Yurong finished dressing under Rong Yuan's intently gaze.

The corners of Rong Yuan's mouth hooked up a very satisfied smile, facing the sun, his angular side face was extremely handsome, and Yurong's girlish heart was about to melt... Rong Yuan stepped forward and grabbed her waist, lowered his head and whispered in Yurong's ear: "For my husband, I think that Rong'er is very beautiful to dress like this." ”

Yurong's ears were red, and he took Rong Yuan's slightly cold hand and walked outside the door. Looking at the three Wei Qilin, who were fighting happily with the grass fighting landlord at the gate of Taoyuan, Yurong felt angry and funny, and pinched Rong Yuan's waist: "Rong Nanshen, six eyes are watching, do you think we can sneak out?" ”

"Six eyes watched, didn't the husband sneak in? Rong'er really underestimated her husband. Rong Yuan's casual tone, Yurong felt that he was calling "for the husband" more and more smoothly, turned his head and glared at him, and hugged Rong Yuan's lean waist tightly in the next second. Looking at the Jade King's Mansion that was getting farther and farther away under her feet, Yurong couldn't help but dislike herself for being stupid: how could she forget that this thing would be light?

The Jade King's Mansion was already on the outskirts of Beijing, and Rong Yuan was good at it, and in a moment the two of them arrived in a meadow on the outskirts.

The grass is vast, the green grass has already poked out the fluffy little head, not far away there are gray hares jumping around, palm-sized flower butterflies dancing, the sun exudes a soft golden light, the spring breeze blows, like a feather skimming the tip of the heart, making people feel crispy and itchy.

In the distance, there is a peach blossom forest, and the hazy pink decorates the already strong spring mood. Nearby, the willow branches floated, the stream rippled, the carp jumped out of the water and rolled, and fell with a "plop" and splashed some water droplets, full of life everywhere.

Yurong opened his arms and took a deep breath: this place is really beautiful!

Dressed in white, the skirt is flying, the girl is petite, her hair is gently and softly draped behind her, letting the sun pour out, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow on the white goose egg face, the red lips are shallowly pursed, and the pear vortex also shows a little trace. Such a jade face has only two words in Rong Yuan's eyes: temptation!

"Rong'er." Rong Yuan smiled and shouted Yurong.

For the first time since the crossing, Yurong felt physically and mentally happy, and her tense nerves relaxed, Rong Yuan suddenly called her, she turned around with a smile on her face and eyebrows and asked: "..." Before the word "Ma" could be spoken, Yurong was stunned. Why are you stunned? Who can tell her what happened when she turned around and kissed Rong Yuan's lips, hey?

Rong Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of successful trickery, and it was a delicate and lingering kiss at the moment.

Rong Yuan's white jade-like fingers slowly touched Yu Rong's red lips, his eyebrows bent, and there was a strong smile on his delicate jade-like face: "Thank you Rong'er for your return gift, I like it very much for my husband." ”

Yurong looked at him as a scoundrel, took his hand away, hooked his slender fingers in the palm of his hand, and couldn't help laughing: "It's cheap and good, villain," Xing eyes rolled, raised his eyebrows and asked: "I gave a gift in return, but what about the gift you gave me?" ”

Rong Yuan's eyes were extremely good-looking, and if he didn't move, he was already like a sky full of stars, and he winked at Yurong, and his thin lips lightly opened: "I gave myself to you for my husband, is the lady still satisfied?" ”

Yurong was almost amazed by his eyes, this person was hers. The corners of Yurong's mouth curled, and he took Rong Yuan's hand and walked towards the city gate: "I don't know if I can change a breakfast after selling Rong Nanshen." Yurong touched his stomach, soft, flattened... The corners of Yurong's mouth crooked: "Rong male god, let's have breakfast." ”

Capturing the emotions on Yurong's face, Rong Yuan pinched Yurong's fingertips: "Rong'er is still satisfied with her husband?" ”

"Rong Yuan, have you noticed that you are becoming more and more like a disciple?"

"The lady is wrong," Rong Yuan said slowly, Yurong puffed up: "I'm not your lady!" ”

"The lady is wrong again. As a husband, in front of the lady, he is a real disciple, not like a disciple. Rong Yuan smiled brightly.

"Rong Yuan, don't call me a lady! I'm not your! "Yurong is going crazy, how can she never surpass this person?

"Okay, it's okay to be a husband and your husband." Rong Yuan blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

Yurong felt speechless: "Rong scoundrel Rong Deng's disciple Rong peeled his skin..."

Rong Yuan's eyes were full of doting: "Okay, Rong Er said that what a husband is is what a husband is, but she just wronged her mother." As he spoke, he touched Yurong's head.

Yurong reacted when he heard him say this: If he is a scoundrel, he will be a "lady", and he will become a scoundrel's lady... Yurong cried silently in his heart, this thing is really a scoundrel, looking up at the cloudless sky, a bright sadness.

Rong Yuan chuckled, took her hand and wanted to leave, Yurong hung on Rong Yuan: "Fly over, do you want to cause a traffic jam?" Thinking of the onlookers at the noodle shop last time, she still has palpitations in her heart.

Rong Yuan was afraid that she would fall, so he hurriedly hugged Yurong's slender waist: "Since Rong'er wants to hold her husband so much, then Rong'er will be fulfilled as a husband." With that, he flew on tiptoe.

Yurong knew that Rong Yuan was a completely undisciplined scoundrel in front of her, and she didn't care about him, so she snorted and hugged him tighter.

Rong Yuan flew directly to the top floor of a teahouse, Yurong smiled, this is to avoid the crowd, but not even Xiao Er, how can they eat?

Xin Li stepped forward and said respectfully: "Shizi." Miss Yurong. ”

Rong Yuan nodded lightly: "Can the matter be clarified?" ”

"No, son. Lord Zuo Xiang is a veteran of the two dynasties, and the secrets in the early stage are unknown, and the clues are all in vain, and no witnesses can be found at every critical point. The people who had close contacts with Lord Zuo Xiang back then were either killed on the battlefield or disappeared. Xin Li also had a headache.

"It's okay, you transfer the Red Shadow over to follow up on this with you. Let's go and bring some breakfast first," Looking at Yurong's expectant eyes, Rong Yuan reluctantly said: "Add some dessert." ”

Xin Li was almost warmed by the spoiling in the mouth of his family's son, his own son and Miss Yurong were really in love, and he sighed in his heart, and he still responded with an expressionless "yes" on his face and retreated.