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Chapter 238 Drilling into the Grove (Thanks to the "Book Friend 2017-484" good brother leader for the reward!

Zhao Rong found that Qingjun seemed to have a special fear of him turning around and leaving, just like the situation just now.

Zhao Rong looked down at Qingjun, she was holding his arm with both hands, buried her head on her chest, half of her face was pressed against his arm, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, and his arms felt a bit of hardness hidden between the soft clouds.

It was a black jade that she guarded personally for him, just like guarding his body.

I don't know what I thought of, Zhao Rong's eyes drooped slightly, and he said: "You should take a look at my heart lake."

The tone is calm.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head hastily, her eyelashes trembling, she shook her head vigorously, but the tassels on Yun Tanbu stopped fluttering.

The ignorant Qingjing seemed to have sensed the atmosphere between his parents, and sat quietly at one end of the step, with his pocket-sized body huddled, motionless.

"No, no, Brother Rong, Concubine Ling was joking just now, don't take it seriously... On the mountain, even the closest Taoist couple can't show the heart lake to each other. This is a tacit understanding...You, don't say it Got angry."

Concubine Zhao Ling said these words with laughter at first, but, as she spoke, her voice overflowed with tears in the last few words.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the cold lotus seed porridge on the table in front of him. He didn't look down at Qingjun, but he felt Qingjun's violently rising and falling chest on his right arm.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head slightly, staring at Zhao Rong's side face intently, her eyes flickered, Qiongbi sucked from time to time, and the tip of her small nose was slightly red.

Zhao Rong noticed Concubine Zhao Ling's expectant eyes.

For a moment, he nodded slightly.

Concubine Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She was not afraid of anything, but she was afraid of Brother Rong's "calm tone". Although the first attempt at "Yu Fu" failed, she still had a chance to try again in the future. Being disgusted with her is the most aggrieved and uncomfortable thing for Concubine Zhao Ling. If she knew it would be like this in advance, she would rather not try Yufu.

Aunt Liu said that once a man gets bored with a woman, he will become more and more ruthless. He only feels that this woman is becoming more and more obtrusive, and there are problems everywhere, until finally, he treats her like a waste.

However, I remember that when Aunt Liu said this, she glanced at her, as if she noticed that her little face was tense, and then smiled and said, "If Rong Er dares to hate you in the future, treat our little Qingjun If it’s a shame, then you just roll up your sleeves and squeeze your fists to beat him until he treats you like the first time you saw him...

Thinking of Aunt Liu, Concubine Zhao Ling felt warm, but she was not willing to beat Brother Rong, even Aunt Liu had never beaten him a few times.

So, after hearing Aunt Liu's words next to the bed while huddled in the quilt in the boudoir, Concubine Zhao Ling immediately shook her head, flicking her two loose ponytails like a rattle.

Later, Aunt Liu sighed and said, "If you, a silly girl, are bullied to death by my brat in the future, you will deserve it", and then poked her forehead with her finger.

Concubine Zhao Ling still remembers that at that time she said stubbornly in a low voice, "Brother Rong will not hate me"...

Concubine Zhao Ling withdrew her thoughts, raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Rong's thin side face quietly, she took a deep breath, and was about to start coaxing Brother Rong again.

But in the next second, before Concubine Zhao Ling could organize her words, the bamboo horse husband in front of her moved.

Zhao Rong suddenly grabbed Concubine Zhao Ling's hands, pulled her up, and led her directly to the stone table.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and put the glutinous rice porridge with lotus seeds into the lacquered food box again.

I don't know how many times today, I haven't finished a bowl of porridge yet.

Immediately, holding a suitcase and holding Concubine Zhao Ling with the other, she left the pavilion, turned to the left, and walked directly towards the remote lakeside, the inaccessible mountain forest.

Where the autumn leaves have not yet fallen, it is still lush and deep.

It's a good place to go hunting.

Concubine Zhao Ling was slightly stunned at first, then her pretty face suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple, and the remaining bluishness and whiteness disappeared immediately.

After Concubine Zhao Ling came to her senses, she raised her head and looked at Brother Rong, who was pulling her forward in a big stride, walking straight forward without stopping, and turned her head sharply to look at the pedestrians passing by in the distance.

Several of them turned their heads, as if they had spotted their lovers who were about to drill into the "little forest".

Concubine Zhao Ling blushed even more, she lowered her head shyly.

The hand she was holding exerted a little force and pulled back.

It's just that Zhao Rong didn't look back at her, and still walked forward on his own, as if he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and didn't mean to wait until there was no one else.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't dare to struggle anymore, she lowered her eyes and bit her lip, her autumn eyes stared blankly at the ground, where was the shadow of her and Brother Rong'er together.

Why is he so eager to go to Xunyou? He should have calmed down a lot, but wait a minute...he still needs to find more places.

But even though she thought so, in Concubine Zhao Ling's heart, the back of Zhao Rong who seemed to be about to leave just now still lingered.

Her pupils still dimmed imperceptibly, and she focused her eyes on the hands they held together.

Whether I am in Brother Rong'er's heart is not important... I don't expect you to care about me as much as I care about you, just let me be the most special and important person in your heart.

Or, Brother Rong'er is just tender... No!He wrote so many heart-shattering love letters to me, saying that I was the bright moon in his heart.

I must have thought too much, I am still the bright moon hanging in Brother Rong'er's heart, but the waywardness just now made him a little tired, and I can't do this again in the future...

Concubine Zhao Ling pursed her lips lightly, and the light in her autumn eyes rekindled, like stars after the dark clouds in the night sky dispersed, she continued to look at Zhao Rong's back without blinking.

She took the initiative to stretch out her spare bare hand, took Zhao Rong's hand, covered it gently, and stuck it together.

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head to look at him, still smiling slightly.

Without saying a word, Zhao Rong led Concubine Zhao Ling and walked directly into the forest.

The path in the forest was covered with autumn leaves, and the two of them stepped on the withered and yellow leaves, making a crisp sound, and slowly went deep, leaving the hustle and bustle of the world behind.

The man moved forward with firm steps.

The woman followed willingly.

Soon.

After passing through a dense forest, Zhao Rong only felt that his vision suddenly became brighter and brighter.

There is an open space in front of me, and there is a small yard, the walls are covered with green radishes, the yard is overgrown with weeds, and the fallen leaves are swept away by the autumn wind, but it is still relatively clean.

Zhao Rong glanced left and right and saw that it was an abandoned place, so he led Concubine Zhao Ling into the door.

Turn around and close the courtyard door again.

Then, came to the courtyard.

He stopped suddenly.

Concubine Zhao Ling also stopped, she turned her head to look at the deserted and quiet courtyard, bit her lips and closed her eyes.

Zhao Rong turned around.

Concubine Zhao Ling still tightly grasped his right hand with both hands.

Zhao Rong pulled his hand and took a small step forward.

The two were already extremely close, but now they were even closer, and they could almost feel the warmth emanating from each other's body.

After losing his hand, Zhao Lingfei's movements were slightly cramped, and for a moment, it seemed that she didn't know where to put her two free hands.

She lowered her head slightly, and her eyelids lowered softly, covering the sparkling clear light of those long autumn eyes, as if she didn't dare to see someone in them, and she was afraid that there would be another splash of autumn water.

Concubine Zhao Ling's long eyelashes trembled from time to time under someone's gaze. She raised her hand, and with two onion fingers, she brushed a strand of mischievous black hair behind her ear.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and looked at the woman with curly hair in front of him.

Picturesque eyebrows, narrow corners of the eyes.

Lowered eyelids, raised eyelashes.

And the "pearl" under his left eye that he was so happy with.

At this moment, her fair and round oval face, her cheeks are covered with a large blush, extending to the small and delicate earballs like a drop of pure white milk.

The dense haze spread slowly.

This scene is like the bright morning glow for the early morning sun in the early morning, willing to be burned red by its blazing heat.

"look up."

Zhao Rong's voice was very soft, but it echoed in the empty courtyard.

Quiet for a while.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her lips slightly, "Yes."

Immediately, the woman with a tear mole stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and raised her chin.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head and handed over all her tenderness, letting him search for seclusion.

only……

There was a moment of silence, but the man in front of him remained silent.

Didn't Brother Rong want to eat today's rouge?
"Hmm~"

Zhao Lingfei, who raised her head lightly, closed her eyes and let out a weak nasal sound.

"Keep your head down."

"Oh."

Brother Rong probably doesn't like this angle.

Concubine Zhao Ling's sharp chin lowered again, and in the next second, she felt her cheeks on both sides being held by his warm and rough hands.

Immediately after that...the forehead touched somewhere.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly opened her eyes, and met a pair of jet-black pupils that were close at hand.

In an abandoned courtyard with no one there.

A pair of young men and women, their lips are not attached.

But forehead to forehead, eyes to eyes, nose to nose.

The heart lake of the two is like two floating isolated islands in the vast North Sea in the legend, meeting again.

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