It turned out to be Zhang Liuling.

Jiang Yue, who was lying in a ball curled up, began to struggle from the futon little by little the moment she saw the person standing at the door, and the moment she got up from the ground, she staggered, and there were huge tears in her eyes.

Zhang Liuling stood at the door with a cold face, and the moonlight outside stretched her shadow for a long time.

Jiang Yue's crumbling body steadied for a few seconds, and after she looked at him and called out, "Uncle Zhang."

Just this Uncle Zhang, let Zhang Liuling walk towards her step by step, Jiang Yue stood there, watching him get closer and closer to herself, she counted the last few steps he was about to take in front of her.

When he completely stopped in front of her, Jiang Yue's body fell backwards, just on the futon, Zhang Liuling looked at her condescendingly.

Jiang Yue didn't know what he was going to do, she looked up at that extremely weak and pitiful face.

And Zhang Liuling, who was standing with an expressionless face and staring at her, also slowly squatted down, squatted in front of her, in front of all the ancestors and ancestors of the Zhang family, Jiang Yue didn't expect it, even Zhang Liuling himself didn't expect it, he trapped her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

At the moment when he kissed her lips, the rows of tablets in the Zhang family ancestral hall were all gloomy at him, witnessing Zhang Liuling's out-of-control moment.

Jiang Yue was crying, her eyes were full of tears, and after his lips were held by him, she screamed twice.

At the moment when she yelled twice, Zhang Liuling's hand hugged her waist tighter into her arms, and kissed her harder.

Jiang Yue's hands were about to wrap around his neck the moment he kissed hers on the lips.

The two people are entangled in that incomparably deep, in this dark and deep ancestral hall, and this scene is like a secret breeding in a dark corner.

Jiang Yue's weak body was like a vine that could not exist alone, wrapped in his arms, as if relying on him to live.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Liuling's lips were the first to let go of her, and Jiang Yue was already panting, and her whole body didn't have the slightest strength, but her hand still refused to let go of him, but was still wrapping around him.

He refused to let him go.

Zhang Liuling squatted there, holding her in his arms with his eyes closed.

Jiang Yue cried and said, "I knew that Uncle Zhang would feel sorry for me and would not ignore me."

Zhang Liuling didn't reply to her words for a long time, the lipstick on her lips was still sticky on his lips, it was all her taste, all it.

"Uncle Zhang, you still love me, right? You've always loved me, right?"

She asked him, Chu Chu was pitiful, Pear Blossom asked him with rain, how embarrassed she was at this time, how tortured she was, how angry Zhang Liuling was, how ugly her face was, he opened his eyes, looking at her innocent and ignorant eyes, Jiang Yue gasped, panting in his arms.

Her snow-white neck is like a white and tender lotus root in this dark ancestral hall.

Jiang Yue also had teardrops hanging on her eyelashes, and the teardrops were trembling on her eyelashes, just like her at this time, like a tear on a lotus leaf, trembling and falling at any time.

He hugged her like a teardrop and picked her up from the futon.

Jiang Yue's legs were completely stiff, and she couldn't move at all, and after being picked up by him, she only lay on his shoulders and didn't move.

Zhang Liuling carried her out of the ancestral hall and walked out of the deep ancestral hall, Jiang Yue lay on his shoulder, like a snow-white kitten.

Zhang Liuling carried her to the hall, the hall was silent at this time, there was no sound, and all the servants who liked to talk about right and wrong on weekdays had fallen asleep in their respective rooms.

No one turned on the light in the dark, he didn't let go of her, Jiang Yue didn't let go of him, her hands wrapped around him, she refused to put her hands off his body, she snuggled in his arms.

After she snuggled into his arms for a long, long time, his hand finally let her go of it.

Jiang Yue's face refused to move away from his chin: "Uncle Zhang, why are you kissing me?"

Zhang Liuling didn't answer her, and Jiang Yue said again, "I thought you really forgot about me

。 Not really."

As if she had discovered a secret, she whispered to him in her chest.

It's like muttering.

Zhang Liuling said to her in a cold voice, "Rest here for a while, go upstairs."

Jiang Yue didn't move, she said, "No, what if grandma knows tomorrow that I didn't kneel."

Zhang Liuling knew that what happened yesterday would not have any good days for her, and the Zhang family would not allow a person like her to exist at all.

It is not permissible to have such a strange person who seduces her to hell.

Zhang Liuling was tortured by her every moment, every moment, by the things she did, every night, he closed his eyes, it was her breath, her figure.

It's ridiculous, he's ridiculous.

He whispered, "Then do you want to go back to the ancestral hall and kneel?"

Jiang Yue shook his head vigorously in his arms: "Don't." Her whole body began to fall back weakly again, and Zhang Liuling held her in his arms again.

Jiang Yue's hand grabbed the placket of his clothes, and his whole face could be used in four words: weak and deceitful.

"Do you feel sorry for me? Can you feel sorry for me?"

Jiang Yue knew that he had a way, he would help her, and he would always help her.

Zhang Liuling took a deep breath and said, "I'll go over at four o'clock."

"yes, okay."

"My leg hurts."

She knelt in the snow for more than an hour.

Zhang Liuling's eyebrows were only entangled more deeply.

"It hurts."

Two lines of tears hung from her face.

Zhang Liuling picked her up again, went to the sofa and put her down, and then he reached out and pulled out a medical box from the coffee table drawer on the side.

Jiang Yue sat there and didn't move, just looked at him.

The legs were covered with frozen red wounds, black and purple.

Zhang Liuling put medicine on her legs, and Jiang Yue kept sitting there with her face lowered, constantly wiping her tears.

But the next second, her white foot hooked his hand.

Zhang Liuling's hand paused.

At seven o'clock the next morning, everyone in the Zhang family woke up from their sleep, and the first to wake up was the servants of the Zhang family, two of the servants went to the ancestral hall, and after the two servants went to the ancestral hall, Mrs. Zhang woke up, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to send someone over to visit the people in the ancestral hall to see if the people in the ancestral hall were still kneeling there.

And when Mrs. Zhang's servant went over there, the two groups met and found that they were indeed kneeling there honestly.

Haven't moved.

The servants watched the movement inside and asked each other, "Did you kneel all night?"

The servant who came first nodded and said, "Yes."

When the servant heard this, two of them went to Mrs. Zhang's to reply.