"I accidentally saw it when I was seeing a doctor at the home of a female pharmacist named Jingmo," Xu Fei looked at the dish that Zhou Rong had given him was a piece of fish, and replied one by one, "That pharmacist is a miracle doctor!" I almost went to see Hades when my carbuncle recurred, but thanks to her wonderful rejuvenation, I am now following her doctor's advice, and I can't get the slightest fish. Therefore, I hope that Mrs. Zhou will forgive me, the fish and meat you sandwiched with your own hands may not be blessed in your later life. ”

Zhou Rong silently recited the name "Jingmo" several times in his heart, the darkness in his eyes became thicker and thicker, he paused, looked at Xu Fei, and said with an approachable dry smile: "Xu Fei, among the painters in the gallery, you are the most discerning and capable. I can see from Chunmanlou that I, Zhou Rong, will not let go of any talent, and the results of the preliminary examination will be announced soon, so go back and wait for the good news. ”

As soon as Xu Fei heard this, he immediately jumped up from the chair, knelt on his knees, kowtowed to Zhou Rong, and thanked him with a thousand thanks: "Mrs. Zhou knows the grace of the encounter, Xu Fei will not forget it!" ”

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Rong's mouth, and then he stared at Xu Fei affectionately and explained: "But remember, the less people know about your visit today, it is good for you and me." Do you understand? ”

"Understood, understood!" Xu Fei smiled from ear to ear, kowtowed to the ground more pious than burning incense and worshiping Buddha in the temple, and said a few good words to Zhou Rong before returning to the gallery with great ambition.

Soon after Xu Fei left, a figure trotted in outside the gate of the mansion, and the soldiers did not stop them when they saw it, and they gave way one after another.

"Master Gunma!" The person who came was a well-dressed little guy, with a pair of mouse eyes shining slightly, and as soon as he arrived in the hall, he threw himself at Zhou Rong's feet, and hurriedly presented a beautiful wooden box.

Zhou Rong glanced at the little guy, and then lightly glanced at the wooden box he offered, then turned his head without saying a word, and continued to eat with vegetables, as if he didn't want to pay attention to it. Steward Luo took the wooden box happily on the side, and said to the little servant: "Tongzi, go back and tell the county lord that the county master will enjoy it after lunch." ”

Tong Zi secretly glanced at Zhou Rong, who was only looking down to eat, gritted his teeth and said as if he had plucked up courage: "County, county master, the county lord asks you, when will you go back to the county lord's mansion, the county lord has already prepared——"

"Tell Madame, these days the gallery can't take a break from the review." Zhou Rong put down his chopsticks, glanced at Tong Zi, paused, and added, "When I'm done with this, I'll go back to accompany her." ”

When Tong Zi heard this, he finally gave an explanation to the county lord, and hurriedly kowtowed happily and retired. Steward Luo put the wooden box on the table, opened the lid, and a burst of steaming aroma wafted from it, "County Horse, the county lord made it himself, every time he sent it, let Tong Zi gallop over, for fear of cold, you can eat it while it's hot." ”

"You don't have to taste it to know." Zhou Rong raised the tea cup in his hand and took a sip, without raising his eyes, and said lightly, "It's tea cake again." Even if the person who does it is not tired, you should ask the person who eats it if it is greasy. ”

Steward Luo pushed the pastry box under Zhou Rong's eyes slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Although it's a tea cake every time, it's inside-"

"Let's put it aside." Zhou Rong didn't want to listen to Steward Luo's words, and felt that this box of tea cakes was quite an eyesore.

Steward Luo had no choice but to remove the tea cake box from Zhou Rong's sight, Zhou Rong's hand holding the vegetables suddenly paused, looked at the plate of fish with chopsticks, and remembered something, turned his head to look at the box of tea cakes, and there was a few obscure depths in his eyes.

He suddenly instructed Steward Luo to take out the tea cake and put it on the table, vacated the wooden box of tea cakes, and whispered a few words. Steward Luo listened, couldn't help but shrink his eyebrows, and looked at Zhou Rong as if asking, Zhou Rong nodded coldly, Steward Luo took the order, silently lifted the empty wooden box containing the tea cake and was about to go out, but was stopped by Zhou Rong again.

"Also, go check on someone. Her identity, residence, and origin must be checked for me meticulously! Zhou Rong frowned deeply and commanded sharply.

"Who?" Steward Luo turned around and asked.

"Female pharmacist - Jingmo."

At this time, a wisp of incense suddenly came from outside the threshold in front of the hall, Zhou Rong raised his eyes when he smelled the fragrance, and saw a graceful figure standing in the backlight on the door frame.

"Yo! The white girl is here, please come in and sit, my county horse... My lord has been waiting for the girl for a long time! When Steward Luo saw the comer, he greeted with a smile.

Jingmo just lowered his eyes, and after nodding slightly to Steward Luo, who was about to go out with the tea cake box, he paced and walked in front of Zhou Rong with a swaying posture. She neither raised her head nor spoke, but just gently pulled a pair of green and white jade hands around her waist and slowly bowed to Zhou Rong. Although it is only this gift, with the shyness of low eyebrows and chin, it has already brought out a very amorous and swaying spirit.

"Sure enough, it deserves to be the first of the 'Kyoto Seven Flowers'. White girl, I really feel sorry for you. Zhou Rong's scorching gaze fell on Jing Mo without hindrance. Looking closely, she has a pair of low-pitched small mountain eyebrows on her face, and a little vermilion and plum makeup in the center of her eyebrows, which reflects her more graceful and snowy, and is more charming and moving than when she saw it in Chunmanlou. Zhou Rong remembered something and asked, "I don't know what the name of the white girl is?" ”

"Bai Wan." A soft voice, like a cry.

Zhou Rong hooked his lips with a smile and gently muttered the name "Bai Wan" a few times, his eyes were reluctant to take his eyes off Jingmo, but he leaned forward a few inches, looked at Jingmo closer, and asked, "Bai girl, why don't you want to look up at me?" When the girl bows her head, the pair of small mountain eyebrows exposed are certainly good-looking, but your pair of plump autumn water is the most haunting thing for Zhou. ”

Jingmo took in Zhou Rong's eyes full of affection, a faint smile came up on her lips, still her eyes were silent, she slowly stretched out a pair of soft hands, lifted the teapot on the dining table, poured a cup shallowly, and served it to Zhou Rong's lips. At this point, she slowly raised a pair of beautiful eyes that looked forward to life and ripples in the autumn water, looked back at Zhou Rong's scorching gaze, and said softly:

"Wan'er owes Mrs. Zhou a cup of tea."

Zhou Rong immediately understood that this dusty woman had lowered her eyebrows since she entered the door, and she seemed to be apologetic in her shyness, it turned out that she had always remembered that she had wet her clothes with tea in Chunmanlou. His dry heart has long been stirred up with layers of soft waves, and a thick smile has overflowed from his long-withered eyes.

"It's a good Wan'er, it's hard for you to have a heart, but-" Zhou Rong looked at the pure and beautiful woman in front of him with a lot of playfulness, and his eyes turned to her moist and seductive red lips.

Suddenly, he stretched out his arm and took Jingmo who was standing in front of him into his arms, Jingmo couldn't help but let out an "ah" with a somewhat disgraced face, and the tea in his hand almost spilled out again.

She subconsciously wanted to break free, but was hugged tighter by Zhou Rong. Zhou Rong put his nose behind Jingmo's ear, closed his eyes and sniffed deeply at the rich and sultry rouge incense, and then whispered in her ear: "When you offered me tea in Chunmanlou that day, you didn't use these green onion white jade hands. ”

Zhou Rong raised his hand, pinched Jingmo's thin and delicate chin, stared deeply at her red lips, he swallowed his throat, took the tea cup in Jingmo's hand, and handed it to her lips. But seeing Jingmo Zhu's lips pursed tightly, and he refused to take the teacup for a long time, Zhou Rong's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly: "What's the matter, Wan'er, don't you want to?" Well? ”

Jingmo secretly gritted her teeth, pulled out a charming smile, her lips opened slowly, and her embroidered mouth opened slightly, and she had to choke the tea cup that Zhou Rong handed to her mouth. Zhou Rong's frowning brows suddenly smiled with great satisfaction, and then, he actually learned Jingmo, opened his mouth to hold the other side of the tea cup, and took the tea. Jingmo thought that he was finally going to raise his head and drink the tea, but he didn't expect that this Mrs. Zhou's heart was usually like a dry well.

After he took the teacup, not only did he not raise his head to drink, but lowered his head suddenly, and suddenly there was a "bang", and the tea spilled Jingmo's body.

Zhou Rong looked at Jingmo, who was forcibly suppressing the panicked look, and said slowly with an ambiguous expression: "What does Wan'er owe Zhou more than a cup of tea?" You splashed Zhou Mou on the same day, how to calculate this account? With that, Zhou Rong was about to reach out to untie Jingmo's clothes.

Jing Mo hurriedly turned around and broke out of Zhou Rong's arms, but her outermost moire shirt was ripped off by Zhou Rong and held tightly in her hands, leaving only a long silk undershirt on her body, revealing two white jade arms hanging naked by her side.

"Huh?" Zhou Rong was a little stunned by Jingmo's reaction, and squinted at her very dissatisfied.

Although Jingmo had been prepared for a long time, it was the first time that he was molested by a man so intimately, and he was also a man he didn't like. She realized that her break free was a little inappropriate for the Qinglou woman, so she hurriedly raised her eyebrows, stared at Zhou Rong with a pair of beautiful autumn eyes in a charming manner, and then learned Manman's walking posture, twisted Chu Chu's thin waist gracefully, walked in front of Zhou Rong step by step, and turned her foot slightly, twisting Zhou Rong's back.

She raised her two slender jade arms and gently put them on Zhou Rong's shoulders from behind, and then, she slowly leaned over, lay behind Zhou Rong's ears, and whispered in a voice so gentle that she could almost squeeze out water:

"Zhou Lang's account, how dare the slave family rely on it? It's just that Zhou Lang's three-day appointment this time was unfortunate, and it caught up with the first day of the slave family's monthly affairs. ”

When Jingmo whispered, the treasure hairpin beads on his head pressed against Zhou Rong's face, and a warm and fragrant breath exhaled from his mouth surrounded Zhou Rong's ears, and Zhou Rong's whole person was already crispy. He turned his head, looked at Jingmo with a blurred look in his eyes, as if he was slightly drunk, and replied softly:

"Seven days. I will wait for you seven days. But for these seven days, I want you to be with me every day. Okay, Wan'er? ”

Jingmo's heart trembled, but she agreed with a smile on her face, afraid that Zhou Rong would do something that she couldn't deal with, thinking of saying something else to divert his attention, her eyes fell on the plate of tea cakes that were still warm on the dining table, she picked up the plate, pinched a piece of tea cake with her slender jade fingers, and sent it to Zhou Rong's mouth, pinching her throat and learning to look like Manman, and said coquettishly:

"As long as Zhou Lang treats the slave family sincerely, then everything will be fine. Come, Wan'er fed Zhou Lang a bite of tea cake to thank for today's sin. ”

After Zhou Rong paused, he smiled and opened his mouth to eat the tea cake that Jingmo had personally fed. Jing Mo's mind echoed Manman's words: Seducing a man is like facing a great enemy, you retreat from the enemy, and you advance and retreat. In the final analysis, a man can't get around the word "cheap" in his bones, if you want him to be itchy with you, retreat and dodge in a timely and appropriate manner, if you want him to be interested in you, just take the initiative to meet him.

Jing Mo was afraid of giving Zhou Rong another chance to tease, so he grabbed the conversation and said casually: "This tea cake is so exquisite." I heard that Zhou Lang loves tea early in the morning, but I don't know that I like it to such a point, just this small plate of tea cakes, each piece is a different tea flavor, Longjing, Pu'er, Biluochun, Autumn Bailu, it is really meticulous and exquisite. ”

Zhou Rong heard Jingmo say this, only then turned his gaze to the tea cake that he had never disdained before, his heart moved slightly for a moment, but only for a moment, and then, he looked at Jingmo with even more surprise, and asked with pity: "You can recognize these tea flavors at a glance, do you also have a lot of research on tea?" ”

Tea is a semi-sideline medicine, and the pharmacist Jingmo has naturally studied it deeply. She glanced at the tea cake a few more times, and with a twist of wisdom, she smiled and said, "Wan'er's little fur research, where can it compare to the mind of the person who makes the tea cake?" ”

"A little bit of your fur is also valuable. Wan'er, do you know," Zhou Rong looked at the woman in front of him who was smartly timely, coquettishly moderate, and appropriately advanced and retreating, and the pity in his heart increased by three points, he took off the small teapot he carried with him from his waist, and after a slight pause, he said slowly with a flat expression: "You are the first woman to take my teapot and make tea for me." On that day, you were really shy and bold, just dancing and making tea, but you just danced when making tea, and made tea while dancing, so how could Zhou not get drunk. ”

Jingmo saw a lonely look in Zhou Rong's eyes, but she could only turn a blind eye. She took out a look that she was very familiar with the affairs of Chun Manlou, and replied with a smile: "Zhou Lang praised it falsely. If the sisters of Chunmanlou don't have this little skill of carving insects, how can they gain a foothold. ”

After that, Jingmo couldn't help but chuckle to himself in his heart: Why is his casual nonsense kung fu getting better and better, and he is about to catch up with the articulate birthmark boy?

Zhou Rong couldn't help but raise her hand and gently caress Jingmo's jade-like face, she was startled, but she still looked calm. Zhou Rong's gaze slowly moved from the red makeup on her forehead to the two dots of makeup on both sides of her mouth, and he couldn't help but say:

"New and beautiful makeup, glamorous and fragrant, shy Ruizhu palace maid."

Jingmo turned his face slightly, dodged Zhou Rong's hand, and then seemed to be coquettish: "Zhou Langyin's poem about apricot blossoms is too sad, and the slave family prefers another one, 'There are microwaves in melancholy, and the residual makeup is difficult to rectify'." ”

When Zhou Rong heard that this Qinglou woman could not only hear the source of the poem she chanted, but also replied to the poem wonderfully, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Wan'er is talented." It's a 'bad makeup', are you blaming me for stroking the delicate makeup on your face? ”

Zhou Rong saw that Jing Mo Wan lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, his heart was firmly grasped, and seeing Jing Mo's exposed snow-white arms staring at the clear light of the moon, he was very pitiful, he hurriedly took off his splendid coat and gently draped it on Jing Mo's shoulders.