Chapter 102: Shichiro, please give me a sword from behind!
Chapter 102: Shichiro, please give me a sword from behind!
Today there is only this one ...
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Broken hair fell in front of Chen Rong's forehead, and she covered her 'chest' and took a deep breath.
The tone was a bit bitter.
Slowly, Chen Rong raised his head.
In the morning light, she looked up at him, her big bright and charming eyes, and looked at him seriously.
This look is very serious, especially distant.
This was a very strange feeling, which made Wang Hong tilt his head, and let his long hair run across his white and handsome face, "What's wrong?" β
Chen Rong's small mouth opened, for a long time, but it was closed again, she looked at him, smiled brightly, a little innocent, and said a little seriously: "The sky is playing" Ah Rong, this life, I'm afraid it won't be complete." β
Wang Hong raised his head, and unconsciously, his right hand was holding the collapse, and he sat up straight with great grace.
He stared at Chen Rong, slowly pulled his 'lips' and smiled, his eyes narrowed, "Ah Rong, what does this mean?" β
Chen Rong looked up at him with a small face and looked at him obsessively. This is the real obsession, the obsession that has a person in mind, and just looking at him makes you feel satisfied, and just being close to him, you don't have anything else to ask for.
She looked at Wang Hong with this obsessive gaze, her lips trembled, and she smiled: "It's not interesting." β
Wang Hong was still squinting at her.
As smart as he was, he understood the meaning of Chen Rong's words. She was clearly telling him that even though she loved him to the bone, even if she loved him like an infatuation. Her heart is still very clear, she clearly knows that she is not worthy of him, she can't get himγγγγγγ She will never be with him for the rest of her life, so her life will not be complete.
In this world, how can there be such a 'girl'? is young, and in the fiery and impulsive temperament, he always has the calmness and sophistication of a wise man, and even, the vicissitudes of life
How can a body overflowing with 'passion' have such calm and almost cruel thoughts?
Wang Hong smiled lightly.
He lowered his eyes, and the figure of Shengxue in white leaned towards the wheel on the left. At the moment when he reclined down, the green silk was like a waterfall, draped on the white clothes.
At this time, he was bathed in the morning light, in the breeze, and it was clear that behind him was just a simple mountain wall, and he was just sitting in a carriage, but he was elegant and noble, like lying in a hall.
He lowered his eyes, his slender white hands, slowly stroked a few wines, smiled lightly, and said slowly: "What does Ah Rong mean, do you want to tell me that once you return to Nanyang City, you will still be you, and I will still be me." What happened here, like a dream? β
He spoke very slowly, his voice was very clear and beautiful, and his eyes were very clear and lofty, and they looked at her with a smile.
I don't know why, looking at Wang Hong like this, Chen Rong's heart 'twitched'.
She bowed her head.
At this time, Wang Hong stretched out his hand and stroked her hand.
When he touched her little hand, his nails were hooked, and he gently scratched them in the palm of his hand.
Instantly, a burst of numbness came unexpectedly. Chen Rong's heart trembled.
Wang Hong just took the mountain fruit from her hand.
He lowered his head and stroked the mountain fruit, smiled lightly, and said, "Qingqing is so ruthless." β
A very casual tone.
Chen Rong looked at him, stared at him stupidly, she lowered her head and muttered, "It's not easy to live in this world. Extravagantly buying things and feelings that don't belong to you will be shattered. β
Wang Hong smiled faintly, his voice was a little faint, a little cold, "In that case, why does Qingqing rely on me so closely?" He plucked a mountain fruit and rolled the red grape-like fruit in his white palm. As he rolled, he seemed to be smiling, "If others see it, won't they think that you and I have something to do?" β
He used the word 'reluctant'. This word is generally used by the folk to describe dog men and women, which is both vulgar and abusive.
Wang Qilang, who is so noble and does not touch the dust, actually used this word on her
Chen Rong's face turned white, she lowered her head, and muttered, "On Jun's side, that feeling is extremely wonderfulγγγγγγ Today, I know what it means to be in love. In her previous life, she knew that there was a word in this world, which was called uncontrollable, and she knew that people like her couldn't afford to love or lose
As soon as Chen Rong's voice fell, Wang Hong slowly looked up at her.
His eyes were very focused, very focused.
Staring at her beautiful face, this face, although it has been frightened yesterday, last night's ups and downs, although it has only been washed with water, but it reveals an amazing 'glamorous' beauty, faint cheeks, eyebrows dyed with affection.
Wang Hong stretched out his hand and said in a low voice, "Come here." β
The voice is low, 'seductive' and 'bewildering'.
Chen Rong raised his head stupidly, looked at him stupidly, and approached him.
She put her little hand into the palm of his.
Wang Hong took his palm.
His right hand, wrapped around her trembling left, he stretched out his left hand and put his arm around her waist.
Chen Rong didn't resist, she even leaned towards him, just leaning on his body, trembling and trembling.
Wang Hong put his arm around her.
He reached out and stroked her jet-black hair, and asked in a low voice, "Last night, was it terrible?" β
It wasn't until he asked this question that Chen Rong remembered that he still had a lot of questions. She fell into his arms, closed her eyes, her little face flushed with drunkenness, and murmured, "I'm afraid, I'm very afraid, I thought this was a catastrophe." β
"Doom?"
Wang Hong said in a low 'lewd' voice.
At this time, Chen Rong said softly: "It is indeed a catastrophe. β
She and he both understood what she meant.
Chen Rong lay motionless in his arms. Her face pressed against his collarbone, and the aromatic breath of her breath poured warmly on him.
Smelling his fresh breath and feeling the temperature on this man's body, suddenly, Chen Rong muttered, "Qilang." β
"Huh?"
"Do you have a servant with you? Call one over and ask him to kill me. β
Wang Hong looked down at her, his gaze focused.
Chen Rong still closed her eyes and smiled at the corners of her mouth, but her voice was really calm, very calm, very, very calm, she said softly: "That's it, stab a sword from my back, remember to stab the heart, so that you can die quickly." When you draw your sword, don't be too hasty, because it will not be good if the blood splashes your white clothes. β
She slowly raised her head, looking at him with a confused and gentle gaze, her voice trembling, "Really, please." Shichiro, I'm afraid that after a while, I'll regret it again. β
Wang Hong smiled, he looked at her very gently, very gently, and asked, "Why do you talk this nonsense?" β
Chen Rong smiled, she lowered her eyes, fell into his arms again, and she also stretched out her arms and took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist. hugged him tightly like this, and she said softly: "Is it nonsense, with Shichiro's cleverness, how can you not know?" Shichiro, I think that maybe in this life, I won't be so happy and happy, let alone so complete. If you can die when you are truly happy and complete, it is better than the rest of the world. β
Wang Hong did not answer.
He let her put her arms around him and snuggle up to him.
After a long time, he smiled lightly: "What now? Do you still want to die? β
Chen Rong in his arms shook his head, his voice was a little bitter, "I don't want to, the word death is really the most difficult thing in the ages." β
She didn't let go of him.
She still hugged him tightly.
Snuggling in his arms, smelling his body, she said softly: "I really don't want to go back to Nanyang City." Speaking of this, she hung on his neck, looked at him infatuatedly, and smiled mischievously: "Shichiro, why don't we go back to the city today?" If you're hungry, I'll pick the fruit for me, and if you're thirsty, there's a spring, so let's go back tomorrow, okay?" β
Wang Hong smiled shallowly, he kept looking at Chen Rong, his eyes were bright, "Since Ah Rong is so reluctant, why do you insist on pushing me away?" β
This time, he said very thoroughly, "If Ah Rong is really affectionate, you and I can stay together." β
Chen Rong smiled, she got up from his arms with difficulty, combing her long hair with her fingers, and wiping her skirt.
Then, she took the lead in walking out, and after taking a step, she smiled back at him, like a 'flower', "Ah Rong knows that he, I, am too greedy." Always want more. If you become Shichiro's concubine, you will do everything possible to become a noble concubine, and maybe, you will use means to harm your wife. If it doesn't hurt once, it will hurt twice, and if it doesn't do it twice, it will hurt it three times. As long as Ah Rong doesn't die, Qilang, your favorite concubine, wife, how much harm you will do if you marry, how many will die."
She smiled brightly, and the autumn 'waves' were bright, but those words were really cruel and cold, and, of course, "So, unless Qilang starts with a fight, you want to marry Ah Rong only as a wife, and only spoil Ah Rong alone." Otherwise. In this life, in this life, I will not live in peace. β
She turned her head and walked forward, her back 'straight', like the green bamboo.
Under the sun, her figure is extraordinarily bright and extraordinarily slim 'jade'.
Wang Hong turned his head sideways, letting the broken hair cover his eyes, watching her get farther and farther away from him, farther and farther away.
After a while, Chen Rong came to the exit of the mountain pass, she looked out and asked, "Qilang, where is your servant?" Why haven't they come to you yet? β
Wang Hong jumped out of the carriage, he walked behind her gracefully, also looked out, and then smiled leisurely and said, "I will ride the horse, get in the car, and we will go back to Nanyang by ourselves." "He didn't explain to Chen Rong about the servants/
Chen Rong didn't think much about it, her eyes widened when she heard that he could drive, and that he was willing to drive for herself.
She swooped back, looked at him with sparkling eyes, and exclaimed happily, "You know how to drive?" Her eyes narrowed, and she threw herself into the carriage with a grin.
climbed into the carriage and sat down, Chen Ronghuan shouted: "Ah, Wang Qilang drove for me, Wang Qilang became my Chen Rong's driver."
The voice is crisp and loud, and it is extremely happy.
Wang Hong heard her laughter, screamed, smiled bitterly, and walked towards the carriage.
With a flick of his whip, the horse threw off its hooves and went out.
The carriage went out of the col, and the carriage headed for the official road.
has been walking far away, Wang Hong didn't hear Chen Rongdi's voice, and couldn't help but look back.
He met her obsessive gaze, but this time, in her obsession, she was stunned, proud, and indescribably curious.
She looked at him with empty eyes, muttered, and repeated sentence after sentence: "Langya Wang Qi, actually drove for me?" β
In his voice, he was in disbelief, utterly incredulous.
Indeed, no matter where you put it, no matter who you tell it, I am afraid that you will not believe it. In this era, the face of the aristocracy is far greater than life, and there is the so-called 'high-grade no cold people, and low-grade no scholars.' "In this era, there is a clear distinction between the upper and lower classes, and it is a galaxy that no one has crossed for thousands of years.
And now, this proud son of the Langya Wang family is actually willing to give her, a humble and humble 'girl', as a husband. Even if it is expedient, it is an earth-shattering thing to say.