Chapter 102: The Punishment
Ren Yan knows that this world is not peaceful, if it is peaceful, can the family members in this world change several times like a marquee? But she didn't expect the turmoil to be so much, and even the ostracized white case master had to be remembered.
She asked, "Where are the injuries, the bandits kidnapped?" β
He Quan looked at her simple appearance and knew that Gu Tingwen must not have told her the truth, and secretly regretted that he had missed it in a hurry just now, so he would make up for it.
He shook his head: "I didn't find anyone, I don't know." β
Ren Yan is also anxious, but there is no way, Gu Tingwen has no way, what can she do?
He Quanjian covered her, and his heart was a little lowered: "I'm sorry for you to take care of the seventh master, I'll make tea for the two of you." β
After saying that, he hugged his clothes and twisted his face to run.
"Stand there!" Ren Yan followed with a sentence.
He Quan really stood still and didn't move, he was afraid.
This aunt and grandmother are the people who live in the blood ancestors of Mr. Liancheng, and they usually look cute and cute, who knows that starting a fire can poke the sky into a hole, who doesn't know that the second half of the Hongpheasant Hall is lively, and it is thrilling to listen to.
Just now, to be honest, he wanted to run, but his legs cramped and he couldn't run.
He Quan twisted back with a smile, eager to call her a thousand children: "Miss Ren, is there something wrong with you?" β
Ren Yan looked at his thief's eyebrows, and pondered his ghost idea: "Honestly, did my master go south?" β
Visit?
Meet Liang Fu first, and then send his wife and children away, and ask someone to assassinate and disappear on the road alone, and visit a ghost relative!
He Quan's heart was a little bit, and he played Tai Chi with her with a shy face: "Then you don't know your master, and I don't know even more." I'll just rush to the seventh master, do you want to ask the seventh master? β
The matter of the two of them, the more he got involved, the more chaotic he became.
This kid is not big, his head is clever, like a loach, and he can swim away when there is a dampness.
Ren Yan scoffed: "Let's go, burn your tea!" β
"Okay!"
The voice is always loud and high, and when Ren Yan entered the house, he still waved twice in the courtyard.
The man in the room was stretching his two long legs on the coffee table, and the edges of his trousers were rolled up in thin strips, indicating his present wandering form; In front of the person is the old-fashioned and serious Gu Qiye, and behind his back is the unkempt boy brother.
At the meeting in the brick tower alley, Gu Tingwen would always write articles until dawn before turning off the lamp, and slept until the sky was dark and got up.
A loose tie hung from the collar of his shirt, a crooked tie knot dangled around the third button, and a man walked barefoot on the carpet with a pen in his hand, muttering words in his mouth, and drawing a piece of paper to write down a few strokes when he remembered something.
I don't remember to eat the meal at all.
Ren Yan felt strange at first, but after watching it for a long time, it was very interesting, watching him sing while eating with a bowl; When he sat down next to him, he would give him a spoonful of food, and the usually picky seventh master would be the most approachable.
Feed what you eat, extra well-behaved.
Ren Yan is a narrow ghost, seeing that he is honest and foolish, he bullies people, picks a spoonful full of green onions and ginger and stuffs people's mouths, and the two eyes look at what he does to react out of line, which makes her disappointed.
Gu Ting finished eating without changing his face, and took a bite of the shrimp she sent, two grains of shrimp simmered in broth and a spoonful of green onion and ginger were no different from him.
Ren Yan was embarrassed to make such a fuss, and obediently picked vegetables for people to eat, and no longer had the intention of playing tricks on him. Of course, I didn't mention this to anyone, and I hid it in my heart and had fun by myself.
This will carry people, this man's spirit is slack again, and he lies on his stomach and strokes his forehead: "Headache." β
The voice is not loud, and he is laughing, but he seems to be coquettish, very aggrieved.
Ren Yan didn't eat his set, leaned on the door frame and hugged his shoulders to look at him: "I have a headache, just drink two more glasses." Sixty years of flower carving, I will move two more altars for you? β
It was because he was drunk and distressed, and it was hard to say, just squeezing him there.
Gu Tingwen closed his eyes slightly, and also closed the drunken smile inside, and stretched out his hand to her: "Rouge-"
Ren Yan's spine softened, and he stumbled.
In the past, the two of them were together, and when the love was strong, no one cared about proportion, his mouth and body were tightly attached, he was still not satisfied, and muttered and called her name.
called her to soften her heart and let him do whatever he wanted.
Once or twice, he got cheap and became more and more unrestricted, which saw that she was unhappy, and coaxed her angrily.
How did the old saying come about, one trick is fresh, eat all over the world!
Stinky virtue!
With two hands behind her back, she reluctantly approached him, and looked at him condescendingly: "Ask you something." β
"Okay."
He straightened up, took her in his arms in a circle, buried his face in her stomach and rubbed it, his breathing steady.
Ren Yan bent his waist like a grasshopper, and was pressed on his belly by warm breathing, it was cold, so comfortable, but his face was still hot.
She casually rubbed the black hair on the top of his head: "Who is my master, what else do you do for a living besides being a newspaper man?" β
The words were asked one after another, and they were suspicious.
Gu Tingwen raised his face and looked at her, there was light in his eyes, and he didn't smile.
Ren Yan looked at him seriously: "I don't want to ask who you are, I'm just preparing a little bit, and what happens when I go back...... I'm not going to panic. β
In the past, it was his father who wanted to put him to death, and people asked him to go to Gansu, but is there really no one else?
This time the target is Xiao Tong, and next time it may be Liang Fu, or Zhang Yuenian, or Gu Tingwen.
What do they do, in and out of ordinary words, Ren Yan can guess a little, and if she doesn't ask, it doesn't mean that she cares.
"Rougeβ"
"Hmm."
"What we do is for the benefit of the country and the people."
"Hmm."
"It's the right path."
"Hmm."
"So, don't be afraid."
"Where did Master go missing?"
"Tianjin, the ship to Shanghai."
"Will be saved."
"Yes." He shook her hand and smiled, "He's also my colleague." β
Ren Yan nodded and smiled: "You really took great pains." β
In just half a year, she was able to become famous in Beijing, and he was inseparable from his secret help, and he built a ladder for her to go to the highest place to see the light.
"Thank you." She bowed her head and kissed him on the lips.
Drunk people are the most greedy, holding her waist and unwilling to let go.
Finally, he hugged her and covered her body, his fingers lingered on the skin on the back of her neck, kissed and rubbed and then called a rouge, a pair of eyes were dark, wrapped in hurricanes and thunder.
She was frightened, but her body was soft, and she was tired of being with his body, and after a long time, both of them realized that something was wrong.
The kiss rarely stopped, and he still kissed her for a while, but he moved away a little, and his hand was withdrawn from the back of his neck to caress her face: "Don't be afraid, this place is not right, I ......"
He wanted to say that he would not take advantage of the danger of others, but he couldn't help it, and he couldn't say anything more after he had said half of the words, leaving a room of charm and romance.
Ren Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the buttons under the collar of his shirt.
Is it crystal, it's beautiful and shiny.
"Untie it for me."
He held her hand, pressed his fingers to the button, and his voice was hoarse.
Ren Yan raised his eyes in a panic-
But I saw that his eyes were playful, full of laughter and interest: "I just ate too much wine, it's a little hot, what is Rouge thinking?" β
Her body was hot, and she could make a pot of fire, and the hand holding her was getting tighter and tighter.
Go to his eating and drinking!
Who believes!
Ren Yan pushed him and twisted his hand in his heart.
He snorted, still laughing.
The movement in the boudoir scratches people's hearts, He Quan sent tea into the door, his legs and feet were soft and twisted his face and knocked on the door frame, the jingle bells were sparse, and the porcelain tea was smashed all over the ground.
The seventh master was annoyed and pointed to his back of fleeing in a hurry: "The bad tea, hit you with a deduction in your monthly money!" β
He Quan had a bitter face, and he ran away.
He was running in the direction of the kitchen.
Between the lightning and flint, Ren Yan remembered the soup on the stove, jumped up and ran out: "Oops, my fish! β
After guarding the fish for an afternoon, this will almost turn into ashes at the bottom of the pot, right?
Heartbroken, she rushed into the kitchen.
He Quanzheng took down the pot and took a spoon and put it into the soup cup: "Miss Ren, you are afraid that the kitchen is really good, that's great, this fish soup is so fragrant!" β
"What fish soup?"
He Quan looked at her strangely: "Isn't this what you did, I look at the West Lake fish soup, which is tender and oily, but it is more delicious than the West Lake fish soup, and the appearance is also good." β
I forgot about the fish after a long time, and after cooking for a long time, the fish meat became fish paste, which is really like the soup that He Quan said.
Originally, I thought about this dish with a flash of inspiration, and I didn't have a recipe for what it looked like, but now it is crooked, and it has become two cups of soup.
He Quan put down the soup spoon and asked again: "Do you cook any other dishes, you and Qiye will eat this at night?" β
As soon as he reminded him, Ren Yan came back to his senses, and took a look around-
Gotcha, the internal organs have started to make trouble again!
I don't know how I was holding back my strength when I came out of the Pheasant Hall, so I bought the fish in one go, washed and stewed, and I didn't have an idea until this time; If He Quan hadn't said it, she wouldn't have remembered her own problems.
"Do you think I'm okay or not?" She was so worried, she went back to the house and held her face, and took a small spoon to stir the fish soup.
Gu Tingwen smiled: "Good thing." β
"Oh."
"How did you come up with the idea of making this dish?"
Ren Yan choked, and when he took a bite of fish soup, he was so fresh that he was stunned.
Sometimes she is very good-looking, especially in front of Gu Tingwen, she can't tell people that she is fighting on the street with a shrew in the second half of the night, and she is fighting and fighting, so she won't become a shrew?
She is talking nonsense: "Fish has been the most popular among everyone since ancient times, you see the "Book of Songs" records that 'drink the royal friends, the turtle and carp', the fish fillets of the Wei and Jin dynasties have been 'cut by the wings of the cicada, and the micro-analysis of the fiber', and in the Tang Dynasty, it was the peak of the 'golden jade and jade', how can I not like it?" β
Gu Tingwen held the spoon and looked at her with a smile: "Is it?" β
"Yes, yes." Her heart was weak, and she didn't dare to look at him with her eyes down.
Across the table, he leaned over to bite her in the mouth and chuckled: "Lies, you should be punished!" β