I guess she was exhausted. I had to go back home to have a peaceful sleep yesterday. It’s probably getting pretty sweet right now.”
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