Yang Chengyun still refused to let go: "It's useless to apologize, you have to help me rub it!" ”

Of course, Yan Jing knew what he meant, and the tips of his ears were red and didn't move.

Yang Chengyun grabbed his hand and led him to touch him. Yan Jing didn't resist, hanging his head and blushing at the mercy of Yang Chengyun, he slapped Yang Chengyun with his other hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't let people see it!" ”

Yang Chengyun agreed casually, he was still aggrieved on the surface, pretending to be angry, but in fact, his heart was already pounding wildly because of the person in front of him.

Yan Jing's hand was about to touch Yang Chengyun's buttocks, and a cold voice came from afar: "Chengyun-"

Yang Chengyun had a conditioned reflex, took the small sketchbook in his hand and slapped it on Yan Jing's head, only to hear the sound of "pop", which was very crisp.

"Yanqing, you still dare to look at these things! Xing Gongzi is here, you don't even care about the affairs of the house, do you?! ”

Yang Chengyun turned around and barked doggedly: "My lord, my subordinates will help see if Yan Jing has managed the affairs of the Champion Mansion well......

Xiao Bo stood not far away with his hands in his hands, nodded indifferently, and said, "Remember to send the letter on my desk to Xiu." ”

After speaking, Xiao Bo left, let alone asked Yang Chengyun anything.

At this moment, Yanqing's heart was crying.

Yang Chengyun saw that the Prime Minister was gone, so he hurriedly hugged the person into his arms, threw away the small picture book with one hand, rubbed his head with the other hand, and comforted him with kind words: "Good Qin'er, it's really hard for you, my Qin'er, ......."

Yan Jing leaned on his chest and pinched his ass hard, and Yang Chengyun endured the pain.

Listening to Yang Chengyun's chatter, Yan Jing didn't want to pay attention to him, he just wanted to be alone.

***

After sleeping outside for a few nights, Cai Ming couldn't help it.

On this day, passing through a market town, Xing Xiu took everyone to a restaurant.

The wine and food were ready, Xing Xiu glanced at them and asked, "What about Uncle Cai?" ”

Both the coachman and the plum shook their heads, they didn't know.

"You eat first, I'll go out and have a look." Xing Xiu got up and left.

Cai Ming stood in front of the counter and accosted the storekeeper, he leaned against the counter, smiling heartily and a little hypocritically, with an expression as if he wanted to help others get some money.

The shopkeeper originally ignored him, but when he saw what Cai Ming said, the shopkeeper stopped his hand to deal with affairs, looked at him in surprise, and then faced him with a smile and chatted with him.

Cai Ming spoke vigorously, spitting stars flying all over the sky, he seemed to say something, and pointed upstairs with his finger.

The shopkeeper smiled and blushed and nodded at Cai Ming.

After that, Cai Ming came back with his body in swing.

When Xing Xiu saw him coming back, he turned around to walk back, but when he saw the coachman standing behind her, he suddenly said a sentence: "He uses the dialect of Caicheng County." ”

Xing Xiu felt that this coachman was a little inexplicable, so he nodded casually and bypassed him and went back, and the coachman followed behind her.

Li Zi had already started as soon as Xing Xiu finished speaking, and the food was almost swept away.

Xing Xiu and the coachman didn't say anything, and each sat down.

As soon as Cai Ming came, he was full of joy, and suddenly saw that the table that was originally full of dishes was only leftovers, his face was cold, and he poked the plums that were still sweeping, and scolded: "You rice bucket!" Eat, eat, eat, just eat to death! ”

Li Zi is still stuffing vegetables in a big gulp, and he has no time to pay attention to Cai Ming, otherwise it will be another "war of words".

Cai Ming suddenly remembered something, and looked at Xing Xiu with a smirk on his face, "Childe, the little one just went to do a good deed!" ”