The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 19 Can't Help
The bed is gorgeous, the curtains are drawn to the floor, and the tassels hang lightly.

A pair of Bi people closed their eyes slightly, their faces blushing and covered with the same brocade quilt.

One is a beautiful girl in cardamom age, and the other is a handsome young man with full of vigor.It was a rough night for them.

"Turn off the lights!" Bo Langjun turned over and gave Luo Jiaojiao a back.

Luo Jiaojiao leaned back slightly, and blew out the candle with a "poof", but she pulled the quilt up.Bo Langjun dragged him angrily, but he never wanted to drag Luo Jiaojiao with him.

Luo Jiaojiao threw herself on Bo Langjun's back unexpectedly, her head rested on his shoulder, and their faces were pressed together.

Bo Langjun's eyes widened immediately, but he didn't react.Luo Jiaojiao became even more dazed.

"You want to be close to me that much?" Bo Langjun felt his throat dry up and his heart beat faster.

"What are you thinking? You didn't pull it?" Luo Jiaojiao's breathing also became rapid.She turned around, touched her hot cheek and exhaled.

The quilt wrapped around Luo Jiaojiao again.Bo Langjun's throat moved, and he stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, but he held Luo Jiaojiao's hand.

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly felt that her hand was numb, she wanted to pull it out, but wanted to be held, her heart was beating "poundingly".

"Quilt!" Bo Langjun turned around and let go of his hand.He didn't know until now that a woman's hands are very small, as soft as bones.

Luo Jiaojiao sat up and put the quilt back on the two of them.

"How about I sleep on the floor?" Luo Jiaojiao felt that she was lying next to Bo Langjun, feeling suffocated.

"Just a quilt! Go to sleep!" Bo Langjun calmed down and said calmly.

"Oh!" Luo Jiaojiao could only lie down again.Her mind was so cluttered she couldn't sleep at all.

It was even more difficult for Bo Langjun, the strong physical reaction made him suffer.

In the carriage on the second day, Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao leaned against each other, sleeping soundly.

"Lang Jun! It's time for lunch!" Jiang Yu parked the carriage in front of a restaurant.However, he waited for a long time and did not see the two of them coming out.

what's going on?Jiang Yu panicked.He quickly jumped into the carriage and opened the curtain.

Bo Langjun and Luo Jiaojiao in the car were awakened.Jiang Yu stared blankly at the two people next to each other, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Get out!" The sleepy Bo Langjun shouted while sitting upright.

"Damn this subordinate!" Jiang Yu bumped heads as he exited the carriage.

Luo Jiaojiao raised her hand and rubbed her eyes and said, "It smells so good!"

"Get out of the car!" Mr. Bo Lang probably guessed why Jiang Yu suddenly picked up the curtain and entered.When he got off the carriage, he just glanced at Jiang Yu who was standing beside him with his head bowed.

The lunch was sumptuous, and Luo Jiaojiao's eating habits were really not elegant.

"You can't eat like this in the future!" Bo Langjun was thinking about how to make Luo Jiaojiao accept it.

"Isn't this in the private room? When there are people, it will never be like this!" Luo Jiaojiao put down the chicken leg she gnawed in her hand, and said while chewing.

Luo Jiaojiao also drank some wine, her face flushed, and her originally bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist.Mr. Bo Lang was taken aback.

"Don't look at me like that!" Luo Jiaojiao seemed a little drunk.

"Let's go!" Bo Langjun was a little annoyed at his unknowing heartbeat just now.He got up and handed Luo Jiaojiao a handkerchief, asking her to wipe her mouth and hands clean.

Luo Jiaojiao, who smelled of alcohol, got into the carriage, and the carriage also smelled of alcohol.

Bo Langjun had no choice but to open the car window.Luo Jiaojiao happily lay on the car window looking at the winding scenery outside.

"Sit down!" Mr. Bo Lang called out displeased.Luo Jiaojiao reluctantly sat up straight.

Not long after the carriage drove out, the drunk Luo Jiaojiao fell asleep.Her cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms at this time, and her round lips were open pink and tender, which made Bo Langjun have the urge to peck.

Bo Langjun swallowed his saliva and looked away.Since you don't want to marry, don't provoke her!

With his mind set, Bo Langjun began to think about the purpose of this trip.Dai Wang has no foundation in the imperial city.He had to find a big tree for him in case of a rainy day.

The Lu family is powerful and powerful, and all the princes are cautious, walking on thin ice.

Mr. Bo Lang opened a tea art workshop in the imperial city, and hired tea art technicians at a high price to sit in the town, attracting many dignitaries and dignitaries to taste tea for entertainment.

There are only two people in the imperial city who can compete with the Lu family in court.One is Prime Minister Chen Ping, and the other is Taiwei Zhou Bo.

Mr. Bo Lang has locked his target on this trip.Taiwei Zhou Bo was in charge of the military administration. Although he did not directly command the army, he had the authority to mobilize the commanders of all parties when a war broke out.

Chen Ping is an upright person, not easy to win over.Zhou Bo is proud, but he has no wealth. His daughter Zhou Xinqi often visits the tea house.

The carriage entered Taiyuan County, and Jiang Yu took the carriage and horses into the backyard of Hengyuan Inn.

Hengyuan Inn is Bo Langjun's property, under Yang Zilan's name.

"Get out of the car!" Bo Langjun flicked the sleeping Luo Jiaojiao with two fingers.

Luo Jiaojiao's forehead suddenly hurt, and she instinctively punched it.Bo Langjun quickly grabbed her wrist.

Can it attack with eyes closed?Looking at Luo Jiaojiao who just opened her eyes and covered her forehead with one hand, Bo Langjun couldn't help laughing.

"Why hit me?" It took Luo Jiaojiao a long time to really wake up.She blinked, pouted and asked.

Looking at Luo Jiaojiao's pink lips, Mr. Bo Lang felt the original impulse again.

He opened his hand and pressed Luo Jiaojiao's head, then got out of the carriage.

The owner of the inn, Liu, has already got the news, so he hurried out to greet him.He has ordered someone to tidy up Mr. Bo Lang's room in the inn.

Luo Jiaojiao was very well-behaved this time, silently walking behind Bo Langjun.

"This is..." Boss Liu watched Luo Jiaojiao, who was wearing a face scarf, follow Bo Langjun into the guest room, he turned around and asked Jiang Yulai.

"Concubine room!" Jiang Yu said with a smile.

"Well! Judging by his stature, he must look good! The dinner and wine are ready!" After Boss Liu finished speaking, he glanced at Bo Langjun's room again.He really wanted to see the face under Luo Jiaojiao's veil.

"Do what you need to do!" Jiang Yu withdrew the smile on his face and solemnly warned Boss Liu.

Boss Liu cupped his hands and walked down the stairs.

The wine is mellow and attractive.Mr. Bo Lang couldn't help being a little drunk.

Luo Jiaojiao helped him into the room, undressed him and put him on the bed.

"Your movements are so proficient, don't you have someone in your heart?" Bo Langjun was indeed a little drunk.

"When I was young, I saw my mother undress my father in this way."

He does not mean that.Mr. Bo Lang narrowed his eyes.

"Where are you going?" Mr. Bo Lang couldn't help asking when he saw Luo Jiaojiao walking outside the house.

"Bath!"

"Remember my name is Yang Zilan!" Bo Langjun pulled up the quilt and closed his eyes.

It's not impossible to marry her!Mr. Bo Lang looked at the curtain with drunken eyes and thought secretly.

A fresh fragrance entered Bo Langjun's nostrils.Bo Langjun, who took a short nap, opened his eyes, and saw Luo Jiaojiao sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to him, her graceful figure under a waterfall of beautiful hair was particularly alluring.

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and lay down on the bed, pulling the quilt gently.

"Why don't we make a fake show?" Bo Langjun blurted out without warning.

"You haven't slept yet?" Luo Jiaojiao was startled, and turned to look at Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun closed his eyes tightly, and was annoyed by the words he blurted out just now from the bottom of his heart.

"It turned out to be a dream! I won't be your concubine!" Luo Jiaojiao snorted, turned over and fell asleep on her side.

That's good!I was just not careful.... not in the future!Bo Langjun clutched the quilt on his chest and murmured to himself.

(End of this chapter)