In order to prove that her admiration was real, Huarong took the initiative to take off her clothes and was stopped when she went to untie Jiang Yunzhuo's belt.
"Did I say I wanted to sleep with you?"
Before, Jiang Yunzhuo had no fresh energy. She was willing to pamper her and she could be coy and pretentious, but now she couldn't.
Taking advantage of Jiang Yunzhuo's unpreparedness, Huarong leaned forward and took his Adam's apple in her mouth, whispering between her teeth: "Please, Master, please love me."
After kneeling all afternoon, she felt a little hot, and her lips were a little hotter than usual, with moisture, like a hook, drawing out all the darkness in the depths of human nature.
Jiang Yunzhuo held Hua Rong's wrist and took the initiative.
Jiang Yunzhuo was still angry, so he stayed calm for a few days. After all the troubles, Huarong suffered a lot. She felt top-heavy when she woke up the next day.
Uncomfortably tight, Huarong still held on to serve Jiang Yunzhuo.
After breakfast, Jiang Yunzhuo asked someone to prepare the carriage. Huarong was confused and subconsciously reminded: "Master, it's raining outside."
"It's just raining, not a knife. Why, I can't go out?"
There was sarcasm in the words, laughing at her for being contemptuous, and laughing at her for not knowing her own abilities and daring to point fingers at him.
"This slave only cares about the young master."
Hua Rong explained and brought an umbrella. Seeing that Jiang Yunzhuo had no intention of taking the boy with him, she held an umbrella and sent him out.
There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. Huarong did not dare to share an umbrella with Jiang Yunzhui and stood outside the umbrella. Even though the rain was lingering, when they walked outside the gate, most of their clothes were wet. When the wind blew, the chill seemed to penetrate into the bones. , the head becomes dizzy even more.
Huarong looked forward to going back early to drink a bowl of ginger soup to warm her body, but she heard the order: "Come up."
Looking up, Jiang Yunzhuo had already sat in the carriage, only the curtain was still shaking.
Hua Rong climbed onto the carriage with her hands and feet. As soon as her fingertips touched the curtain, Jiang Yunzhuo's voice came down: "Sit outside."
Huarong retracted her hand and sat down holding the umbrella.
Half an hour later, the carriage stopped at a teahouse.
It was raining and the weather was cool again. There was no one in the teahouse. As soon as Jiang Yunzhuo arrived, a waiter eagerly greeted him: "Third Young Master, you are here. Everyone is waiting for you."
The waiter led them into the backyard, and then passed a long and winding verandah. A courtyard planted with green bamboos came into view, and all kinds of noisy sounds followed.
"Bite it to death, bite it to death!"
"Li Yi, why is this thing as useless as you? You won't be like this in bed, right?"
"Didn't you say you made an appointment with Jiang Yunzhuo? Why hasn't he come yet? It's not because he's afraid."
Jiang Yunzhuo pushed the door open and entered with the last sound.
The room was very bright and bright, with elegant furnishings. Everyone inside was dressed in brocade clothes, and they were gathering together to watch Li Yi fight with others.
"Young Master is not even afraid of killing people, so what else is there to be afraid of?"
"Azhui, you're finally here!"
Li Yi crossed the crowd and said hello to Jiang Yunzhui, then lowered his head and played with his cricket, but he had already been at a disadvantage, and the cricket was quickly bitten to death.
Li Yi gave the money unhappily, and then came to Jiang Yunzhuo. When he saw Hua Rong standing next to him, he asked in surprise: "Why is the girl so wet?"
Winter has not yet entered, and the dress is not as thin and transparent as the summer shirt, but it is not heavy either. Now it is wet and sticky to the body, even if the flower face deliberately lowers the head and bends the body, it is difficult to hide the exquisite figure.
Li Yi's eyes were also glued to Huarong and couldn't bear to move away.
"Hui Shizi...ah sneeze!"
As soon as Huarong opened her mouth, she sneezed loudly. Li Yi immediately took off his coat and wanted to put it on Huarong.
Jiang Yunzhuo glanced at Huarong and asked coolly: "Are you cold?"
"Your Majesty has misunderstood, this servant is not cold."
