Facing the sudden intruder, the person on the recliner didn't even lift their eyelids, and said, "That chicken belongs to the house next door."
Every day when Su Jingyang and the others go out, even if the chicken is tied up, it will try its best to fly over, and then wander around in his yard.
He then said slowly: "Call me Ah Yi, don't call me by my name."
"Ayi? Isn't this the nickname your father gave you?" The person who came was a woman with bright features, a red narrow-sleeved dress covered with a layer of tulle of the same color, and her hair was rolled up in a red bun. Embellished with a hair band, her figure is heroic and tall, and her face is beautiful and dazzling, but the evil in her eyes makes her look a little more gloomy.
She sat down at the table casually as if she had entered and exited her own home, grabbed the teacup with her black gold gloved hand, and took a big sip first.
She looked around, and her tone was a little disbelieving, "You live here these days?"
"It's clean here." When I bought the house, the person who introduced it said that there were no people living here and it was very quiet. Only when I came here did I realize that I had been fooled. The guy next door was just chattering and teasing the kids when he had nothing to do. Cleanliness became a joke.
Rong Ci finally glanced at her, and said, "You don't want to be your saint, what are you doing here?"
Rong Hua snorted when he heard the words, turned slightly to his direction, crossed his arms and raised his legs, staring at him with his long black eyes, "I'm here to see the city lord who is running around for a dream Why is there no news? Why, after all these days, the old man Mengshi still refuses to see you?"
"Well, avoid it."
Rong Hua clacked his knuckles, and said with a sneer, "He still remembers that Rong Cheng drove him out and separated from his family back then. For this kind of thing, it's up to me to take care of him and have nowhere to hide. Be good. Interpret your dream."
Rong Ci, who was originally expressionless, snorted lightly when he heard the words, looked at her with black eyes and said, "That is, who is not afraid of you little Rakshasa."
Rong Hua's face changed, and he cursed angrily: "Grandma, don't mention these three words to me, it hurts my head!"
The saint of Rongcheng was determined by the master wizard, and her birth was doomed. The saintesses of the past generations in Rongcheng were either cold and out of the dust, or they were peaceful and kind, and supported by the people. And Rong Hua is definitely an exception. She has a cold temper, is cruel, acts arrogantly, says what she says, and is fearless. Except for Rongci who grew up with her, almost no one in Quanrong City dares to provoke her. As soon as she appeared on the street, the people around would disperse almost instantly, for fear of offending this aunt who was always uncertain, and her limbs would be removed in the street. Because she really did.
There is no one in Rongcheng who doesn't know her now, and they call her Little Raksha in private, and talk about her being an evil ghost, not a saint at all.
Of course, I only dared to say it quietly, if Ronghua heard about it, it would definitely kill him.
Apparently, Rong Hua didn't like this title very much. Hearing it made her feel very annoyed. She was so annoyed that she wanted to kill someone. If it wasn't Rong Ci who spoke just now, she would have pulled out the dagger without hesitation and stabbed it hard.
Rong Hua tapped the table with his hands, and said: "By the way, your birthday party has already been arranged, are you going back?"
Rong Ci sat up, with his knuckles touching the center of his brows, his black hair hanging down the side of his chiseled face, and he said in a loose voice, "It doesn't matter whether you go back or not, let's see when the time comes."
"That's right." Rong Hua couldn't help but smile, "Anyway, your mother is looking forward to your death outside day and night, so that her precious little son will succeed the city lord. And as if others don't know, she always tells everyone that the wizard is right. You are doomed to have no heirs, you are so cruel! If she wasn't your old lady, I would have killed her long ago, I really admire you for being able to endure her for so many years."
"Let her go, there won't be any storms." Mentioning that woman, Rong Ci's expression became much colder.
He got up and stretched his long legs, and changed into a black dress. Rong Hua also stood up, walked to his side, and asked him with unconcerned eyes, "Did you really believe the wizard's words? I don't believe that you are young and strong enough to be unable to have children? You just choose The one who sees the right eye does a few tricks, give birth to a child for her to see, oh, no, it is ten or eight! Smash her face! lest she open her mouth all day long, I am afraid I will I can't resist cutting it off for her."
"I see you right..." Rong Ci didn't seem to pay much attention to the next few words of her, he paused for arranging his clothes, and suddenly bent the corners of his mouth: "Is there anyone who sees you right, but there is one who doesn't see you right?" .”
Rong Hua looked at his expression carefully, and after a while he said suspiciously: "Look at your smile... Is it really wrong?"
"Well, naturally." Rong Ci had already put on his clothes, looked back at Rong Hua and nodded with great certainty, "He is an annoying person, and he talks a lot of stupid things."
If Rong Hua felt something, he glanced out of the window, and then asked again: "Who is that chicken in the yard..."
"It's his." Rong Ci commented: "The chicken follows its owner and likes to climb over walls casually."
Rong Ci tied up his hair casually, grabbed some rice from the plate on the table, took it out to the yard, sprinkled it on the ground, and happily ran over to eat the rice without calling the chicken.
Rong Hua came out after him, watching Rong Ci's chic appearance feeding the chickens, his eyes widened in disbelief, as if his heart had been struck by lightning.
Rong Hua said angrily: "Grandma, you have already helped others feed chickens, how dare you lie to me that you didn't see right?!!!"
The weather was fine, the long-lost sun was warm, and the dirty old beggar was sitting in the diagonally opposite corner of the unopened restaurant, basking in the sun comfortably, eating the big meat buns presented by his old friends, drinking sesame porridge, and his face was full of happiness.
After eating and drinking enough, the old beggar stroked his oily beard with his hands, squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and was about to take a good night's sleep when a clear voice suddenly sounded, "Master Meng."
Two figures, one black and one red, stood in front of him, blocking the sunlight.
Hearing that address, the old beggar shook his beard a few times, and his dusty brows were frowned. He closed his eyes as if he didn't hear it, and snored pretending to sleep.
"...Dare to pretend to be dead? See if I don't kill him!!" There was a vicious voice.
Rong Ci stretched out his hand to stop Rong Hua's raised palm, his eyes became colder, "Okay, don't mess around." Rong Hua glared at him, withdrew his hand reluctantly, turned his head and snorted heavily.
Rong Ci looked at the hot old beggar who was pretending to be sleeping, thought for a while, squatted down on one knee, and lowered his voice, "I had a strange dream that troubled me for a long time, and I asked the dreamer to explain it to me, Rong Ci is very grateful do."
The old beggar couldn't pretend anymore, opened his eyes, looked at Rong Ci, and sighed: "There are not thousands of dream masters in Rong City, there are hundreds, why does the city owner insist on asking me, an old man, to solve his doubts?"
Rong Ci shook his head lightly, "They are incompetent and have no way to ask questions, so naturally they are not as good as you."
The old beggar was speechless for a moment, and then said again: "The old man has been living in a daze for many years, and he has never cultivated. I'm afraid, I'm afraid he can't help..." Looking at Rong Ci's sincere face again, he still couldn't bear the old city in his heart. With a long sigh, he compromised, "That's all, let's try."
"Thank you very much." Rong Ci said and winked at Rong Hua beside him, telling her to avoid him.
Rong Hua actually wanted to hear it very much. She only knew that Rong Ci always dreamed of someone, but she didn't know exactly what it was about. It can be seen that he didn't want to be by his side, so he walked around and avoided it.
What did you dream about? Do you want to be so mysterious? Rong Hua muttered in dissatisfaction.
She looked around boredly, with fixed eyes, and found that the signboards were being hung in full swing on the opposite side.
"Lin Ji, Xiaoguan." Rong Hua read the above words in a low voice, the red hair band in the bun was fluttering in the wind, and his calm expression diluted the coldness on his body.
She really had nothing to do, so she just stood there and watched from beginning to end, until the signboard was installed and the people at the door dispersed, then she turned to look at Rong Ci.
Rong Ci just got up from the old beggar, said something in a low voice, left him an ingot of gold, then got up and strode towards this side.
Rong Hua noticed that his complexion was not very good, so he asked him what the old beggar said, Rong Ci said: "He said... it was a dream, not a dream."
"What the hell!" Rong Hua said, "There is no difference between saying this and not saying it. Are you fooling you?"
Rong Ci's expression was condensed, and he said in a low voice: "He just let me keep the status quo, there is no need to bother looking for it, it doesn't make any sense."
Rong Hua was even angrier when she heard it, "It's a bunch of nonsense, it really deserves to be beaten." Rong Hua looked back, but found that the old beggar had disappeared without a trace, and she cursed, "Damn old man, you ran away quick."
Rong Ci closed his eyes, and then said to her in a calm tone: "You go back to Rongcheng first, I plan to... come back in a few days."
Rong Hua looked at him strangely and said, "Why do you have to wait for a while? Your purpose of coming out to find a dream teacher to interpret your dreams has been achieved. Is it because you want to cultivate a relationship with your annoying spirit?"
Rongci glanced at her indifferently.
Rong Hua pointed to the Linji Restaurant opposite, "I'll come here anyway, treat me to dinner."
Rong Ci followed the direction she was pointing at, observed for a moment before saying, "I changed another one, and this place is not open." Rong Ci was about to turn around and leave when a familiar figure suddenly ran out of the restaurant. There are still unhealed scars, and there are two big red lanterns in his hand. The person who followed was thin, with a hat on his head covering his face. He carried a ladder in his hand, and then the two began to hang up the lanterns.
Rong Ci looked at the person who was climbing up the ladder staggeringly, as if he had been cursed, his footsteps stopped immediately.
Rong Ci knew that Su Jingyang and Ling had left the restaurant, and they had been busy for the past two days before returning home until evening, but they did not expect such a coincidence that they would run into each other.
Rong Hua asked him puzzled: "Didn't you mean to change places, why didn't you leave?"
Rong Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, "I'm not leaving, just stay here."
As he said that, he walked towards Linji Xiaoguan, Rong Hua's face was inexplicable, he didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind, but he still followed behind him.
When Rong Ci approached, he saw that the person standing on the ladder holding the lantern with both hands was already trembling. Sure enough, just as one of the lanterns was hung, his body tilted backwards, and before he could hold the ladder with his hands, he was about to fall up.
Amid Lingli's exclamation, Rong Ci flashed over, stretched out his arms and hugged Su Jingyang in his arms, turned around with inertial force, and quickly put him back on the ground without giving him a hand. A time of relaxation.
Su Jingyang stood on the ground and staggered a few times before he stood still. Ling Li, who was wearing a hat, hurried over to help him, "Are you okay!"
Su Jingyang shook his head with lingering fear and said it was all right.
Originally, the lantern was intended to be made by the person who hung the signboard, but in the busyness of coming and going just now, he forgot. They have already left now, and Su Jingyang can't run to call them back, so he can solve it by himself. It's just that his legs and waist are really weak this day, and it takes a lot of effort to hang a lantern, and he will fall if he doesn't support it.
Fortunately, he was caught like in the TV series, but the person who caught him didn't hold Thomas and spin him a thousand and eighty degrees, nor did he look at him for more than 30 seconds, but immediately kicked him to the ground , It seems that if you hold her for a while, you will feel disgusted to death.
Su Jingyang was not surprised to see that it was Rong Ci, he could meet this person everywhere.
Su Jingyang said to him depressedly: "Thank you, but can't you let me put it down slowly?"
Rong Ci stared at him, and said with a short laugh: "No, you are too heavy."
Su Jingyang said: "Where I am heavy, you call me heavy, are you a man?"
"It's a bit heavy. After all, your head is full of water." Rong Ci teased him with his usual tone, wanting to see him jump, but he was stunned for a moment, let out a weak breath, and didn't even reply.
He nodded silently to Rong Hua who just came over, then turned around and went to get another lantern to hang.
How could Lingli dare to let him climb the ladder, and wanted to take the lantern from him, "Jingyang, if you're not feeling well, go and rest. I'll just come."
uncomfortable? Rong Ci frowned slightly, and glanced at him, his complexion was indeed not very good. Su Jingyang dodged and continued to climb up, "Let me do it, I was a little unsteady just now, you can support me."
Seeing his insistence, Rong Ci was inexplicably agitated, his lips moved, and he stretched out his hand suddenly, saying in a deep voice, "Come down, I'll do it."
Su Jingyang stood on the ladder and turned his head to stare at him hard, not appreciative at all, "You'd better stay away from my ladder, I'm afraid you will murder me."
I don't know if it's because of physical discomfort, or because the scars on his face haven't healed, but his big eyes don't have the usual aggressive aura when they stare, instead they are moist, with a pitiful bluff.
After Rong Ci was rejected by him, his eyes suddenly tightened, his hands were retracted, his chest heaved, he stared at him intently, his lips were pursed in silence.
Su Jingyang hung up the lantern persistently, got off the ladder, held Lingli's arm and was about to walk in when he suddenly felt a red figure beside him.
Su Jingyang tilted his head to look, met a bright and moving face, and looked at him wantonly with a smile at the corner of his mouth. Su Jingyang knew that she came with Rong Ci, so he smiled at her lightly. But he was thinking in his heart, no wonder Ah Yi ran out early in the morning, so he was with such a beautiful woman.
Although Su Jingyang is not interested in women, he has to admit that this person is really good-looking, with a red dress that is as dazzling as a fire, with a unique temperament, a very aggressive beauty, which is unforgettable.
Moreover, her voice was a bit low, which was also very special. She said to Su Jingyang: "My name is Murong, and I'm A Yi's friend. I want to come to your restaurant for dinner. Is it convenient?"
"Okay, you can find a place to sit, and Ah Li and I will go to the kitchen to prepare." They have already come in, and it is convenient to be inconvenient.
Because the small restaurant hadn't opened yet, after everyone came in, Su Jingyang was about to close the door. Before closing the door, he looked at the opposite corner and found that the old beggar had disappeared.
The old beggar once chatted with him at the door of the clothing store, and gave him a science introduction about Rongcheng. Su Jingyang happened to see him today, so he gave him some food and gained some energy along the way. Su Jingyang was going to pack some steamed buns for him later, but he left without knowing when. Forget it, wait until the next time he comes.
Lingli was always worried that people outside would recognize him, so whenever he went out, he would wear a veiled hat to cover his face. After Su Jingyang closed the door, Lingli took off his hat and followed Su Jingyang to the back kitchen.
Rong Hua looked around indifferently, found a seat and sat down comfortably, placed his hands side by side on the table and beat rhythmically, his eyes wandered towards Rong Ci.
Rong Ci, who was sitting next to her, glanced at the back of Su Jingyang's crooked walking posture, and quickly looked away, staring at the table with a cold expression, ignoring her at all.
Not long after, Su Jingyang came out with a pot of tea and poured tea for them.
Su Jingyang glanced at the black gold silk glove on Ronghua's hand calmly, but Ronghua noticed it keenly, and smiled at him while holding a teacup: "It's strange, isn't it? Because I practice qigong with poison, so I have to Wear this all the time, otherwise it will be bad if you accidentally hurt someone."
Su Jingyang nodded ignorantly, smiled at her again, and asked her what she wanted to eat and how it tasted, Rong Hua said everything, and then Su Jingyang was about to go inside.
Rong Hua held him back, pointed at Rong Ci innocently and said, "Boss, you haven't asked him yet."
Only then did Su Jingyang take the time to glance at Rong Ci, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was put away, "Him? Feed him."
Rong Ci pulled his red lips and sneered, "I think your skin is itchy."
"It's itchy, you scratch it for me?"
Rong Ci said: "Then come and try."
"Don't you think I don't dare?" Su Jingyang really leaned over and brought his face close to him, staring at him with pure black clear pupils, moving his lips and whispering, "Scratch me!" .”
Rong Ci looked at his face close at hand, felt his light breath, his expression froze for a while, and suddenly said: "It's so ugly." He stretched out his hand to push his face away, then turned his head away He drank tea silently
Seeing this, Rong Hua finally couldn't help but chuckle, looking back and forth between the two of them, then propped his cheeks and said to Su Jingyang: "Then let him eat grass, but don't put too much spice on him."
Su Jingyang immediately changed his smiling face to her again, then didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the kitchen to help wash the vegetables and cook.
Of course, it is impossible to bring up a plate of grass. Su Jingyang and Lingli cooked four dishes and one soup for the two of them. Rongji had already tried Lingli's skill, but Ronghua was eating it for the first time.
Like Rong Ci, she actually didn't have much expectations at first, but after taking a bite, her face suddenly froze, and her eyes became a little dazed, as if she had lost her soul.
Rong Ci glanced at her strangely, and saw that she silently continued to put vegetables into her mouth, and then she choked up a little while eating... Tears fell silently, and the tears flowed fiercely .
Acceptance: "..."
Rong Ci grew up with her, and it was the first time he saw her cry, so it would be a lie to say it was no accident. Rong Hua seemed to be frightened by himself too, wiped the tears from his face, his expression changed, and he cursed something in a low voice. Until the meal was over, something was wrong with Ronghua.
Just as the two of them faced each other silently, Lingli came out with a bowl of sweet soup.
Rong Hua didn't see Ling Li's face just now, when he came out, Rong Hua stood up suddenly, stared at his face and blurted out, "You..."
Lingli was a little confused, so he hesitated for a moment before approaching, put the soup bowl on the table, and then clasped his hands nervously. Lingli thought that she, like everyone else in the town, knew about his past. But her expression doesn't look disgusted...
"You..." Ronghua stared at Lingli, her breath was a little unsteady, her eyes were full of confusion and tears, her mouth moved a few times, she wanted to speak but didn't seem to know what to say.
Rong Ci felt that her reaction was too weird. Because of his status, Rong Hua hardly ever left Rongcheng, so it was impossible for him to know Lingli.
After a while, Rong Hua slowly looked away from Lingli's face, sat back on the chair, and said with a sense of loss: "You... look like a relative of mine, and the cooking taste is so similar."
Ling Li heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a soft voice, "Really? Then if you like it, you can come here often in the future."
Hearing his gentle words, Rong Hua wondered if he thought of his relatives, his mouth was flattened, and he blinked his eyes and shed tears.
Rong Hua looked at him, raised his hand to wipe off the moisture on his cheeks, eyes red, and nodded obediently, "Okay, I will."
At this moment, the nurse chased A Xuan who was running around to the lobby, and carried him back. Ronghua poked his head to look again, but only saw the back of the child's head, feeling more and more bored and panicked.
Lingli insisted on not charging for the meal, and the two of them agreed, but when they cleared the table later, they found that there was an ingot of gold beside the table. It is gold, not silver. Lingli was startled by the generosity, so of course he refused to accept it, and when he went back at night he wanted to return it, but was refused.
Rong Ci said: "It was given by Murong, you can keep it, she will come to eat in the future, you don't need to charge her money."
Lingli shook his head, he might not be able to eat up this gold in half his life, he didn't know how long his restaurant could last, "You can pass it to her for me."
Seeing his insistence, Rong Ci turned slightly sideways, glanced at Su Jingyang who was catching chickens in the yard from the corner of his eye, and thought slightly, "How about this..."
Su Jingyang caught the cheating chicken that couldn't be tied up with a rope, and walked towards the door, just in time to hear Lingli say hello softly.
After going back, Su Jingyang asked Lingli if he agreed to something, Lingli straightened the clothes on the bed, without looking back, said: "The money given by Murong will not be refunded, Ah Yi comes to our house for dinner every day."
"Eh? No..." Su Jingyang said strangely: "Why did he come to eat the money Murong gave?"
Lingli's voice was very calm, "Because he said that he and Murong grew up and were inseparable from each other."
Su Jingyang shut up immediately, it turned out to be like this. Lingli's seemingly unhappy reaction made him secretly guess.
That guy Ah Yi must have said this to Ah Li on purpose, trying to stimulate him with Murong, now it seems that it is effective, Ah Li is really a little jealous. Moreover, Ah Yi can still come to the house every day in the future, or go to Linji Restaurant for dinner. If he has an excuse, he can get along with Ah Li all the time, which kills two birds with one stone.
Su Jingyang clicked his tongue, the abacus was really sound.
In the next few days, Rong Ci really came to Lingli's house for dinner every day, but not every meal, sometimes for breakfast, sometimes for dinner. After the opening of Linji Restaurant, he occasionally went there twice, did not stay long, and left after eating.
Because of the support of Liang Lu, the business of Linji Restaurant is much better than expected. Su Jingyang, the sophomore and shopkeeper, is so busy that every time he resigns, Su Jingyang doesn't even bother to talk to him. In this way, there is less possibility of flirting and quarreling, and it can be regarded as the most peaceful time between the two of them since they met.
Lingli was also so busy every day that his whole body ached. At the beginning, he couldn't lift his arms, but he seemed to enjoy it and didn't feel hard at all. He often went to get some recipes back, and went into the kitchen at night to study new dishes.
Lingli became more and more obsessed, and sometimes unknowingly filled the stove with such and such dishes, and wanted to keep trying.
Lingli picked out a little from each plate to try the taste, and he was already full, and the rest went to Su Jingyang and A Xuan. Su Jingyang ate so much that his stomach was so round that he almost fell to the ground, and A Xuan couldn't stop eating. Hiccup, and hide in the house when seeing something to eat, repeatedly shaking his head and saying no. But it's too much to eat and it's a waste.
Su Jingyang thought about it, and if this happened again, he would climb up the ladder and call the person next door, and then put out some of the vegetables or soup in a bowl, and then hung it down in a basket for him to share.
Every time Rong Ci sees him lying on the wall, he will give him a speechless roll, thinking that he looks like feeding a pig, but he will still pick him up. Ronghua came over twice again, followed by two suppers, and she didn't eat in Rong Ci's yard, she ran directly to the kitchen, walked around Lingli, looked at Lingli from time to time with a pair of bright eyes, He was quite close to him in words, probably because he really regarded him as the relative he missed.
With the passage of time, Su Jingyang's five-day period passed again and again, his heart was already desperate, and he no longer resisted. It's just that the man seemed to realize that he didn't like the superior position, and he didn't bother him much after that, which made Su Jingyang a little relieved.
The mole on Su Jingyang's hand still remained tenacious and did not change color. No matter how many things the man left in his body every time, he could not conceive, but the system remained silent and did not come out to disgust him.
It seems that System One is right, time is nothing to them, what it wants is the result. In other words... No matter what, he will still get pregnant in the end, so the system will treat him coldly.
Su Jingyang recognized the reality, but he also worked very hard not to let this matter affect his emotions. Whether it was a knife or not, as long as the knife came, he had to live a good life.
Because Lingli's craftsmanship is really good, the business of Linji Restaurant has gradually turned from good to booming. Liang Lu sometimes has no place to eat, so Su Jingyang can only arrange him to set a table in the backyard alone, Rong Ci also comes If so, Su Jingyang pushed him to sit with Liang Lu, and then the two of them looked at each other silently for a while, then turned their eyes away, ignoring each other.
Su Jingyang was so busy this day that his scalp was about to explode. After returning home, he took a shower, fell on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He vaguely remembered what day it was. When the warm breath approached and his mouth was covered with kisses, Su Jingyang sighed bitterly in his heart, but he couldn't even open his eyelids. He was really tired.
Su Jingyang raised his hand and pushed. In fact, he was not very strong, but the man who was kissing him deeply stopped suddenly, reluctantly left his lips, and raised his body slightly. Su Jingyang's reaction was also a little slow. After the man maintained this position for a while, he turned over and lay on the side without moving.
After waiting for a long time, Su Jingyang was sure that he had stopped and did not make any further movements. He was so surprised that he even woke up after dozing off.
Can a person whose mind is controlled by the system have such an autonomous reaction? ?
Are you asleep? But this is a dream to him, how can he sleep
Su Jingyang reached out his hand to touch in the dark, touched his tall nose bridge, moved to the side, touched his slowly blinking eyelashes with his fingertips, and scratched his fingertips itchy.
Su Jingyang felt that he turned his head to his side, as if he was looking at him. Although Su Jingyang knew that he couldn't see anything in the pitch black, he quickly retracted his hands, then turned his back to him, and fell asleep in this small space.
The person beside him suddenly reached out to hug him from behind, Su Jingyang felt a hard thing pressing against his buttocks, his mind went numb, and he slapped him away.
The man was still a little confused, he let go of Su Jingyang, and then turned around again. The two of them lay back to back quietly.
Su Jingyang was really tired, he even fell asleep in such a space. When he suddenly woke up, he didn't know how long it had been. The man next to him was also lying there all the time, except for some disordered breathing, there was no other movement.
Su Jingyang sat up and waited for a long time in panic, but he still hadn't been released, so he had to realize clearly... If he didn't do it, he wouldn't be able to get out.
Garbage dog system! Garbage dog system! Garbage dog system! Swear three times for important words! ! !
Su Jingyang was angry for a while, turned to look at the man next to him, hesitated for a long time, and then poked him with his hand.
He seemed to move his head back, but quickly turned his head back, ignoring it.
Su Jingyang dialed it again, this time he didn't even move at all, and there was a short trembling breath from his mouth, which seemed to be humming.
… Shit so this is angry
Su Jingyang's heart was suffocated, he gritted his teeth and leaned over to stick to him, and then took the initiative to kiss his face, dissatisfied and didn't move.
Su Jingyang's mood is about to explode, let's not talk about being forced to do it, and now he is asking to coax others to do it himself, what is his grandma's worldly way! ! !
But even if Su Jingyang was so angry that he was going to ascend to heaven, he still had to continue coaxing him, pecking the corners of his mouth, kissing his chin, and even touching him with his hands. In the end, the initiative was taken away, and the man turned over and pressed him against him. Then, she sucked his lips and kissed him tightly, and then pressed him to death.
After being liberated from this person, Su Jingyang finally returned to his bed, looked out the window, and saw that it was already daylight.
Su Jingyang breathed the air in the real world, and the feeling of suffocation dissipated slightly.
Su Jingyang grinned and stood up while supporting his waist, and looked at the door of Lingli's room. He and the child were sleeping soundly. Su Jingyang couldn't help frowning and thinking, Lingli has never woken up so late, it seems that he delayed for too long last night, and it's over now, because Lingli couldn't find his disappearance, so what did the system do to make Lingli wake up not come.
Su Jingyang was about to howl the system, telling it to wake Lingli up, but the person on the bed turned over, Lingli and A Xuan both woke up.
Lingli was also very surprised that he was able to sleep until now, Su Jingyang said that maybe he was too tired. Lingli had a smile on his face, and while dressing the sleepy-eyed A Xuan, he said, "It's not hard at all to be able to build the Linji Restaurant with you. Even if I do this for a lifetime, I won't feel tired."
Forever. Su Jingyang looked at the smile on Lingli's face, and thought sadly, I might not be able to accompany you forever. But he swallowed the words again, at least it's not the time to part, he doesn't want to make Lingli sad.
They all got up late that day, and when Lingli prepared breakfast, Su Jingyang was still wondering why Ah Yi didn't come over to eat.
Su Jingyang climbed up the ladder and called out to Ah Yi, now he is used to climbing the ladder and shouting, and rarely knocks on the door next door.
It took a while for Rong Ci to appear at the door, dressed in snow-white single clothes in the cold weather, as if he didn't know it was cold, he walked under the courtyard wall, raised his dark and deep eyes to look at Su Jingyang, his voice was a bit hoarse, "I want to eat noodles."
Su Jingyang twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Ah Li cooked lean meat porridge and fried spring rolls. Do you like it or not."
"I want to eat noodles." Rong Ci insisted with a stinky face, "I want to eat longevity noodles. Today is my birthday."
"Oh." Su Jingyang was surprised, "Really, how old are you?"
"Twenty." Rong Ci said.
"..." Su Jingyang looked at his really young face, and sighed, "That's right, I'm twenty. One year older, I should be more sensible."
As soon as Su Jingyang's words fell, Rong Ci asked slowly, "Go to the kitchen, I want you to cook for me."
"Don't be ridiculous, can my cooking be as delicious as Ah Li's cooking?" Su Jingyang's cooking noodles are actually not bad, but it is far worse than Lingli's. "And you are living, why don't you go home."
Rong Ci looked at him quietly for a while, then his expression darkened, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, he turned his face away, and stopped talking.
… The silence speaks.
Su Jingyang vaguely felt that he had touched his sadness, yes, if he had family members, how could he not go home after his death? Still twenty years old.
Su Jingyang felt quite uncomfortable immediately, and said, "All right, I'll cook for you. You are the birthday star and you are the biggest. But let's talk about it first. Don't blame me if it tastes bad."
After hearing this, Rong Ci turned around, bent his eyes and smiled brightly at him, as if his mood suddenly improved, and hummed, "Then I'll go back and change clothes first, and I'll pass later."
Su Jingyang's eyes were dazzled by his smile, and it was only when he got off the ladder that he came back to his senses, his grandma, this guy couldn't bear A Li to be tired again, so he insisted on cooking it.
Su Jingyang shook his head and sighed softly, forget it, he won't bother to care about him today after his death. Su Jingyang went to the kitchen to wash his hands and started to knead the noodles. Lingli came over strangely and asked him why he was still doing it. Su Jingyang said, "Ayi's birthday, and I want to eat longevity noodles."
Lingli said: "I'll do it."
Su Jingyang said half-truthfully with a slight smile: "Let me do it, if you get tired, some people will be upset."
Ling Li's eyes flickered when he heard the words, he looked away and said nothing, went to fetch two eggs for Su Jingyang, and then went back to the house.
Su Jingyang waited for the noodles to come out of the pot and looked around, only to find that Lingli was sitting at the table in a daze, and he didn't notice that Axuan's face was covered with porridge.
When Su Jingyang carried Ah Xuan to the yard to wash his face, Rong Ci came over. Su Jingyang said that the noodles were already cooked, and asked him to eat first. Rong Ci looked at him and went in as he said.
After Su Jingyang cleaned up Ah Xuan, he led him into the house, and happened to see Lingli making small spring rolls for Rong Ci. Rong Ci, who was staring at the noodles and two poached eggs in the bowl with slightly lowered eyes, saw the chopsticks stretched out, raised his eyes in surprise, and met Ling Li's eyes.
Lingli smiled softly, his eyes soft, "I heard from Jingyang that today is your birthday, happy birthday, eat more."
Rong Ci was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly, "Thank you."
Lingli put some other side dishes for him and put them on the small plate in front of him, "You can also eat noodles with side dishes, it will be more appetizing."
Rong Ci looked at him with dark eyes and said, "I'll just do it myself."
Lingli still picked up a little bit of each dish for him, then put down his chopsticks, and called Su Jingyang, who was standing still at the door, to come and eat.
Su Jingyang pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the riotous gossip in his heart, he came over and sat down with Ah Xuan in his arms, his gaze wandered between the two uncontrollably.
It's not his illusion, these two people seem to be making some progress recently...
Rong Ci saw that Su Jingyang's eyes were rolling between him and Lingli, and his thoughts were clearly surging. His breath sank, and he asked coldly, "Excuse me, what are you looking at?"
"Is it okay to see how beautiful you are?" Su Jingyang really convinced him. He was fine just a moment ago, so he changed his face when he said he would change his face.
Su Jingyang also consciously thought that the light bulb was annoying, so he took a spring roll and a bowl of porridge, and ran to the yard to feed the chickens and eat breakfast.
A Xuan also ran out, first sprinkled rice to feed the chickens, then drove them away excitedly, and the yard was full of chickens flying around.
Rong Ci came out of it not long after, and when he left, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even say a word to Su Jingyang. Su Jingyang was at a loss, not knowing what happened to him. He ran back with an empty bowl and took a look. The noodles were basically untouched, and the eggs were not eaten at all. The side dishes Lingli gave him showed signs of being touched.
Su Jingyang was very angry. He said that the noodles he made were not tasty, but he insisted, but he refused to eat them after making them. Who the hell!
Su Jingyang sat over and asked Lingli: "What's wrong with him?"
Ling Li shook his head, "I don't know too well."
Putting the bowl of noodles in front of him, Lingli smiled gently at Su Jingyang, "Don't worry, I'll eat if he doesn't eat. I won't waste your heart."