Chapter 12: Mistaking the Sleeping Spot
After being silent for a long time, he said "quite capable" with an expressionless face, which made Wen Wanrong ponder for a long time.
Intuition is not a compliment.
After all, on the night of her loss of virginity, she did not fight for her life like a martyr, nor did she commit suicide by hanging herself from a beam the next day to show her loyalty.
She chose to be reluctant and exchange forbearance for survival, and her servile face was not annoying.
So no matter how you justify it, it is not convincing.
I could only promise him again and again: "Please rest assured, the general will never do anything to be sorry for the Qin family, otherwise the general will deal with it." β
She made Qin Yang laugh with an expression of death: "Wen Wanrong, I asked casually, you don't need to go online." β
Wen Wanrong looked at his face and smiled cautiously.
Qin Yang probably got the answer he wanted, so he let Wen Wanrong go back.
When he was about to reach the carriage, he stopped her on a whim: "Wen Wanrong, aren't you tired of seeing other people's faces alive?" β
Wen Wanrong lowered her head and picked her fingers, thinking that Qin Yang didn't know what it was like to be under the fence in her life.
"Did you hate me during this time in Jiangrong?" Qin Yang didn't give her time to think about it, broke her chin, stared at Ying Yingqiushui's eyes, and asked half-jokingly and half-seriously.
Wen Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and was speechless when asked.
In fact, she really wanted to answer, he hated her too, and the hate was mutual.
The thought flashed, she pulled the corners of her mouth, showed a shallow smile, and said lightly: "General Qin is my future husband, I understand the truth that a husband is a wife, and the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated, not to mention that the general has the grace to save his life." β
"Really?" Qin Yang also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled meaningfully, "It seems that you have the consciousness of being in the same room with me, it's good, I like people who live well." β
With that, he let go of her and turned to leave.
Wen Wanrong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, climbed into the carriage with her hands and feet, and lay on the couch not wanting to move, she had just pulled the wound while walking, and she endured it without saying a word.
Now it's slackening, and it hurts terribly.
She took twice as much painkiller as usual with overnight water, and when the medicine came up, she fell asleep.
I didn't wake up until the night.
This place is up to three days away from Yandu, when it has entered summer, and the weather of Jiangrong is very different from the hot day and cold night, even if the cool breeze is blowing, it still can't blow away the sultry heat before the heavy rain.
Qin Yang couldn't sleep, so he asked Song Zhi to come out to drink.
Song Zhi found him absent-minded all night.
"If you want to care, you might as well go and see her." Song Zhi glanced at Wen Wanrong's carriage and took a sip of the wine in the cup.
Seeing that Qin Yang didn't speak, he sighed: "I don't know who you are, that girl is your dish, but unfortunately she shouldn't be surnamed Wen, even if it's not eyeliner, it always belongs to the queen's party. β
"You know what." Qin Yang poured a big sip of wine, and said disdainfully on the topic just now, "Lao Tzu doesn't care about anyone, it's almost Yandu, people have three long and two short, is this injustice done by you or me?" β
"Of course it's you." Song Zhi lay on the ground on all fours, and said comfortably, "The girl is your fiancΓ©e, and she will work hard to comfort you, and it is my business." β
"Get out!" Qin Yang got up and kicked it.
Song Zhi easily dodged over and gloated at his back: "Wen Wanrong is good, she is beautiful and beautiful, she doesn't talk much, she is a hundred times stronger than marrying a bunch of aunts and beating chickens, dogs, and dogs. β
Qin Yang was a little drunk, too lazy to talk to him, and planned to go back to sleep.
However, not long after the fifth watch, the sky was white, and while I was sleeping, there was a thunder on the ground, disturbing all the dreams.
Qin Yang sat up, he was stunned, the sound of the pouring rain crashing on the carport crackled awakened his desire to get up and the desire to get up in the morning, he glanced around irritably, and found that in Wen Wanrong's car, a slender back figure was lifting the curtain, as if he was going out.
"Do you want to die!" subconsciously pulled people in, and yelled impatiently, "There is a wound in the rain, deliberately making trouble for Lao Tzu?!" β
Wen Wanrong was stunned by the roar, and stumbled: "The car, there is no water in the car, I am thirsty, and I want to catch some rain to drink." β
"I don't know if I don't know how to send it if there's no water!" Qin Yang pushed her onto the couch, got up and got out of the car, and turned around to warn, "You'd better be honest, don't dangle in front of my eyes, otherwise I'll kill you on the spot!" β
With that, he jumped out of the car and plunged headlong into the rain.
Thinking that Qin Yang was going to come back to scold, Wen Wanrong lay down obediently on the couch, tightened the buckle of her collar, and waited for a while, but there was no one in sight, only a wet water bladder was thrown in from outside, and there was no movement.
Wen Wanrong took the water bladder, poured it into the cup, and drank it to the bottom in one go.
She had stored water last night, but Qin Yang got in the car to drink the little water, and then went to sleep, not paying attention to the person lying on the couch on the other side the whole time.
Wen Wanrong was very interested and didn't quarrel with him, thinking that Qin Yang drank too much and made the wrong place to sleep.
Good thing I got it wrong...... She thought to herself.