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Chapter 1o2 Qilang, please give me a sword from behind!

Only one more today. . .

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Crushed and fell on Chen Rong's forehead. She covered her mouth and took a deep breath.

This tone is a bit bitter.

Slowly, Chen Rong raised his head.

In the morning light, she looked up at him with bright and charming eyes and looked at him seriously.

This look is especially serious and very distant.

This is a very strange feeling, causing Wang Hong to tilt his head, Ren Chang crossed Bai Jingjunmei's face, "What's wrong?"

Chen Rong’s xiao opened his mouth for a long time, but closed it again. She looked at him with a big smile, a little naive, and also said a little seriously: "Cang Tianxi nong Arong, this life, I am afraid not It will be completed."

Wang Hong raised his head, unconsciously, with his right hand propped down, sitting upright with great grace.

He stared at Chen Rong, slowly pulled net smile, and narrowed his eyes, "What does A Rong mean?"

Chen Rong looked up at Xiao Xiao, looking at him with a faint smile. This is a real infatuation. It's just after you have remembered a person, just looking at him, you will feel satisfied, just close to him, there will be no more infatuation.

She looked at Wang Hong with such an idiot's gaze, her mouth quivered and smiled: "It's not interesting."

Wang Hong still squinted at her.

As smart as he is, he understood the meaning of Chen Rong. She clearly told him that even if she loved him, even if she loved him like crazy. Her heart is still very clear, she knows clearly that she is not worthy of him, she can not get him. . . . . . In the end of her life, she will not be with him, so her life will not be completed.

How can there be such nv Lang in this world? In his young age, he is always passionate and impulsive, but always has the wiseness and worldly sense of the wise, even the vicissitudes

How can such a calm and almost cruel thought in a body full of emotions?

Wang Hongqian smiled briefly.

He lowered his eyes, the figure of Sheng Xue in white, leaning towards the car on the left. At the moment when he reclined down, the green silk was like a waterfall, shed on the white dress.

At this time, he was bathed in the morning light, in the breeze, clearly behind him was just a mountain wall that was too shabby. He was obviously sitting in a carriage, but elegant and noble, such as lying in Huatang.

He lowered his eyes, slender white hands, and gently stroked the few wine bottles, smiled lightly, and said slowly: "A Rong means, do you want to tell me, once you return to Nanyang City, You are still you, and I am still me. What happened here is like a dream?"

He speaks very slowly, and his voice is clear and pleasant, and his eyes, which are clear and high, look at her with a smile.

I don’t know why, looking at Wang Hong, Chen Rong’s heart, she lowered her head.

At this time, Wang Hong reached out and stroked her hand.

When he touched her xiao's hand, his nails were like hooks, and he stroked gently in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, a burst of numbness came unexpectedly. Chen Rong shivered.

Wang Hong just took the mangosteen from her hands.

He lowered his head and stroked the mangosteen, smiled lightly, and said, "Qing Qing is so ruthless."

A very casual tone.

Chen Rong looked at him and stared indifferently. She lowered her head and murmured, "It's not easy to live in this world. Expecting things and feelings that are not yours will crush your bones."

Wang Hong smiled faintly, his voice was a little soft, a little cold, "Since it is so, why should Qing Qing be so close to me?" He picked a mangosteen and put the red grape-like fruit in white 'S palm is rolling. As he scrolled, he seemed to be smiling, "If someone else saw it, wouldn't you think you and I had something to do?"

He used the word ‘Gouqi’. This term is generally used by the people to describe the dog male nv, which is both vulgar and abusive.

The noble, dust-free Wang Qilang actually used the word on her

Chen Rong's face was white, she lowered her head and muttered, "It feels very beautiful on the side of the king... It is known today that what is love is hard to control." Words, of course, are adulterated. In the previous life, she knew that there was a word in the world that called love is difficult to control, and she knew that people like her can’t afford to love, can’t afford to lose

As soon as Chen Rong's voice fell, Wang Hong slowly looked up at her.

His eyes are very focused, and he is very focused.

Staring at her beautiful face, this face, although after yesterday’s fright, the big ups and downs of last night, although it was only washed with water, but it shows an amazing yan beauty, fainted cheeks, eyebrows Intoxicated.

Wang Hong extended his hand and whispered, "Come here."

The voice is low, youhuo.

Chen Rong raised his head innocently, staring at him innocently and approaching him.

She put her xiao hand in his palm.

Wang Hong closed his palm.

His right hand, covering her trembling left hand, he extended his left hand and hugged her to her waist.

Chen Rong did not resist, she even leaned towards him, just leaning on the body in his arms, trembling and trembling.

Wang Hong hugged her.

He reached out to stroke her dark show and asked in a low voice: "Last night, was it terrible?"

Until he asked this question, Chen Rong remembered that he still had many questions. She fell in his arms, closed her eyes, and Xiao was blushed in a blush, and muttered, "Afraid, extremely afraid, I thought this was a robbery."

"Is the number robbed?"

Wang Hong low yín said.

At this time, Chen Rong said softly: "It is indeed a robbery."

She and he both understand what she said.

Chen Rongfu was motionless in his arms. Her face pressed against his collarbone, and the scent of breath spit on him warmly.

Smelling his fresh breath, feeling the temperature in this man's body, suddenly, Chen Rong murmured, "Qilang."

"Yes?"

"Do you have a servant to follow? Call one and ask him to kill me."

Wang Hong looked down at her, his eyes focused.

Chen Rong still closed her eyes and smiled at the corner of her mouth, but her voice was really calm and calm, very very calm, she whispered, "That’s it, I stabbed a sword from behind me, remember to stabb Heart, so that you die fast. Don’t be too fast when you chou sword, it’s not good if the blood splashes your white clothes.”

She slowly looked up, gazing at him tenderly, her voice trembling, "Really, please. Qilang, I'm afraid I will regret it in a while."

Wang Hong smiled, he looked at her very tenderly, and asked, "Why do you say such nonsense?"

Chen Rong smiled. She lowered her eyes and fell into his arms again. She stretched out her arms and took the initiative to hug his waist. Holding her tightly like this, she said softly: "Is it nonsense, with Qilang's cleverness, how would you not know? Qilang, I think, maybe this life, I will not be so happy at this moment, more It won’t be so complete at this moment. If you can die when you are truly happy, it’s better than the world.”

Wang Hong did not answer.

He allowed her to hug him and hug him.

After a long, long time, he gently smiled and said: "Now? Can you still want to die?"

Chen Rong shook his head in his arms, and his voice was a bit bitter. "I don’t want to. The word death is really the most difficult thing for all ages."

She didn't let him go.

She still hugged him tightly.

Nuggeting in his arms and smelling his body, she said softly, "I really don't want to go back to Nanyang City." At this point, she hung his neck, staring at him in a naughty smile: "Qiro, why don't we go back to the city today? If you're hungry, I'll pick the mangosteens for me. I'm thirsty and have springs. Can we go back tomorrow?"

Wang Hongqin smiled shallowly. He has been looking at Chen Rong with bright eyes. "Since Ah Rong is so reluctant, why insist on pushing me away?"

This time, he said it very clearly, "A Rong Ruo is really affectionate, you and I can guard."

Chen Rong smiled. She got up from his arms with difficulty. While combing the long pillow 1uan with her fingers, she wiped the plain dress again.

Then, she took the lead and walked out, she looked back at him, Chan Ruotanhua, "A Rong knows his own, I am too greedy. I always want to get more. When Qilang's Concubines will do everything possible to be your concubine, maybe you will also harm your wife by means. If you don’t do it once, you will do it twice, and if you don’t do it twice, you will do it three times. As long as Arong doesn’t die, Qilang, your favorite concubine, wife, how much harm you marry and how much you die"

She smiled brightly, Qiu Bo was bright, then, she was really cruel and cold, and, of course, "So, unless Qilang you start a dozen, you want to marry Arong only, only pet Ah Rong alone. Otherwise. Your life, my life, will not settle down."

She turned her head and walked forward, her back straight as if it were green bamboo.

Under the sunshine, her figure is extremely bright, and she is extremely paved.

Wang Hong turned his head, letting broken pieces cover his eyes, watching her get farther and farther away from him.

In a moment, Chen Rong came to the exit of the mountain col. She looked out and asked, "Qilang, what about your servant? Why haven't they come to you yet?"

Wang Hong jumped off the carriage. He walked gracefully behind her and looked out. Then he smiled and said, "I will steer the horse, get in the carriage, let's go back to Nanyang by myself." He didn't explain to Chen Rong. Things about those servants/

Chen Rong didn't think much. When she heard that he would drive, she heard that he was willing to drive for herself, and her eyes widened.

She turned around and looked at him brightly, shouting with joy: "Will you drive?" She narrowed her eyes and flew to the carriage with a smile.

Come on two or three times to climb into the carriage and sit down, Chen Ronghuan shouted: "Ah, Wang Qilang drove for me Wang Qilang became my husband’s husband"

The sound is crisp and loud, and very cheerful.

Wang Hong heard her laughter, made a noise, smiled bitterly, and walked towards the carriage.

As he took the whip, the horse threw off its hoof and walked out.

The carriage went out of the mountain, and the carriage went towards the official road.

Going all the way~IndoMTL.com~ Wang Hong didn't hear Chen Rongdi's voice and couldn't help but look back.

He caught her gaze, but this time, in her infatuation, she was stupefied, proud, and inexpressively curious.

She stared at him empty-eyed, murmured, and repeated, sentence after sentence: "Langya Wang Qi, did you actually drive for me?"

In the voice, I can’t believe it.

Yes, this matter, no matter where it is put, no matter who it is told to, I'm afraid I won't believe it. In this era, the face of the nobility is far superior to life. "In this era, Jing Wei is clearly distinguished between the upper and lower classes, that is a galaxy that no one has crossed for thousands of years.

Now, the arrogant son of the Langya royal family is actually willing to serve her as a humble xiaoshu nv. Even if it is expedient, speaking out is also a shocking thing.

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