Looking at Xie Lingjiang who was holding his shoulder intimately.
Ouyang Rong suddenly understood why Li Guoer pretended to be stupid.
Sure enough, only women understand women best.
Especially an outstanding woman who is equally aloof and arrogant.
It's just that Ouyang Rong didn't figure it out.
Why did Li Guoer suddenly help him out?
She could obviously pretend to be the victim, blame all the problems on him, and watch the show in peace.
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but belatedly recall a series of shameful reactions after Li Guo'er opened the door not long ago and was barged in by him.
By the way, did she misunderstand something at that time, thinking that the love umbrella, bellyband, and underwear were all given to her by him?
Xie Lingjiang, who was next to him, turned to look at Ouyang Rong, who was frowning and thinking. After waiting for a while, he quietly asked:
"What are you thinking about, Senior Brother?"
Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and gave a standard answer: "I'm thinking of you."
"Liar." Xie Lingjiang rolled his cute eyes and pouted, "I guess he must be thinking about a certain beauty."
Ouyang Rong stared slightly, does the junior sister have the ability to read minds?
"So Senior Brother's idea is really 'beautiful'." She nodded and added.
Seeing Xie Lingjiang's willow-leaf eyes blinking slyly, Ouyang Rong reacted,
He sighed: "Wanwan's guess is really accurate."
Xie Lingjiang suddenly tilted his head and looked at him: "Elder brother, why was he a little panicked just now? Tell me, who is that beauty?"
Ouyang Rong turned his face, confused: "Ah, is there anyone more beautiful than Wanwan?"
The two stared at each other for a long time.
Xie Lingjiang, her cheeks slightly dizzy, moved her eyes away, curled her lips and said:
"You're just trying to coax me, but to be honest, isn't Sister Guo'er pretty?"
Ouyang Rong looked around, pretending not to hear.
It's funny, only straight idiots can tell the truth when a woman asks you to tell the truth with a sincere look on her face.
The words of a person who is determined to draw a clear line with straight men.
Ouyang Rong didn't answer, and Xie Lingjiang didn't hesitate. As expected, women's moods are fickle and they quickly ignored the topic.
Ouyang Rong thought of something and asked, "Why did someone change his name again?"
Xie Lingjiang said sheepishly: "I'm used to calling you, and I always find it easy to pronounce. How about I depend on the situation? If I'm shy in front of others, I won't call me Tanlang."
"Okay, it's up to you."
Ouyang Rong nodded slightly and asked again: "Why didn't you change your words when you were in the yard next door just now?"
Xie Lingjiang's pretty face was serious: "If you shout like this, it will sound more intimate to an outsider."
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look at her twice, as if asking, is it necessary?
"Then I also call you Junior Sister?"
"No, just call Wanwan."
Before Ouyang Rong could ask why, Xie Lingjiang said confidently: "I'm not young."
"Senior brother, am I older?"
"Get lost."
While the two were flirting, they returned to the boudoir next door where orchids were planted.
Xie Lingjiang couldn't wait and opened the three new umbrellas one by one.
The beautiful figure in fox white fur stands in the courtyard, holding an umbrella under the moonlight, with her head slightly raised, and she reads the three love words on the umbrella.
Ouyang Rong looked sideways.
I saw the pretty woman looking up, her eyebrows wide open with a smile, her cheeks were smiling, and there were rays of light rippling across her cheeks.
Far better than the moon in the sky.
Ouyang Rong was lost in thought.
Xie Lingjiang held up a new umbrella. Every time she read the love words on the umbrella, the next moment she nervously closed the ribs.
Holding the umbrella in her arms, she bowed her head slightly and was shy and silent.
Each of the three umbrellas is like this.
After reading them all, Xie Ling Jiang Furong's face turned red and she stared at the toes of her embroidered shoes.
Ouyang Rong asked directly: "Which sentence do you like?"
"Don't tell you."
Ouyang Rong looked at her miser-like figure, tightly holding three love umbrellas, and shook his head:
"There's no one to compete with you, so I'll continue to do it for you."
Xie Ling Jiang Dan smiled widely: "It's all mine anyway, you take care of me."
After a pause, she raised her eyebrows and complained softly:
"Elder brother, remember to send it to the courtyard from now on. Don't leave it at the door casually. Write these shameful poems to others, and people see them. It's so embarrassing.
"and this."
Xie Lingjiang took the small bundle containing light clothes from Ouyang Rong, hid his red face in his arms, and gave him an angry look.
When Ouyang Rong heard this, he forgot to appreciate the beauty's shameful face for a moment and asked curiously:
"But didn't His Highness next door just say that he hadn't opened it and looked at it?"
"Do you believe what she says?"
Xie Lingjiang shook his head with certainty:
"Sister Guo'er must have seen it, and maybe she's still laughing now. Senior brother, from now on, you can only believe half of what she says, do you understand?"
She nodded and concluded: "Believe half of it, it's always right."
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but sweat dripping from his forehead:
"Wanwan, didn't you have a good relationship with each other when you were chatting just now? Why are there so many twists and turns..."
In the middle of his words, he couldn't help but pause, because Xie Lingjiang in front of him was looking at him with slightly bony eyes.
Her little expression seems to be saying, man, I advise you not to ask too many questions. Why do you want to find out so many things between best friends? You are rebelling.
Ouyang Rong immediately started practicing closed-mouth meditation.
After a while, Ouyang Rong took a look at the later sky, went to the kitchen, and went down in person.
Xie Lingjiang returned to the boudoir happily holding her love umbrella and small bundle.
Half an hour later, in the flower hall on the first floor, Ouyang Rong came from the kitchen, brought a bowl of noodles and fed it to the junior sister.
But Xie Lingjiang was seen sitting on the stool. The new umbrella in his arms was missing, but he was still holding the small bundle.
Seeing him come in, she immediately raised her head and asked in a low voice:
"Tan Lang, have these two little clothes been washed?"
Ouyang Rong nodded: "I sent it after cleaning it."
"oh."
Xie Lingjiang nodded slightly, and the next moment, she pointed to the small baggage on her lap and asked:
"There are long hairs on the clothes here."
Ouyang Rong shook his hand and almost dropped the bowl.
"Ah, is this the case?"
He walked over and put down the bowl with a dazed expression on his face, and immediately thought of Li Guo'er.
Good guy, have you tried it on yet?
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but complain.
While he was thinking hard about how to explain, Xie Lingjiang nodded calmly:
"Well, there are two of them."
He asked seriously: "Aren't these two hairs from Wanwan?"
Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "The colors are wrong."
It's over, my life is over... No, why are you women so careful?
Ouyang Rong was speechless. He suddenly felt that the yellow mud was falling down his crotch. It was not that, but that.
He sat down at the table with a serious look on his face:
"Wanwan, it seems you are right. Your Highness next door did open it and looked at it. She probably accidentally dropped it on it. I really didn't know about this, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to return it to you."
Xie Lingjiang shook his head: "It's definitely not this."
Ouyang Rong felt a thump in his heart.
She bit her lip and looked at Ouyang Rong: "Elder brother, tell me honestly, what bad things have you done?"
"Wha...what are you doing bad things?"
Xie Lingjiang tapped his chin and gestured to the small bundle on his lap, "With her."
Ouyang Rong was silent for a while:
"These days when Wanwan is gone, I miss you every day, just like I wrote to you. I miss you when I walk, I miss you when I sit, and I have a clear conscience for not doing anything bad."
Xie Ling Jiang couldn't help but soften his eyebrows and said softly:
"Elder brother, why are you so serious? In fact, even if you do bad things with her, it doesn't matter. I didn't say you don't allow it."
Ouyang Rong frowned: "Junior sister, stop joking. If there is no bad thing like that, then there is no such thing."
"real?"
"Yes." Ouyang Rong said with a straight face and raised his hand: "I can swear."
"don't want."
Xie Lingjiang suddenly stood up and walked to Ouyang Rong.
She looked at him straightly for a while with her bright eyes.
Ouyang Rong suddenly felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing against his face, and his arms and thighs suddenly felt heavy and soft.
The body is full of beauty.
It was the beauty who lowered her pink buttocks and sat sideways in his arms.
Xie Lingjiang opened his arms and hugged Ouyang Rong gently:
"Why is Tanlang so good? I, I'm a little ashamed."
Ouyang Rong also hugged her, frowning and confused: "What are you ashamed of?"
"I feel sorry for not being with you these days. I was taken back to Jinling by my aunt and couldn't accompany you."
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head, revealing a section of his neck that was as white as fine porcelain, and frowned charmingly:
"We just shared our true feelings, and not long after we held hands, we were forced to be separated for more than half a month, and we missed each other terribly.
"Besides, you are only twenty-one years old, and you are already in your prime of life. There are concubines and beautiful maids in the house, but you still want to protect yourself like a jade for me."
The more Ouyang Rong listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. The little junior sister's moved look was completely different from the reaction he had imagined?
"It's okay. When I miss someone, I make an umbrella." He said calmly.
Xie Lingjiang buried his head, quietly raised his hand, and raised his two long, shiny white hair, which were lightly twirling with his fingertips, towards him:
"Actually, it's fine if you order her to put it on occasionally and pretend for a while, as long as she washes it well..."
When Ouyang Rong saw these two familiar white hairs, the corner of his mouth twitched fiercely: "You mean, Ye Weila?"
"Yeah." Xie Lingjiang nodded a little shyly. After noticing Ouyang Rong's glare, she asked in a daze: "What else?"
"It's okay!" Xiang Rouyu was in his arms, but Ouyang Rong sat upright and criticized seriously:
"You little girl, I look through your underwear all day long, and your hair is messed up, and you won't listen to anything you say."
Xie Ling Jiang raised his hand, exhaled like a blue breath, and gently blew away two silver hairs between his fingers.
Feeling the warm chest of the man in her arms, she hugged Ouyang Rong, with her beautiful profile lying on his shoulders. There was a trace of reminiscence in her slightly narrowed eyes, and she revealed in a low voice:
"I remember last year in Longcheng, one time, in the middle of the night, I was guarding the roof of Yilanxuan, and there was movement in your house. I went to take a look, and it was Miss Ye who was moving, and you were sleeping soundly...
"At that time, I heard from Miss Ye that you like to call me by my name when you are with her..."
Ouyang Rong: "..."
"Wait, when we were in Dragon City? Did... did this happen?" He looked suspicious.
The main reason is that he clearly remembers not doing this.
Xie Lingjiang nodded vigorously: "Yeah! I can't forget this. Senior brother was asleep at the time and didn't know I was coming."
Ouyang Rong thought carefully and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:
"Okay, okay, so it was because of this that you left some clothes for me to dry that night."
Xie Lingjiang buried his head shyly:
"I don't mean to do it on purpose, but during the Chinese New Year celebrations in Jinling, during the boring banquet, I couldn't help but miss my senior brother. I thought about what you were doing at that moment, so my thoughts were running wild. I couldn't help but think of this, and it felt so embarrassing.
Word……
"But senior brother, don't you like this?"
The voice was soft and waxy, like a feather tickling the earlobe.
"I……"
Ouyang Rong rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers, not knowing how to explain.
By the way, why did my junior sister also misunderstand his sexual preferences, and so did my aunt and others? Is it so difficult to be a modest gentleman honestly?
So, who made the rumor?
Ye Weilai is definitely one.
I'll have to cross-examine him later.
At present, he keeps his reputation as a gentleman and is almost ruined by being close to the female family members by his side.
I hope uncle, Dalang and the others won’t wink and say something to him one day...
Someone sighed.
Not long after, the two of them finished making love to each other and saw that it was about to dawn.
Ouyang Rong was a little troubled by the incident with Li Guo'er tonight and was not in the mood to do anything excessive.
In the end, the senior brother and the junior sister only ended with a fulfilling, magnificent, beautiful, crowded, and rich embrace.
A reluctant separation.
Before leaving, the junior sister wanted to give him a bulging new baggage, but she didn't know what it contained.
Ouyang Rong's eyelids jumped and he refused with a righteous face.
The worried junior sister was left standing at the door, biting her lip and frowning, looking away.
All in all, the sweet fun between these passionate couples really makes Ouyang Rong a little bit reluctant to leave.
However, as soon as he woke up, he adjusted back.
Early in the morning, the clouds were clear and the wind was gentle, so I went to go on duty.
The relationship with his junior sister brought him more and heavier responsibilities.
From the news that Junior Sister returned from this trip, it can be seen that the people in Jinling Wuyi Lane generally have a tacit attitude towards his identity as the son-in-law of a poor man.
But after the birthday party, there was no movement from Xie Xue'e and Chen Jun Xie's side.
Ouyang Rong also tacitly agreed not to find a matchmaker, but went to the house to talk about marriage, and asked about the date of birth and horoscope for engagement.
He understood Chenjun Xie's cautious attitude.
Before the matter of Prince Xunyang's Mansion comes to light, it is not appropriate to discuss it in advance.
Years ago, Xie Xue'e was able to come here on behalf of the Xie family, invite all the nobles from Jiangnan, and stand up for her legitimate daughter and future son-in-law, which was already beyond expectations.
Ouyang Rong nodded lightly.
In the morning, when he arrived at the Jiangzhou lobby, Ouyang Rong received an official document from the Luoyang Ministry of Rites.
After reading it, I smiled calmly.
A certain eminent monk named "Shan Dao" who protects the country is already on the way and is expected to arrive in Xunyang City within three days.
The Ministry of Personnel notified Jiangzhou Hall and other local officials to warmly receive him.
"What a high-ranking monk who protects the country, I don't know how Master Shandao and Xiufa are doing in Luoyang. They must have deceived them enough with the incense money..."
Ouyang Rong stood up and went to distribute the official documents.
The next day, at night, Ouyang Rong went out at night again and sneaked into Prince Xunyang's Mansion.
In the study, he informed everyone about Master Shandao.
Li Xian and others were all smiling.
Shandao, Xiufa and other monks from Donglin Temple were considered old friends in Longcheng. They were naturally relieved to meet again.
Ouyang Rong turned around and warned Uncle Li Xian that he must be prepared to pray for the giant Buddha that was about to be built.
After the meeting dispersed, when the junior sister was called away by Wei Mei, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but said to Li Guo'er:
"Your Highness, stay."
A certain little princess with plum blossom makeup, who looked indifferent throughout the night discussion, paused in her steps and did not turn around to ask:
"What's the matter, sir?"
Ouyang Rong lowered his voice: "Thank you very much."
"Thank you for what?" Li Guo'er's tone was full of confusion.
"What happened that day."
"Young Master Ouyang, don't try to get close to me blindly. Nothing happened that day."
Li Guo'er shook his head and walked out of the door.
Seeing this indifferent retreating figure, Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
He immediately turned around and went to look for his junior sister.
Night, deep.
A certain boudoir.
In the third-floor room, a little girl in a white dress with plum blossoms on her forehead got up at night and silently walked to the window.
Stretch out your little hand as if to catch the moonlight outside the window.
A moment later, on the tender white palm, there was a ball of crumpled red paper, unfolding silently.
The moonlight falls on the ink characters on the paper.
In front of the window, there is a solitary figure of a beautiful woman standing under the moonlight, looking like she is bowing her head.
She was in a daze and whispered:
"The green zijin is so long in my heart. But for the sake of you, I have been thinking about it till now... The deer roars, eating the apples in the wild. I have a guest, playing the harp and sheng...
"It's as bright as the moon, when can I shake it off? The sorrow comes from it and cannot be cut off."