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Rong Ting looked straight at Jiang Rao.
The bright moon hangs on the branches, the snow and moonlight and Jiang Rao's figure fall into his eyes, his gaze is as deep as a pond, if someone takes a look at his eyes, they will feel that the moonlight meets the light In the courtyard, the cold that can freeze people's bones is spreading.
His tall and straight body was swaying, he lowered his head, and put his chin on Jiang Rao's shoulder, his voice was exceptionally soft, "Niannian."
"Mine," Rong Ting spoke softer for the last few words, his deep voice was almost drowned in the wind, so soft that he couldn't hear it, he rubbed stickily between Jiang Rao's neck, the sound The thread is a little choked, "My year."
Rong Ting was much taller than Jiang Rao, but he seemed to have let go of his strength and entrusted all the weight of his body to the person in his arms. He lowered his head and leaned on Jiang Rao's shoulder.
Jiang Rao couldn't bear it and was about to fall backwards, but was wrapped around his waist by his iron-like firm arms, she didn't back up, and she didn't fall down, she replied: "Yeah."
Rong Ting felt relieved.
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The maid who cleaned and lit the lamps in the inner room was dismissed.
The door leaf of the wisteria flowers and trees was tightly closed, and only one candle was burning in the room. Jiang Rao leaned against the door leaf, her upturned jaw a little sore.
Rong Ting held Jiang Rao's cheek, lowered his head, and kissed very tenderly.
He is full of indulgence in his bones, if he is not restrained, he must be like a hungry wolf that eats food, going crazy.
But he is cunning and treacherous, very good at observing words and expressions, and knows that his nature is not pleasing enough. In the past, when he kissed her and wanted her, if he couldn't help bullying the little girl hard, he would calm down for a while before she complained first. , to appease and please more than to plunder, so gentle that people can't resist.
Jiang Rao is not stupid, and even her way of doing things can be regarded as transparent, except for one weakness.
She is too soft-hearted, especially for Rong Ting.
Rong Ting also knew this.
If it wasn't for his pity, she would have felt resentful and ran away long before his leg injury was healed.
But she provoked him first. Whether it's after the reunion or as a child. He strangled her soft-hearted weakness towards him, and behaved pitifully, well-behaved, gentle and harmless. Her perverse and domineering nature is only revealed occasionally.
She said he lost the bet.
he laughs.
It was he who won the bet.
He bowed his head and kissed deeper, gentle and drizzle, affectionate, entangled with infatuation, when Jiang Rao stretched out his hand to push him away because his jaw was too sore, he obediently let go, and kissed her ear side instead.
He blinked and looked at Jiang Rao's close eyelashes, sweaty nose bridge and cherry red lips. The fresh redness had reached his lips, and he wiped it with his long fingers. With his thin lips, he pinched Jiang Rao's chin with one hand, turned her face away, supported her body with the other hand, let her feet hang in the air, half head taller than him.
Even though he was often hugged like this, Jiang Rao was so frightened that he paused for breath the moment his feet were lifted.
She lowered her eyes, looked at Rong Ting, heard the corners of his lips curled up, and said in a happy voice, "Just now, that's a reward."
Jiang Rao didn't know why.
She was especially petite in front of him, and she didn't want him to bend too deeply, so she had to raise her head to accept his kiss, making her jaw ache. Now that I lowered my head, I felt much more comfortable, and the soreness on the back of my neck also eased a lot.
Their noses touched and their breaths offset.
"You know I'm bad, and I've given you a chance." Rong Ting's fingers gently inserted into Jiang Rao's hair, his face was close to Jiang Rao's, and he leaned over Jiang Rao's ear and said: "You don't want to go, I want to go in the future No more, don't blame me."
Since Jiang Rao knew that he was suppressing his nature, he knew he was crazy.
But maybe it's because people who are close to ink are black, she seems to have learned from his fault, after identifying a person, she can no longer listen to other people's persuasion and insist on doing her own way.
She only thought it was funny watching him make such delays and hesitation, which was contrary to his decisive nature of killing, and threatened and warned before he dropped the knife. But when she thought that this kind of hesitation and hesitation, only when facing her, only when facing her, she couldn't laugh anymore.
If it can reassure him, she can tell him more things.
Jiang Rao lowered her eyes and put her hand on Rong Ting's shoulder, "I've noticed your inconsistency a long time ago. If you didn't leave then, you won't leave in the future."
Rong Ting smiled suddenly, the haze of this smile dissipated, and a clean youthful look appeared on his face again.
He called Jiang Rao's small characters, as if those two words contained so much love in his life, and he couldn't shout enough, "Niannian."
He really won the bet.
If he really wanted to, he wouldn't even reveal one or two parts of his nature to her.
But he never thought that he was really ignorant of the world, pure and clean. He and she are both children born in the vortex of power. If he has no power or influence in his hands, and in the end it is difficult to protect himself, how can he protect others? Before his leg injury healed, he was thinking that even if he couldn't be the emperor, he still had to support a puppet to be in power. Only when the power is in his hands can his life be in his own hands.
His nature is so brutal and greedy for power, she suddenly knew that the scene of his nature was like a nightmare to him, he had dreamed about it a long time ago, and when he woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep, he had already figured out how to deal with it.
He didn't hide it too deeply, he remained calm, like a drizzle or a breeze, occasionally revealing a bit or two of his nature to her. Acting coquettishly and obediently, she gradually lowered her bottom line for tolerating him, turning one point of soft-heartedness into two points, and two points into three points.
It would be fine if she never noticed his nature, even if she did, as long as she didn't leave.
Only leaving is not good.
He was betting, betting that he had given her time to relax and think, whether she would still run away.
Fortunately, nothing she could give him was bad.
It's good to keep entangled like this until death.
He continued to call Jiang Rao's small characters, and Jiang Rao responded, "I'm here."
Sound every year, sound I am here.
Rong Ting's eyes were hot, and there was pain and obsession in his eyes, and he kissed him again.
The dead branches of jujube trees are criss-crossing, stumbling the moon in the sky. The moonlight was clear, illuminating the dark corners of the night.
What he hugged and kissed was the little moon that would only illuminate him alone.
This time he became ruthless, all evil and bad energy surged up, he even bit her, like a crazy beast, with sharp tiger teeth, using such force that it could swallow her into the stomach.
Jiang Rao's lips were numb, her cheeks were aching, and her heart was also aching. If it wasn't for this person in front of her, she would have fallen into a nightmare of family ruin and death.
If it had been different before, before he kissed her like this, he would have blinked his eyes pitifully and begged humblely, "You love me". Jiang Rao didn't say this now, and Jiang Rao was in a trance, but seemed to be looking at his past sticky and painful appearance again. She stepped back, and raised her hand to wipe aside the black hair hanging on his cheek, so that his entire face was completely exposed.
His face faded away from the childishness of his youth, and became more angular, bright eyes, beautiful skin and bones, more domineering and less obedient, but the little mole under his eyes has never changed, it will always look like a beautiful woman on snow A little red, adding a bit of lust to his face, seductive, her small hand pressed his forehead, he looked up at her, his eyes were crazy and precious, so thick and terrifying, just one look, Jiang Rao The apex of his heart trembled.
She was becoming more and more mad along with him, which was probably true.
Even if he could see that his obedient and obedient behavior hides wolfish ambitions, so what, she was trapped without knowing it, he was really cunning, he clearly wanted it, and she took the initiative in everything. Fortunately, he didn't make any mistakes, and he didn't reveal the sickness and greed in his bones.
But even if she knew about it, she really couldn't be ruthless. He did all the good and bad things by himself, and she couldn't even get angry with him. She would still be hooked into his trap, let him demand whatever he wanted, and she would take some from him There are no tricks.
What can I do? Except for this person in front of her, she never thought about being with anyone else. At least he is willing to listen to her, not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, not to be punished, and he can have a good reputation outside the world, and will not be scolded by others behind his back.
Jiang Rao sighed, lowered his eyes, and blinked his eyelashes. She bent her neck, and lowered her numb lips, which were moist and soft, and gently rubbed against Rong Ting's lips. She still leaned towards him defenselessly as before, "I'm here."
She sighed, hooked Rong Ting's neck, and said softly, "I will always be there. Whatever you want, just say it."
Her little face was fair, her whole body was so soft and beautiful that it was unbelievable, she was so obedient and her heart was itching, following the movement of hugging her, she pressed her on the couch and said, "You."
Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment, she was already spinning, and fell on the couch, Rong Ting pressed her palms with both hands, all the ink hair was hanging down on her shoulders, looking at Jiang Rao, her breath quickly lowered, and she was close to her, her fingertips were light Rubbing her cheek, he murmured, "You asked me what I wanted."
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The next day Jiang Rao woke up late during the day, and when she woke up, she felt some dark hatred in her heart.
Jiang Rao wondered in her heart whether the jailer could handle Shen Xiuying's affairs perfectly, even though Rong Ting was entangled so much that she was sweating like she just got out of the water, and she was so tired that she didn't want to move a finger. But he still remembered to tell him to wake her up early tomorrow.
Rong Ting wrapped her up in a thin quilt and walked into the bathroom, he responded well.
Jiang Rao heard that he agreed and fell asleep peacefully. When she got up in the morning, the side of the bed was empty. When she touched it, the quilt had been cold for a long time.
Looking up again, the sky is bright outside, and the sun is three poles high.
She just told him not to wrong herself, but his words soon became unbelievable.
Back then when Shen Queqiu asked to be killed, the Shen family was wiped out. Shen Xiuying's mother was kicked out of the house by the family in order to cling to Shen Que. The mass graves in the outer suburbs are being eaten by falcons. Shen Xiuying set fire to her mother to death. This shocking event has been discussed in Jinling City for several months. At the beginning, Shen Xiuying made many enemies in the circle of aristocratic women. Those who were angry with her always liked to bring up this matter and discuss it over and over again. The old cases were also brought out. The former wife turned into a ghost, and killed those who harmed her one by one.
Jiang Rao didn't listen much to alley gossip, she only cared about whether Shen Xiuying's death would stain Rong Ting, since it had no effect, and the rumors on the street became more bizarre and outrageous, she didn't care .
On the contrary, Jiang Jinxing and Shen Xiuying were captured by him, so he made a good show.
On a holiday in the academy, Jiang Jinxing stayed in Jiang Rao's shop. Before that, he often came to Jiang Rao's shop, and neither stretched out his hands to help with the work, nor helped with the settlement of accounts, just like a idle playboy. Today, his hands and feet are diligent, helping the waiter employed in the shop to get up and down.
After finishing his work, he clapped his hands and went to look for Jiang Rao in the small room behind the yard.
He wiped ashes on his face twice before he opened the curtain and went in. When he saw the red knot in Jiang Rao's hand, he paused, tapped the wooden table with his fingertips, and asked Jiang Rao, "What about Princess Xiang?" Do you understand everything?"
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Jiang Rao thought for a while, "It's been too long, so there's no need to mention it again."
Jiang Jinxing could hear the meaning in her tone that big things turned into small things, and she knew what he wanted her to know the most. Fortunately, she was not too stupid, and she was not given by that beautiful face of King Qi who hid a knife in his smile cheated.
Jiang Jinxing rubbed his chin, and asked curiously, "Don't girls have to like capable men, it turns out... weak and pitiful, does this make girls more pleasing?"
Jiang Rao blushed all of a sudden, her little face was fair and blushing, "Don't guess or talk nonsense."
No matter how weak and pitiful, it's okay to get her sympathy, but it's not so easy to get her heart.
"Your sister and wife are very good, don't gossip about him in the future."
She saw the scene where he killed someone, and she told him not to suppress his temper to avoid being wronged, but he seemed happy to continue the same as before, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, gentle and elegant, easy to talk and negotiate, but he would show it clearly when he saw her going out He didn't want to come and wanted to come along, but unfortunately he couldn't get away because of the official entertainment, so she came here alone.
"Who cares about this?" Jiang Jinxing rolled his eyes and said stiffly, "I'm not afraid that you are too stupid."
Jiang Rao raised her eyelids, and said in a cold voice, "You... want me to see you off?"
Jiang Jinxing wanted to ask Jiang Rao something else, so he immediately kept silent.
"I'm helping to carry the grain bag, and I'm managing the accounts, but I've never seen you so diligent. Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Jiang Rao looked at the ashes on Jiang Jinxing's cheeks, and stopped wrapping his hands around line action,
Jiang Jinxing raised his fingers to wipe off the two lines of ashes on his face, and muttered that brother-in-law's method is useful, showing weakness can win benefits, and when he raised his eyes to meet Jiang Rao's warning gaze, he hurriedly laughed and didn't dare to say any more Talking badly, with a flattering voice, "Sister."
"What do you want me to do for you, just tell me."
"Do you know that Mr. Zuo in Rui County was promoted and transferred to the state capital of Jiangzhou? I want to go there after the river thaws in spring. When Mr. Zuo took him in, he only gave a gift of thanks, but never thanked him in person. Disrespectful."
Jiang Jinxing sat up straight, with a serious and serious tone.
Jiang Rao poked his finger on his forehead, frowned and said, "You've been cautious recently, and you want to go out to play under the pretext of congratulating Mr. Zuo on his promotion?"
Jiang Jinxing was noncommittal, Jiang Rao shook his head, "Daddy will definitely not allow it."
Jiang Jinxing pursed his lips and begged repeatedly, "Sister, sister, I beg you, please go and beg Daddy for me, if I stay in the academy any longer, I will soon become a log, and in this rainy season, I will soon become moldy and rotten." Lost."
Jiang Rao glanced at Jiang Jinxing, his round eyes were bright, his complexion was rosy, and he didn't look depressed at all.
"Playful," she said.
Jiang Jinxing rolled his eyes shrewdly, got up all of a sudden, lay down on the edge of the table, and begged weakly, "Sister... Sister... No one can help me except you."
He raised a finger, "Just help me, this time."
Jiang Rao was softened by his calls, Jiang Jinxing had grown crazy these past few years, he was tall and grew like a seedling, he looked like a little grown-up. Letting him go out of the capital alone, and arrange good people to follow, is also considered experience, but he was still worried about his homework, he was a little hesitant, and the curtain on the door was lifted again.
Seeing the figure coming in, Jiang Jinxing immediately sat up.
Jiang Rao frantically gathered the red thread in her hand, stuffed it into her bosom, and hid it.
Jiang Jinxing sat upright, and was picked up by Wu Que in the blink of an eye, and went to the yard to show kung fu.
Rong Ting came in, and the oily paper bag of sugar-fried chestnuts in his hand was naturally stuffed into Jiang Rao's hand, and he sat beside Jiang Rao, making tea for himself.
He doesn't have a heavy appetite, he doesn't pay attention to his food, and he is even very tired of eating. Fortunately, Jiang Rao's taste is tricky, and she loves novelty. Whenever a hawker on the street comes up with a new trick, she always wants to try it. Because of her temperament, Rong Ting remembered her taste habits, and then got to know the taste of fireworks, "I heard from the peddler that this is a chestnut picked from Quling. He said that it will be sweet for a long time, and it is sweeter than sugar water. You can taste it." .”
Jiang Rao looked down at the paper bag, and saw how many chestnuts had been peeled inside. She squeezed out one and put it in her mouth. It was as sweet as honey, and she asked vaguely, "Wu Que Lao is going out for a martial arts competition?"
"If he wants to go to Jiangzhou, he has to show the ability to go to Jiangzhou."
There was a sense of ruthlessness in Rong Ting's voice. After drinking two sips of tea, he took the paper bag and slowly peeled the chestnuts.
In the yard, there were swishing fists and kicks, and Jiang Jinxing begged for mercy if he couldn't beat him.
Jiang Rao glanced out, and turned her gaze back when she heard Rong Ting's voice.
"Tell him to compete with Wu Que to see how he learns Kung Fu. As for the literature class, I will ask later."
Jiang Rao thinks this idea is very good.
Rong Ting's eyelids drooped slightly, he pinched the chestnut shell with his two fingers together, and said casually: "He's been free recently, running here twice a day."
Jiang Rao could clearly hear the resentment in his cool voice, held his cheeks, and watched him concentrate on crushing the chestnut shells, narrowed his exquisite almond eyes, stretched out his fingers, and gently tapped the back of his hand , "Say yes, what are you thinking, tell me."
She dislikes guessing the most, she is lazy, it takes too much effort to guess, besides, no matter how good she is, she is afraid that she will make a wrong guess.
Rong Ting rolled his eyes, "It's better for him to be better than Wu Que and go to Jiangzhou." To avoid wandering around the shops and his mansion by the Qinhuai River every day, dogs hate people and don't know it.
really.
Even her brother was not happy to come to her frequently.
Old vinegar jar.