The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 337:

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"I... am clean..." Jiarong rubbed her wrists tremblingly, "No mud... no mud..."

Lao Liu has one head and two big heads. This inland woman is so fragile. She will seek death and survival at the slightest bit of harm. If it were Feng Zhiwei, she would definitely send anyone to the mud pit who said she was dirty. She would never Jump into a puddle yourself.

Old Liu sighed bleakly, and went to pull Jiarong, while rubbing her wrists comfortingly, "It's clean, it's clean..."

Jia Rong whimpered and threw herself into his arms. She immediately made him wet all over her body, sobbing so hard, "I...I have accumulated all the dirt for more than ten years...for you...to wash it." Already..."

Lao Liu said "uh", thinking how this sentence pattern is like the sentence "I have kept my innocence for more than ten years, and I will give it to you", but the content is so sad...

He held Jiarong's shoulders, pushed her away, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will be responsible for the dirt that you have accumulated over the past ten years...er."

After receiving this promise, Jiarong cried even harder on his arms. Lao Liu looked at the mottled yellow marks on the back of her neck and did not dare to remind her that you haven’t washed yourself yet...

The cold wind was blowing, and Lao Liu was half-wet and hugging a completely wet beauty. He gritted his teeth and thought about my aunt, my aunt, I have lost a lot of money because of you. There is nothing more tragic in this world than doing something that makes you unable to eat. Son.

"Why did you make yourself so dirty?" Jiarong couldn't stop crying, so Lao Liu had to change the subject.

"I...don't know either." Jia Rong sobbed, "The wet nurse called her. Before she died, she said that orphans must not have good looks to live in this world, otherwise it will bring disaster. She made me swear a poisonous oath. To hide my appearance, I haven’t cut my hair over the years, I’ve had a fake scar, and I tried to make myself as dirty as possible. I originally wanted to live like this for the rest of my life...but...but..."

But when her sweetheart dislikes her, she can no longer hold on.

A woman’s weakness is always love.

"Since you have sworn a poisonous oath, it is better not to break it." Liu Sanhu, a strong man, thought that such a beauty suddenly appeared, and was afraid that it would be really troublesome. "Don't take care of your hair until it is dry. You should keep it in your face." , put the scar on again, oh my skin..."

Jia Rong looked at him and said sadly: "The mud that I have accumulated for a long time has all been washed away..."

That tone is like saying that all the private property I have saved for decades has been given to you, a pretty boy.

"Just be white." Lao Liu sighed and patted her shoulder, "If anyone is surprised, just say that you are always like this and why you are making such a fuss is because they have bad eyesight."

Jia Rong is a heartless person, and her sweetheart readily accepted this bad reason. She nodded and suddenly sneezed. Old Liu quickly pushed her, "Go back, go back, take a hot bath and change clothes!" ”

"You..." Jiarong reluctantly parted.

"I will always be yours..." Old Liu opened his mouth, but those smooth words of love suddenly stopped coming out. At first, he was just making fun of the situation, thinking that this girl was just eager to get married. She is a good prairie man, but now she has broken her oath just because she disliked him. It is obvious that her love is deep. Now, how can she close her eyes and talk about love to fool others?

A woman's love cannot be hurt, and hurting her will lead to evil. After the Mei Duo incident, a certain person has learned a painful lesson and will never dare to offend a woman's heart again.

Sighing, he stroked Jiarong's hair and said gently: "Go back, don't worry, I will remember you."

Jia Rong blushed and turned around and left. Old Liu sighed and shook his wet cotton robe and left. In the evening, he met Ning, the little servant of Sasou. The two of them had exchanged opinions during this time, no Zhu Dou formed a strange friendship, so he couldn't help but tell him about it.

Ning Cheng's eyes flashed with a strange light, but he didn't say anything. He hesitated a few words and left. Liu Sanhu didn't pay attention to the warrior, and continued to talk about love with Jiarong. Occasionally, he was touched by her, and he got Some piecemeal information, pieced together, shared with everyone, running errands diligently, running back and forth in the outer courtyard, not to mention the time sequence of the guards changing shifts, the changing patterns of the inside and outside posts, the big things that can be found out Hidden whistles, big and small, even he peed under every wall to indicate his presence.

Of course the other people were not idle either, doing much the same thing, waiting for Miss Shaoyao's body to be strong enough to run and chase, and waiting for the time they agreed upon to arrive.

On this day, Lao Liu went on a date with Jiarong again, and gave Jiarong some rouge powder by the way. When Jiarong saw that the rouge was of good quality, she was very happy. Lao Liu touched his head and said sincerely, That was half a month's wages for him, and Jiarong immediately pushed her into the corner with her youthful breasts, and fiercely expressed her admiration for his three chest muscles with her small cherry mouth under the thick hairy fake scar.

There were two portions of rouge. Old Liu, who had been wiped off the oil wantonly, said that he didn’t know which one was better, so he bought both. Both are naturally good, and one of them is worse. This is Ruan Langzhong idea - if both are excellent, women will generally keep both as their own, but if one is worse, it is easier to give the worse one away as a favor.

At that time, Lao Liu expressed his sincere admiration for Dr. Ruan and asked him seriously if he grew up among women. He asked casually, but unexpectedly, Mr. Ruan, who had always been gentle and casual, heard this and admired him on the spot. She covered him with itching powder, causing him to scratch innocently for many days.

As expected, Jiarong happily said that she would give a copy to Hexiang, and then she was about to return to the inner courtyard. Old Liu happened to be delivering documents, so he sent her there by the way. At the gate of the inner courtyard, he saw her waiting there. Qiushu there.

The man stood quietly at the door of the inner courtyard with a calm temperament. He wore a green hat and did not feel awkward at all. When he saw old Jiarong Liu coming over, his eyes glanced at him.

Lao Liu felt that that look seemed to be looking at him, but in fact, maybe, not necessarily.

"Xiao Qiu." Lao Liu handed the box over and greeted with a smile, "Is your hip okay?"

Qiu Shu glanced at him, took the box, and said in a polite tone, "Thank you, Guard Liu is hugging you from one side to the other. You are so blessed, I am really jealous of my brothers."

Old Liu's face turned green, and Jia Rong lowered her head shyly but happily. She thought vaguely in her heart that she was right to have a lot of love. Where did she get the hugs from left to right?