Chapter 132: I can't eat the overnight meal
"Let's go, let's have a good meal. ”
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, Ning Rongrong was stunned, glanced at Emperor Zhao with a strange expression, and then didn't speak, and continued to eat.
"Woo~" Feeling the warm embrace in front of him, Meng still cried directly.
cried out all the grievances I had suffered in the past few days.
From being forced last night to being beaten and humiliated twice in a row today, she really feels that she can't hold on.
Lying in the arms of someone who forced herself, but trusted with all her heart, she really couldn't help it.
Zhu Zhuqing and the two daughters continued to eat in silence.
Emperor Zhao smiled helplessly, it seems that this meal can't be eaten.
After reluctantly looking back at the meal, he gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly: "Zhuqing, you go back first, I still have some things to do." ”
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong trembled significantly after hearing this.
What are they coming here for? Is it really for food?
Of course not!
But now that Emperor Zhao has spoken, the two women glanced at each other, Ning Rongrong's eyes kept hinting, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed a trace of struggle, and then quickly stood up and pulled Ning Rongrong out.
There was a click, and the door was closed again.
Outside the door, after Zhu Zhuqing pulled Ning Rongrong out of a distance, Ning Rongrong shook off Zhu Zhuqing's hand violently, chopped the ground a few times with his little feet, and said:
"Oops! Zhuqing, why are we leaving!"
Zhu Zhuqing's face was calm, he didn't go to grab her, and said lightly: "Brother Zhao said let's go." ”
"Zhu Qing, now there are only Brother Zhao and Na Meng in that room, and now that we're gone, wouldn't we..."
Before Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing said calmly but firmly: "What Brother Zhao said, I can't help but listen. ”
"But, but they, we, they, we... Alas~" Ning Rongrong's little hand pointed randomly, and in the end, his pretty face turned red and he didn't say anything.
sighed, as if to enlighten and tempt her, and said: "Zhuqing, sometimes, you don't have to listen to Brother Zhao like this, just like now..."
"Brother Zhao's words, you have to listen. ”
Ning Rongrong looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who had a calm and stubborn face, and felt that thousands of horses were galloping for a while, and he felt very aggrieved in his heart.
......
In the room, Emperor Zhao hugged Meng still to the side of the bed and let her cry slowly, as for comfort, the little girl of twelve or thirteen is fine, and the sixteen or seventeen Meng is still not comforted.
Mainly, I don't know how to comfort ...
In this way, Emperor Zhao sat on the edge of the bed, and Meng was still sitting on his lap and holding him and crying.
It wasn't until late at night, when the moon rose to the center, that Meng still gradually stopped crying, but he was still choking from time to time.
Emperor Zhao slowly let go of a little, raised his hand and gently wiped the tears on her face, smiled slightly, and said lightly:
"Stop crying?"
"Hmm. Meng still nodded shyly and slightly apprehensively.
Emperor Zhao touched her hair and said, "Look, it's so late, and there are still some things to do, let's hurry up, and go to bed after we are done." ”
Meng still raised his head slightly and looked outside, as if he had thought of something, a flush appeared on his little face, and he nodded like a mosquito, and then slowly stood up and began...
"Wait, what are you going to do?" Emperor Zhao hurriedly stopped.
Meng was still stunned, and then the flush began to spread rapidly throughout the pretty face, and the flush reached the slender neck.
"No... It's not about ... Above... on..."
For a while, Meng Yi's girlish feelings were vividly displayed, and her appearance made Emperor Zhao lose his mind slightly, and he reacted for a moment and hurriedly shouted:
"No! It's not what you think! We're going to improve your physique, just like I told your grandfather before!"
As he spoke, he dodged out of the bed, and turned his back at the same time, although he was talking, Meng still had no intention of stopping!
Emperor Zhao lowered his head and thought about it, gritted his teeth, and was ruthless in his heart, directly took out the white ball, and then turned into a big circle to wrap Meng still inside.
"Whew~"
After doing this, Emperor Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the floating white ball, and said to Meng Yi inside: "Still, don't panic in advance, I'm still young, I'll talk about it later, it's important to cultivate now." ”
As he spoke, the soul power in Luck's body was transmitted into the white ball.
"Hmm..." After Meng still replied, there was a click, and something fell out of the white ball, and Emperor Zhao, who was about to continue eating, glanced back.
Then the thief's eyes widened, for no other reason, what fell out was the clothes...
Emperor Zhao hurriedly turned around, lowered the visibility of the white ball by the way, and then sat down at the table and continued to eat.
And when the white ball was slowly thickening, Meng still looked at Emperor Zhao's figure, and saw that the other party had no feelings for him, and his beautiful big eyes showed loneliness.
Why, it's all decided, why can't it be now, are you still angry with me?
With these thoughts, the white ball completely turned into an opaque, solid-like ball.
......
And outside the door.
"Wait! What are you going to do!"
Emperor Zhao's words did not lower his voice, and even caused the sound to increase because of surprise, and the sound insulation of the room was not very good, so...
"Zhuqing! Hurry! Ning Rongrong was about to pull out his legs and rush inside, but Zhu Zhuqing grabbed her arm.
Ning Rongrong turned around and said anxiously: "Zhuqing! If you don't go, it's really too late!"
As he spoke, he tried to shake off her hand.
Zhu Zhuqing's hand grabbed her arm tightly like an iron claw, his eyes were filled with tears, he endured the pain in his heart, and said:
"Brother Zhao's words, to... Listen! Moreover, and she won't hurt Brother Zhao, no... It's okay..."At the end of the speech, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't hold back his tears.
After speaking, Ning Rongrong quieted down, but Zhu Zhuqing turned around and was about to leave.
But this time, Ning Rongrong grabbed her instead, and said in a low voice, "Wait a while..."
......
Half an hour later, in the room, the sweat on Emperor Zhao's forehead kept low, and the injuries in his body were almost completely recovered, which was harmless, but the soul power in his body had not recovered.
In addition, he has not rested at ease in the past few days, and his spirit is often tense, it can be said that Emperor Zhao's overall state is not very good, and he is better than Tang San and a few others.
If it weren't for the white ball and the system constantly recovering, he would have been unable to hold on.
But even so, he wanted to give Meng Yi a promotion tonight, not only to promise Long Gong's words, but also to make Meng still fall behind Zhu Zhuqing and them too much.
After all, judging from Meng Zhen's performance, it has been determined that he is his own person.
There was more and more sweat on his forehead, and Emperor Zhao's face became more and more pale, but even so, he was still eating the food on the table.
"I can't eat overnight food, and it's a waste if I don't eat it now..."