One is like this, two are like this, they both like to bite people!

Jia Rong turned her head and looked at it. Fortunately, there was no bleeding. She held up Sister Feng's head and looked at the tears on her face. Her heart was tightened, and she didn't know what was going on. She said distressedly: "Feng'er, please don't cry."

He gently wiped the tears from her face and gave her a kiss.

Wang Xifeng didn't appreciate it at all. She stretched out her hand and slapped Uncle Rong on the face. "Who told you to stop?"

It was said that it was a crisp sound, but in fact Sister Feng's hand stopped before reaching his face, and she just made a gentle sound. Her tender green-white jade fingers stopped on his face, gently caressed him, and said: "

It’s all your fault.”

Brother Rong's voice deepened and he asked: "Why do you blame me?"

He just watched Sister Feng raise her pink jade neck slightly, and let out a long ugh, with a mixture of sadness and joy on her face. She quickly put her hands around his neck, and kept patting Brother Rong's shoulders and back.

"I blame you for coming late. It's all your fault. It's all your fault anyway."

Jia Rong was baffled by her actions and could only guess based on her heart, but she couldn't stop.

Fortunately, Feng'er only fought for a while and then hugged him tightly. The red robe on her body was wrinkled and became a ball between the two of them. It seemed that only by listening to Brother Rong's breathing could she let her go.

Quiet.

Just when Brother Rong thought Wang Xifeng was over, he was bitten on the shoulder again.

What a hell!

I have never seen Wang Xifeng have such a hobby before!

Let her hit you, let her bite you.

At this moment, Uncle Rong couldn't control so much. Some things were deep-rooted and he could only show his perseverance to deal with them. Sure enough, after a while, Wang Xifeng had no intention of hitting or biting anyone.

She only looked at the exquisitely carved flowers and birds walking on the bed. The flowers and birds carved from wood suddenly came alive. The birds were chirping among the flowers, and the flowers were blooming with fragrance among the bushes.

The fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds are like a dream.

She hugged the man's body tightly, not wanting to leave any gap, to feel the heartbeat between the two of them.

After listening to this rhythmic rhythm, Sister Feng felt that her heart was connected with Brother Rong's, and she softly whispered with passion: "Rong'er, call me wife again."

"daughter in law!"

This sound from the daughter-in-law was like a domineering inner energy, suddenly sent into Wang Xifeng's body, and suddenly she straightened her feet. In a muffled voice, she called out: "Uncle!"

"daughter in law!"

"Uncle, you are so cruel. You are so cruel!" Hearing the word "daughter-in-law" again, Sister Feng was moved to tears and instantly shed tears. She didn't know whether it was happiness or sadness. She cried and said: "Be more cruel..."

Then, the intricately carved wooden frame trembled, the little birds carved on the wood were frightened, and the flower bones gradually lost their color.

I don’t know how long it took before the intricately carved flower and bird bed returned to its original appearance.

Ping'er, who had been guarding the outer room, still seemed to be surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds. She even felt that she suddenly had a skill that ordinary people could not master. She could understand the chirping of birds.

A bird is saying: "Let's go there."

Another bird is laughing: "What kind of fruit is there?"

It's just that the conversation between the two birds lasted for a long time, and Ping'er didn't remember a few words.

I vaguely remember a few words: mirror, table, chair, cherry, peach, flat peach.

Suddenly I heard the silence in the inner room, and I was wondering, is it over? Then my grandma's voice came: "Ping'er, come in!"

Ping'er thought that it was finally over and she could breathe a sigh of relief. If this continues, Grandma will be tortured by Uncle Rong until she becomes a human being.

When I entered the inner room, I saw my grandma sitting in front of the mirror. Uncle Rong was wearing a coat and dressing her up. I took a closer look at my grandma's face, and now she was very energetic and full of energy.

Happy smile.

Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at Brother Rong and said to Ping'er: "Go and find Feng Guanxia brought from Jinling."

Ping'er asked: "Don't you think that grandma doesn't think that thing looks good today?"

Sister Feng's face showed embarrassment and she said angrily: "Go if you are told."

Not long after, Ping'er came over to dress up her grandma with doubts. She put Xia on her shoulders and a phoenix crown on her head. Then she was sent out by her grandma again. She only vaguely heard: "Are you satisfied now?"

Uncle Rong in the inner room chuckled, holding Sister Feng in the formal wedding dress in the air, and said: "This is how I look like a bride."

Sister Feng said angrily: "How can there be a bride who doesn't wear anything underneath?"

Jia Rong lightly hit her and said: "No matter what it looks like inside, don't think about it anymore after wearing the phoenix crown. We couldn't control those things in the past. From now on, Feng'er will only recognize her as my wife."

, don’t mention disturbing things about coming late, leaving early, or being late.”

Wang Xifeng nodded shyly, suddenly feeling a chill on her legs, and then heard Rong'er's voice saying: "My bride, hold up the phoenix crown."

This bad guy!

Sister Feng quickly held on to the dressing table table, but she felt that the phoenix crown on her head was about to fall, so she quickly put her elbows on the table and held the phoenix crown to hold it in place. After lifting it up, she only looked at her face in the mirror, which was pink, and she felt so happy.

Bride look.

The phoenix feather beads on the phoenix crown were shaking crazily. Through the phoenix feathers in the mirror, I could only see the bad guy holding his waist and being proud.

Ping'er outside heard a lot of noise in the room, like the cabinets and tables were banging against the wall, and curiously went to take a look. His face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and he saw his grandma wearing a rosy shoulder and a phoenix crown on her head.

Lying there in a shameful posture.

Ping'er just understood the origin of the sound and hurried out, covering his hot face with his hands.

Uncle Rong and Sister Feng were busy, but they didn't know that Ping'er had come in again. Jia Rong made a soft slap and saw Sister Feng turn around, put her arms around her waist and carried the chair up.

It's endless! Ping'er in the outer room can't calm down inside.

It wasn't until late at night that Ping'er heard her grandma call weakly: "Ping'er, please rest early."

The next morning, Brother Rong came out of the yard. Unexpectedly, he met Xue Baochai and Ying'er who had also just left the house.

What a coincidence.

Brother Rong took the initiative to say hello: "I didn't expect to greet my second aunt. I met Aunt Bao when I came out. I was thinking of going to your yard to greet you."

Xue Baochai's face sank, and he said with a contemptuous smile: "Brother Rong is serious about it, so there is no need to extend my greetings like this."

Embarrassment flashed across Brother Rong's face and he said, "Aunt Bao is going to Madam's place? Why not go with us?"

Xue Baochai shook his head and said, "I just remembered that I forgot to bring something and I have to go back. Brother Rong, let's go first."

"Well……"

Jia Rong didn't force anything either. What he just said was just a polite way of easing the awkward situation.

When Ying'er saw Brother Rong leaving, she asked curiously: "Why are you avoiding him? Isn't Uncle Xiao Rong on good terms with our family?"

How could outsiders know what Baochai was thinking? Ever since she came back from Qingxu Temple that day, she would always have inexplicable dreams about that bad guy. Yesterday she was treated lightly again. How could she bear it? Naturally, she treated him coldly.

Jia Rong went back to his room first, called Que'er Xiangling, and went to the main hall together.

These two girls were extremely considerate. They didn't have any doubts even though they hadn't returned home all night. But the little bird came up and asked, "Master, do you want to make soup today?"

Uncle Rong was annoyed by his maid's teasing. He snorted: "What kind of soup are you making? It's troublesome!"

Xiao Que'er whispered: "When I get back to the house today, Que'er will stay up late and deliver it to the uncle. This morning, Que'er also told that silly little sister that the uncle came back late and left early, so she didn't see him.

With."

Brother Rong gave the ghost girl a playful look and said, "What evil intentions are you holding back?"

"No way!" Que'er looked embarrassed, grabbed the corner of her clothes and whispered: "Quer secretly used grandma's rouge today, let me try to see if it tastes the same."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Quier is focused on the uncle, so how can she threaten the uncle?" Queer pouted and said, "In the past, when Queer helped the uncle, the uncle would reward him. Recently, Queer has been making soup and cooking for the uncle.

They were covering up, but they didn’t get a single reward.”

"We'll talk about it later when you grow up."

Que'er suddenly raised his head and said: "Han girl is only a year older than me, and the uncle touched her last time. This is what Han girl said herself. If Que'er hadn't stopped her, Han girl would have almost turned her head.

"

"..." Brother Rong glanced at Xiang Ling not far away. This girl was a bit too naive. He then said to Que'er: "When I say growing up, I don't mean growing up in terms of age."

Que'er looked down, a look of disappointment lingering on his face.

When she followed the uncle to the main hall, the little girl was still unhappy.

Grandma Rong over there was holding her hands like Mrs. Wang Ziteng's own daughter, and she heard the lady happily say: "Look, your uncle is here, isn't he? They are newlyweds after all, but we haven't seen each other all night.

I feel uncomfortable."

Brother Rong felt a little guilty when he saw Qin Keqing's affectionate look. Sure enough, no matter how scumbag you are, there will be a day when you are subdued and suppressed.

It's a pity that Uncle Xiao Rong is not an ordinary scumbag. He wants both Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing. If he abandons any of them now, he feels that he is the real scumbag.

Scumbags also have a bottom line that they stick to, but Jia Rong drew this line a little lower in her heart.

Brother Rong invited Mrs. Wang Ziteng to greet her, and sat and chatted for a while before meeting Baoyu and Xue Pan, who came in with their maids.

The strange thing is that the dark circles on the faces of Xue Pan and Baoyu are worse than Jia Rong.

I don’t know what these two guys did yesterday!

On the contrary, Baoyu today is finally not as depressed as he was a few days ago and can see some smiles.

Not long after, Aunt Xue came with Xue Baochai and Tanchun. Aunt Xue said hello, and then Xue Baochai and Tanchun also said hello.

Mrs. Wang Ziteng said: "This little girl, Feng, hasn't gotten up yet?"

Xue Baochai glanced at Jia Rong, then hurriedly moved away, and said with a smile: "Sister Feng used to take care of everything in the house. I guess she was exhausted. I had to go back home to have a peaceful sleep yesterday.
Chapter completed!