On this day, Xiao Chu didn't know where to go to play, and in order to maintain his consistent image, Junbi was left alone and played the piano in the courtyard alone. The sound of the piano was rapid and slow, but no amount of music could relieve her boredom.

Junbi reclined beside the stone pillar, one green silk was only half pulled up, and the rest was loose behind his head. The hands are slender, revealing a white wrist, ice muscle and jade bones, like a clear mutton fat jade, which makes people dare not touch it hard, as if it will soften and soften when touched.

Jun Bi closed his eyes slightly, gradually falling asleep, and was half-asleep and half-awake, when there was a slight sound of footsteps beside him. She immediately opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

The person who came turned out to be Yi Jingheng. He was dressed in a satin gown, his hands were behind his back, and his hair was neatly combed behind his head, revealing a smooth forehead. When those narrow eyes saw Jun Bi, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The two looked at each other silently for a long time before Jun Bi reacted, quickly got up, stroked the folds on the skirt with his hand in a panic, and said softly: "Fifth Master." She hung her head down, revealing a slender neck, the lilac veins clearly visible in the bright light, and her skin was transparent.

Yi Jingheng's gaze stayed on the side of Junbi's neck for a moment, and then quickly moved away. He replied in a low voice, "Hmm." Then there was silence again.

Neither of them is a lively person, so they get along alone like this, and the atmosphere is so awkward that it makes people feel very cramped. Junbi couldn't help it at first, confessed his guilt, bent down and picked up the piano and wanted to leave. As soon as she turned around, Yi Jingheng stopped her, "Do you know how to play the piano?" ”

Jun Bi had no choice but to stop, nodded slightly, and replied, "I know a little bit about it." ”

Yi Jingheng's eyes were lowered, and his eyelashes trembled densely and slightly, as if he was considering something. After a long time, he said the second sentence, "Play it to me." ”

Yi Jingheng's voice was extremely low, even a little hoarse. Compared to when they first met, his eyebrows and eyes became deeper and more calm, and it was difficult to see superfluous expressions on his face on weekdays. So at this time, Junbi couldn't see what his emotions were.

Junbi wanted to refuse, but her identity didn't allow it, so she had to sit back with the piano in her arms, and inadvertently, sighed lightly.

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Su Jingheng returned to the small western-style building, took off his coat casually, and threw it into Zhang Liao's hand accurately. Zhang Liao took his coat and put it on his arm.

Su Jingheng unbuttoned his neckline, lazily leaned on the sofa, and slowly rubbed his swollen forehead.

"Seventh Master, ...... over there" Su Jingheng waved his hand to interrupt Zhang Liao's next remind, and said in a low voice: "I have my own arrangements." ”

Zhang Liao lowered his head and said no more.

There was silence for a moment, and suddenly there was the sound of the door opening downstairs, followed by the crisp sound of small leather shoes on the floor. The voice got closer and closer, and it was only when I walked up the stairs that I showed my figure, and it turned out to be a delicate and charming little beauty.

When the little beauty saw Su Jingheng, she was a little excited, but because of the presence of Zhang Liao, an "outsider", it was not easy to rush over directly, so she stood at the top of the stairs and called in a coquettish voice: "Seventh master-"

The voice was nine curves and eighteen bends, and Zhang Liao had goosebumps all over his body when he heard it. I really don't understand what the master is doing with these delicate girls, and the master doesn't need to ...... Zhang Liao was startled and hurriedly put away his thoughts. Damn, he didn't dare to think about it, but fortunately he couldn't hear his inner voice.

Su Jingheng ignored the call of the beauty, and just rubbed his temples to himself, as if thinking about something.

Seeing that Su Jingheng ignored her, the beauty stomped her feet in annoyance, pouting, and looked coquettish. But she didn't dare to stare at Su Jingheng, so she could only look at Zhang Liao next to her.

Zhang Liao was inexplicably disgusted, saying that he was so innocent.

Su Jingheng put down his hand, slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, and stared at the beauty in front of him motionlessly, "Rong Rong, come here." ”

When the beauty heard this, her eyes lit up, and she ran over, just like the previous "Rongrong", lying at Su Jingheng's feet. If you look closely, you will find that although she and "Rong Rong" are not similar in appearance, they both have a delicate energy.

"Seventh Master-" Rong Rong's voice was so sweet that it was greasy.

Su Jingheng sat up straight and beckoned to her, as if calling a puppy. Rong Rong immediately came up to him.

Su Jingheng gently smoothed her curly hair, and then stroked her face down along the strands, the movements were extremely gentle, making Rong Rong's cheeks blush.

Then, Su Jingheng pinched her chin and raised it slightly, "Rong Rong, how can I treat you?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were seductive, but the tails of his eyes revealed a hint of evil, as if it was a deadly poison, knowing that the sinking would be doomed, but still let her desperately moth to the fire.

Rong Rong nodded again and again, her eyes were full of obsession, "Master treats me well, naturally." ”

She was given to Su Jingheng a year ago, and she has been kept in the old mansion, three months ago, when Su Jingheng returned to the old mansion, she deliberately rushed out, and sure enough, it attracted his attention. In fact, she originally just wanted to fight for a way out, and was unwilling to die in the old mansion. But the moment she saw Su Jingheng, it was love at first sight.

Later, she became the Rongrong girl in the small western-style building. It doesn't matter what name she is called, the important thing is that she can always be by Su Jingheng's side and become that unique woman.

Su Jingheng doesn't come back often, but she treats her very well and responds to her needs. She fell into the love network she weaved, and even fantasized that Su Jingheng had never touched her so far, was it because he was cherishing himself?

Su Jingheng was close to her, her handsome face was close at hand, and every line seemed to be finely carved. Rong Rong was fascinated for a while.

Su Jingheng suddenly pinched the red face, sighed lightly, and said in a low voice: "It's a pity, I raised you badly." ”

Rong Rong was stunned, very puzzled, she didn't understand why Su Jingheng said this.

In the blink of an eye, Su Jingheng, who was still tender like water, turned cold in an instant, he shook off Rong Rong, stood up, and walked past her to the window.

Rong Rong lay on the ground, unsure of why, and her face was full of panic.

"Zhang Liao." Su Jingheng opened his mouth and said, his voice was as indifferent as the awe-inspiring frost and snow of the cold winter of Sanjiu, "Send her away." ”

Zhang Liaomian replied without changing his color.

Rong Rong came back to her senses at this time, as if she had been struck by thunder, and her face was instantly bloodless. She ran over in disbelief, cried and hugged one of Su Jingheng's legs, and begged sadly: "Seventh Master, where Rong Rong did not do well, where she did wrong, Rong Rong can change it, Seventh Master, don't drive Rong Rong away, okay?" She cried so much that her delicate makeup was a mess.

Su Jingheng calmly kicked away Rong Rong, who was pulling his legs, and glanced at her without the slightest emotion, "You're not wrong, it's just that you're tired." After speaking, he nodded at Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao comprehended, clapped his hands, and immediately two tall non-commissioned officers walked in. They respectfully called Su Jingheng the seventh master.

After Su Jingheng responded, the two non-commissioned officers did not talk, stepped forward and grabbed Rong Rong, who kept crying, and lifted the woman who was about to pounce on Su Jingheng from left to right, and pulled it out. Her mournful wail resounded throughout the small western-style building.

After Rong Rong left, the servants rushed in, skillfully sorted out the items in the room, and removed everything that belonged to Rong Rong. But for a quarter of an hour, there was no trace of her existence, and even the residual smell of perfume in the air was replaced by a faint cold fragrance.

Su Jingheng frowned, was silent for a long time, and then said, "I'm going to see my mother." ”

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