Chapter 250 (1/2)
The deep red haze was burning at the end of the sky and gradually became a beautiful rose.
Mr. Rong stares at people quietly.
His appearance is not like Shao Qinghe's Qingjun, nor sun yingshao's heroic spirit. At first glance, he is not very brilliant. Before Lin Lang deliberately teased him that he was too ugly to eat. In fact, men belonged to a kind of good-looking, with sharp eyebrows and dignified atmosphere.
Even when it comes to courtship, he has his own bearing.
No coercion, no questioning.
Some people's love moths to the fire, burning themselves in order to get the favor of each other.
He's different.
His acquaintance with Lin Lang had too many hard injuries. If she didn't stand out and attracted his attention, she would not have been trapped step by step.
Every step she took happened to step on the most itchy part of his heart. When he came back to his senses, some emotions could not be simply covered up by the city government. It's absurd for a chess player to pity a chess piece, but it's not without such a small probability. He's just unlucky and he's just hit the trick.
A head into this love net, Mr. Rong is also glad that he is a little older and has enough patience to deal with this unexpected romantic love affair.
He is different from those little boys. He is noisy and can't wait for answers. He is like a stab in the head. He has to bump his head and break the blood before he can give up. Mr. Rong knows that immature ideas and behaviors will only push girls further and further away. It is true that love should have passion. However, a gentle and considerate man who can understand a girl's heart is undoubtedly more advantageous.
Mr. Rong is not in a hurry. He will let people get used to his existence and invade her world in the way of spring breeze and drizzle.
”It doesn't matter. You don't have to answer me now, and I won't anger you just because you don't agree.” He laughed, and his deep brows and eyes glowed with warmth in the dusk. ”It's just my personal love. I want you to know, I want you to hear. If you're in a dilemma, it's not my intention to express myself.”
He took his hand and touched it gently.
”If you don't take the liberty.”
”There's always a seat for you, sir”
a cool breeze ran through her cheek and messy her black hair.
He held out his other hand and pulled it aside to his ear.
”It's windy. You'll catch cold if you stay any longer.”
Mr. Rong let go of her hand.
Since he said that the intention was private, he had to abide by some rules, even though he knew that he was more convenient by virtue of his status as a gentleman.
A pull pulled him.
He looked back in surprise.
The other side twisted half his face and didn't look at him.
”What's the matter?”
He noticed the abnormality and wanted to step forward.
Unexpectedly, he went further, and she went back.
Leng is not to let him close.
Mr. Rong frowned and was wondering why.
Does she think that she is ”hard to get”?
”I am capricious, sir.”
All of a sudden, he heard this sentence and his eyes slid onto her face. He caught the tiny lip biting movement.
At this moment, Mr. Rong was blessed to the soul, and his tone contained a conniving smile, ”well, how about that?”
”Also, I eat dumplings without vinegar.”
He quickly added, ”OK, next time I'll open the bowls evenly and not put them together.”
”The smoke smells bad.”
”Quit.”
”Can you watch the moon on the roof without sleeping at night?”
”Yes, but we can only see Haishi.”
”Well...”
She turned her head and turned her head to the left with a look of grievance.
”Why don't you come and hug me?”
Even if he didn't do the act of playing coquettish, Mr. Rong was almost adored by this scene.
Hundreds of small butterflies flutter in the heart and fly from a certain exit.
As soon as the words fell, Lin Lang instinctively gave a ”ah”.
The whole man was raised by a pair of powerful iron arms.
Mr. Rong held his legs without any effort, as if holding a light doll. She grabbed his clothes with both hands, and managed to stabilize it. His dark hair scattered all over him.
”What are you doing?” The girl was angry with his eyes.
”Don't you want a hug?” ”Who do you think you're in love with?” he said
”Bah, shameless. Who says she loves you? Miss Shi Rong just gives you a chance to show off.” She looked down and poked the man's brow with her finger and said cunningly, ”don't get too carried away, uncle Rong.”
Mr. Rong began to have a headache at this time. The age gap between them could not be changed. He also realized that he was really called Uncle by his lover. What a taste
”It's Rong Jiu.” He corrects, ”I'm the ninth in the family.””Uncle Rong Jiu.”
”Good, it's Rong Jiu.”
”Granddad Rongjiu.”
“……”
In the end, Mr. Rong gave up his correction.
The little bastard was proud of his pet, but he gave it by himself.
”Angry?” She held his shoulder in one hand and clenched a wisp of hair in the other hand, deliberately scratching his face.
Mr. Rong did not speak.
”Well, I'm just kidding you. Don't get angry.” She quickly to put out the fire, soft girl's voice is like a ball of cotton, people want to bite.
Mr. Rong thought, is he like that kind of person who forgives immediately because he is a little coquettish?
Well, he looks like.
His eyebrows relaxed, then heard her say, ”nine elder brother, you look up at me, good-looking?”
Nine elder brother.
This little villain.
Mr. Rong's ears were blown soft again.
He lifted his eyelids and said, ”you are not good-looking. Do you have no points in your heart? Yeah? What can I do with Rong Jiu's vision? ”
The afterglow of the setting sun is hidden in the clouds, and her long hair is scattered in the wind, especially her sparkling eyes, which attract people's soul. ”I just want to ask you whether the scenery is good or not.” She said innocently, ”since nine elder brother wants to praise me, just say it directly, and I won't laugh at you.”
“……”
It was set up again.
Mr. Rong couldn't laugh or cry. Her ability to cut through the needle was still alive.
”Good looking, you'd better watch, OK?”
He held her firmly in one hand, and held her head with the other big hand.
There was a little wind in the dusk, a little hasty.
But it didn't stop him from kissing the girl he wanted.
It's just a little bit.
”Go, go home.”
He crossed his fingers and led people across the thin ridge.
Mr. Rong didn't go back to his house. He built a house near his parents' former residence a few years ago, using ordinary tiles and bricks. He usually comes back with a low profile. This time, considering Lin Lang, Mr. Rong chose a spacious carriage.
Outside the house was fenced with a large area of tulip flowers. After the sun set, the petals curled up timidly towards the inside, which did not have the meaning of being attached to each other.
”We'll have to spend the night here tonight.” Mr. Rong let the coachman go to another place to rest. He took a bunch of copper keys from the cuff and opened the door.
Looking at the door, there was a table of eight immortals with a set of ordinary white porcelain tea sets. What attracted her attention was a big bow with paint on the wall and a few iron arrows in the bag, which was slightly bloody.
On the left is the kitchen, separated by a blue curtain, and a pile of firewood is faintly visible, while on the right is naturally a sleeper. Before entering Mr. Rong's room, Lin Lang went to the sleeper first while he was looking for a candle for lighting.
The room was tidier than expected. The plain blue bedclothes were folded neatly, with a dark bedside cabinet and a simple suitcase beside it.
”What's the matter, disappointed with my room?”
Man's voice from behind, there is a trace of narrow smile, ”I'm so sorry, I'm such a boring man.”
The light of the candle spreads all over the room, forming a cold and hot light with the light outside the window.
”I can't see it.” ”Where am I going to sleep tonight?” she said
Mr. Rong's face did not change, and he gave a poor answer, ”if you want to sleep on the ground, I don't mind.”
Lin Lang squinted at him.
”Why do you want to be beautiful?”
”There's no way.” He said with a smile, ”my bed is half as good as you.”
”No, I want two-thirds.”
”Whatever you want.”