The world started by Daqin Mingyue

Chapter 208 Run

As Li Furong of the old Jianghu, she is very confused at this time, the night is already very dark, but Li Furong has not rested yet, not only her, but also Li Xiaoyao.

Because of her accidental coma, she and Li Xiaoyao had neither the ability nor the energy to clean up the shop. After a while, there would naturally be more dust. She couldn't help but care, not to mention, at this time, she had other a purpose.

Aunt Li, who had just recovered from a serious illness and worked hard, wiped the table that she had wiped twice, as if she wanted to remove a layer of paint from the surface of the table.

But she was just working hard, her mind was no longer on the table under the rag, but from time to time, she turned her gaze to the only lit room on the second floor, where Ying Zheng stayed. .

"Hey, we've already wiped it twice, when is it going to be?" Li Xiaoyao, who took care of his aunt's mood as much as possible considering his aunt's illness, couldn't help it now, it was too difficult for him.

"Is it too much to wipe twice? If you don't clean it up, how can you attract business." Li Furong scolded Li Xiaoyao with a suppressed voice.

"It looks like you have a business from what you said." Li Xiaoyao muttered.

"Hey, tell me, why hasn't Miss Ling'er come out?" Seeing Li Xiaoyao's confession, Li Furong asked Li Xiaoyao with a little satisfaction.

"She won't come out." Li Xiaoyao said, looking up at the lighted room.

"What did you say?" Li Furong couldn't hide the shock in her heart, her voice raised several times unconsciously.

"Hush." ​​Li Xiaoyao was also taken aback when he saw his aunt react so strongly.

"What do you mean by that?" Li Furong asked in a low voice.

"Miss Ling'er likes that elder brother, can't you tell, aunt?" Li Xiaoyao also imitated her aunt and lowered her voice.

"I can tell, but Miss Ling'er can't be what you said, she belongs to a girl's family, how can she spend the night in a man's room?" Li Furong only felt that her three views were about to be refreshed.

"No, no, Miss Ling'er is definitely not that kind of girl, maybe she was also deceived." Li Furong seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and walked towards the stairs eagerly with understanding.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao quickly pulled Li Furong back.

"Can't you see? Miss Ling'er was cheated? Do you just have the heart to watch our benefactor be cheated like this?" Li Furong grabbed Li Xiaoyao and stepped on the steps of the stairs.

"How do you know that Miss Ling'er was cheated, not willing?" Li Xiaoyao stood motionless in the distance under Li Furong's pull.

Anxious Li Furong saw that Li Xiaoyao couldn't be pulled, so she couldn't help using a little bit of her internal strength, but what she didn't expect was that Li Xiaoyao still didn't move at all.

Li Furong didn't know what the sloppy Taoist priest she looked down on gave Li Xiaoyao, and it was precisely because she looked down on drunkards like Jiu Jianxian that she also classified Ying Zheng as a trickster and abductee. Now, even if she saw the gold, silver and jade inlaid on the scabbard of the long sword in Ying Zheng's hand, she just thought that Ying Zhengjing used some fakes to decorate the facade to deceive the little girl. The intimacy is just wishful thinking that Ying Zheng is taking advantage of Zhao Linger's ignorance.

But Li Xiaoyao is different. After seeing the strength of Jiu Jianxian, he no longer has the same understanding of Ying Zheng's identity and strength as Li Furong. The people of Muxiang are definitely not ordinary people.

Therefore, facing the same thing, Li Furong had already lost her head in a hurry, but he was different. Although he had regrets, he didn't have too many feelings. If he had, he probably only had blessings.

Not to mention Ying Zheng, Zhao Linger is indeed a girl who can be liked by anyone, even if you know that this girl cannot belong to you, you will sincerely hope that she can live a better life.

"Even if you are willing, you may be fascinated for a while. We can't just sit idly by." Li Furong insisted.

Li Xiaoyao looked at his aunt helplessly, he didn't know when his aunt was so anxious, but, can he manage it?
Li Xiaoyao, who thought that what he knew was the truth, naturally couldn't let his aunt do such an abrupt thing, so he could only hold her back as much as possible, and ran through his thoughts quickly, hoping to stop his aunt with words want to do something.

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While the two downstairs were convincing each other, the room upstairs was not what they imagined at all. Ying Zheng and Zhao Linger were sitting at the tea table and chatting.

Of course, it was Zhao Ling'er who was always talking, and Ying Zheng only added a few words occasionally.

"The two downstairs seem to be arguing about something?" Ying Zheng asked suddenly.

Zhao Ling'er, who felt a little dry because of talking for too long, was slightly embarrassed. She realized that she seemed to have talked too much.

Zhao Linger, who was a bit embarrassed, touched the teapot on the table to cover up her own. The moment she lifted it up, she realized that there was only an empty teapot in her hand, which made Zhao Linger even more embarrassed.

And what can relieve Zhao Linger's embarrassment is Ying Zheng's problem. If Ying Zheng wants to be considerate, even a mature woman like Zi Nu can't handle it, let alone Zhao Linger who is so simple and ignorant of world affairs. girl.

"It seems to be arguing about something, but we are outsiders after all, so we can't ask too much." Zhao Linger answered Ying Zheng's question.

"Outsiders." Ying Zheng pondered Zhao Linger's words, and looked at Zhao Linger with a hint of teasing.

"It's an outsider." Facing Ying Zheng's eyes, Zhao Ling'er tried her best to keep her face sullen, so as not to let Ying Zheng see the panic in her heart.

"You're right, they are outsiders." Ying Zheng said solemnly.

But Ying Zheng's solemnity made Zhao Linger even more embarrassed. However, although Ying Zheng enjoyed Zhao Linger's embarrassment at this time, he also knew that enough was enough.

"It's getting late, it's time to rest." Seeing that Ying Zheng didn't take advantage of the victory, Zhao Ling'er couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then felt that she was being stupid. She had something to cover up, and that was her. Most honest thoughts.

"It's a bit late." Ying Zheng stood up and said.

"Then I'll go back first, see you tomorrow." Zhao Ling'er also stood up and walked towards the door.

"Wait a minute." When Zhao Linger had already put his hand on the latch, Ying Zheng grabbed Zhao Linger's little hand that was on the latch.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Linger turned around and asked.

"Your lips are a little dry." Ying Zheng looked down at Zhao Linger's slightly parted lips in front of him. They looked very cute, pink and full of fleshy texture.

"That's right, but I'm not bothering others to boil water at this time." Zhao Linger said with a bit of annoyance.

"I have a way." Ying Zheng said seriously.

"Really? Yes, you must have a way." Zhao Linger said joyfully.
"However, what is the solution?"

"Shh, don't talk." Ying Zheng put his hands on Zhao Ling'er's shoulders and said.

"Yeah." Zhao Ling'er shut her mouth quickly when she heard the words, and squeezed it vigorously.

In Zhao Linger's sight, Ying Zheng's face was getting bigger and bigger until it filled her entire vision, and at this moment, her lips were also caught by Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Linger who was staring and motionless. It was the first time he had seen such an interesting girl. Even Honglian back then, although young, had a wealth of theoretical knowledge. Like Zhao Linger It was the first time Ying Zheng saw such a reaction.

For a while, I don't know if it's because I was attracted by the softness between the lips, or just enjoying Zhao Linger's innocent and curious eyes, but no matter what the reason is, there is only one result, that is, Ying Zheng is reluctant to let go up.

I don't know how long it took before Ying Zheng let go of the hands on Zhao Ling'er's shoulders, and Zhao Ling'er in front of him fell into Ying Zheng's arms faintly as if drunk.

"I might be really sleepy." Zhao Ling'er, who only felt dizzy, whispered against Ying Zheng's chest.

"Just take it easy." Ying Zheng hugged Zhao Linger's well-hidden snake waist with one hand, and put the other hand on Zhao Linger's lips that were no longer dry but too moist, and put the upper part under the candlelight With a faint halo of saliva, he wiped it away.

"En." Zhao Ling'er responded obediently. As for other things, she didn't want to think about it anymore. She just wanted to sleep now.

(End of this chapter)