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Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment, she heard that he had no intention of regretting the marriage, her heart was finally settled down after several days of ups and downs, but if she asked him if there was other meaning in what he said, she again A little dazed, just nana, answered, "Okay."
Rong Ting's smile became more and more gentle, "I just met Mrs. Shu's daughter on the street, she told Liao Qiubai that it wasn't me, you can rest assured."
Jiang Rao: "..."
Huai Qing still told him.
Fortunately, the two servant girls, Ming Shao and Yu'er, were not here, otherwise the two servant girls would definitely laugh and make fun of her for eavesdropping on the corner.
Anyway, he didn't know how she eavesdropped in the corner.
Jiang Rao gradually lost his mind, and the hand that had calmed down suddenly scratched her knee again.
Rong Ting was dissatisfied with her distraction, and his fingertips were slightly heavier.
He wanted Jiang Rao to only look at him, but when Jiang Rao raised his eyes, his eyes were as soft and innocent as a small animal, rubbing his fingertips on her knees, drawing circles around, complaining resentfully, "You haven't come to look for me these days."
The strength of his fingertips seemed to be able to seep through her skirts and penetrate into her skin. Matched with his pitiful expression, this movement didn't have any erotic taste, but it was a bit seductive.
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Jiang Rao's knees were itchy slightly, and she finally hid away, but she figured out something, and dared not stop looking at him.
She was ashamed to tell the real reason, and prevaricated: "In the past few days, isn't the emperor going to summon you every day? I don't want to disturb..."
The man in front of him snorted, a little annoyed and complained, "Then you shouldn't come looking for me, if you come and tell me, I will definitely see you."
Jiang Rao let out an "ah", remembering the words her father told her, "If you are free, my father wants you to come to Ning'anbo's mansion. He has something to say to you."
Rong Ting nodded, "Then I will visit the mansion another day."
He promised too readily, and Jiang Rao didn't know what to say next, but there was something else in his heart that he wanted to ask, and he was so suffocated in his heart that he finally asked when he had nothing else to say. mouth.
"Did the emperor tell you when we can get married?"
She asked expectantly, blinking her eyelashes a little fast, her eyes sparkling.
Seeing Rong Ting smiling in front of her, but not speaking, Jiang Rao bit her lower lip, thinking that she was forcing a marriage today and asking about the date of marriage, she really didn't have any reservations about a girl, so she waved her hand, " I'm not rushing you, I'm just... just..."
After smearing it by herself, she suddenly found that she couldn't think of a reason, her shoulders suddenly slumped, she stopped struggling, and admitted: "I'm just a little anxious."
Before, she just wanted to wear that dowry, but now she really wanted to marry him.
Master Shu didn't want to marry his daughter to him this time, but what if there were other Master Zhang and Master Liu
Rong Ting squinted his eyes, and smiled softly with a hint of indulgence, "Qin Tianjian is looking for auspicious days, and when they send over the selected days, they will choose the closest one."
He wanted to marry her back as soon as possible, but he also wanted to give her the best life.
Jiang Rao lowered her head, her face was burning.
When she was about to leave this private room, the heat on her face didn't fade away. Reflecting on what she had done in the past few days, there was a huge difference between being serious and reserved.
Seeing his silhouette walking beside her, Jiang Rao suddenly said, holding his hand, "You really think it over?"
He seemed to listen to her very much, and he agreed to everything she said, which made her worry inexplicably whether she was pushing him too hard.
In the past, apart from her, there seemed to be no one who treated him better.
But now that everyone is rushing to curry favor, he will meet more people.
"If you meet someone more suitable than me in the future..."
Rong Ting suddenly stopped.
He had already walked to the door of the private room, but he didn't reach out to open the door. He turned to look at her with deep eyebrows and a serious expression.
"I won't regret it."
Before meeting her, he just wanted to live this boring, boring to numb life by himself.
After meeting her, I couldn't stand being alone anymore.
After tasting the sweetness, he can't bear the bitterness. She tamed him like this. Rong Ting looked carefully at Jiang Rao's eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said, "If you want to regret the marriage, I will definitely not stop you."
The little girl is really a little clueless.
He told her more than once that he could not marry someone else.
But she never could see his original intention and nature, and she was worried that the marriage was not his original intention.
fair enough.
If she really knew what he was thinking, she might not approach him unsuspectingly like she is now.
He looked down at her hand hooking his fingers, his eyes darkened, he spread his five fingers, inserted them between her fingers and closed them.
If she wants to regret the marriage, he will definitely stop her... How is it possible
He has plenty of means to deal with people who want to marry her.
As long as that person is not him, he has plenty of ways to torture the person she wants to marry.
"No." Jiang Rao said.
There was no hesitation or hesitation.
The corners of Rong Ting's lips curled up slightly.
Sure enough, it won't.
He could tell that she couldn't, that's why he asked.
Jiang Rao looked at him and smiled, the depression in her heart gradually disappeared, her eyes were as bright as little stars.
It's no use even if he regrets it now, she really likes this person in front of her.
Rong Ting looked down at her, the way she was jumping and gazing at him wholeheartedly made his heart soften, and was about to raise the other loose hand to rub her head, when the little girl in front of her suddenly stood on tiptoe , raised his arms around his neck and pressed his head down.
She stood on tiptoe too high, her body leaned against him unbalanced, her body was soft, her movements were light, but somewhat reckless.
She offered her kiss up.
After a light touch, he retracted his foot.
The arms were still hooked around his neck, entangled softly, and the body was pressed against his chest, pulling his ears closer,
His cheeks were flushed, word by word, as if whispering to him alone, "Those things you taught me."
"I learned."