Wearing men's clothing and a pink headscarf, a little girl with lovely peach blossom eyes was holding her arms across her chest.
On her little face, there was a look of realization that said, 'Sure enough, you secretly concealed it from me and did something ulterior.'
Zhao Rong's face at this time was full of helplessness.
Originally, he just wanted to sit back and watch comfortably, watching Qingjun and Qian'er play playfully, regaining some of the old feelings, and by the way, he would prick up his ears and quietly listen to what other womanly things Qian'er could reveal.
material'.
As a result...unexpectedly, the fire actually burned himself.
It catches people off guard.
By the way, you, a hairless little girl, how come you have such a sensitive sense of smell?
It would be a pity if you don’t pursue murderers, investigate cases, catch rapists, etc. Your talents are buried. Why should you practice swordsmanship...
Zhao Rong silently glanced at Xiao Qian'er who had a satisfied look on her face after being 'caught raped'.
At this moment, she hugged his right arm tightly again, as if she was afraid that this newly minted 'adulterer' would run away.
Zhao Rong felt a little ashamed.
And then, what made him even more embarrassed was... his pig teammates.
Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly.
Because his eyes caught a glimpse of Qing Jun next to him, who was staring at Qian'er just like him.
But now, I don’t know if it’s because I’m shy or something else.
Under Qian'er's proud look, the lady actually looked away with a guilty conscience, then she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, lowering her head slightly, with a blush like morning glow appearing on her pink cheeks.
Like the peach blossoms in spring in March, they are in full bloom.
But at this time, Zhao Rong could not think of admiring the beauty of this beauty with red cheeks.
He couldn't help but reach out and pat his forehead.
Teeth itching, he glanced at Qingjun, who was not showing any signs of self-reflection.
By the way, madam, why are you so stupid right now? When you just found out what was wrong with me, I didn't see you being so stupid.
Who knows if Qianer is deceiving us.
The two of us just need to stare at her. No matter what this little girl says, she has no evidence and will not admit it even if she is beaten to death.
Even if you can't find an excuse, madam, you can just shut up and let him come forward.
The result is now...
Zhao Rong looked at Qingjun's clumsy look again. No one was a fool, he could tell there was something fishy.
What's more, the nimble and agile little girl in men's clothing next to her at this time.
"Okay, it really is like this. You...you are all secretly playing this. It's so embarrassing. It's so embarrassing."
Zhao Qian'er took a breath and revealed two small white tiger teeth.
The little girl is unforgiving and speaks eloquently.
"Tell me, are you still playing some other shameless games? You really know how to play them, shameless, shameless, shameless..."
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She opened her peach blossom eyes wide.
While muttering the word "shameless" in his mouth, he raised his thin arm and stretched out an index finger to poke Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei's cheeks.
Zhao Lingfei's delicate body shrank back to avoid Zhao Qian'er's poking fingers, while she frowned and whispered a few words of defense, without any momentum.
"No, it's not what I thought. Qian'er, please don't talk nonsense..."
Zhao Rong grabbed the little girl's hand that poked his cheek and threw it away angrily.
Zhao Qian'er tilted her head habitually again, "It's not what I thought? What is that? Brother Rong'er, what do you want the lady's little clothes for?"
Zhao Rong has black lines all over his head.
He opened his mouth, but then slowly closed it again.
Because in Zhao Rong's field of vision, not only Qian'er's face was red, but she was still looking at him curiously.
Even Qing Jun lowered his head and said a few words, and couldn't help but glance at him sideways after hearing this.
The young lady and the maid seemed to be very curious about this strange question.
Zhao Rong felt very ashamed.
He looked left and right at the two people in front of him.
Would you believe me if I said that I haven't done anything weird these days?
Zhao Rong was about to speak but stopped.
From the moment he received that 'special autumn coat' to now.
Every night I either practice Chongmai practice or read and write.
Recently, I have been staying up late every day reviewing and approving homework, and I haven't even slept once. How can I have any spare time to shamefully waste energy?
Besides, there was a certain trouble-making sword spirit watching from the heart lake.
Although it seems to be asleep now, who knows if it will wake up suddenly or at some extremely embarrassing special moment.
To scare Zhao Rong for a moment...well, a case of 'post-traumatic stress disorder' is definitely indispensable.
A frightened bird?
Zhao Rong thinks it is very possible.
He has never been afraid to speculate on the worst evil intentions, so he also expected and believed that it would become so cruel...
"What are you thinking about? You are not learning well every day, and you are the same, Qingjun, following the little girl and causing mischief."
Facing two pairs of curious big eyes, Zhao Rong frowned and shook his head.
He turned to Zhao Lingfei and whispered:
"Qingjun, those autumn clothes you sent me last time...did you send the wrong one? It was sandwiched among those gowns. It's okay, I will put it away for you and return it to you later. Stupid lady,
You should be more careful next time."
Zhao Lingfei: "..."
At this moment, the woman with a face as bright as a peach blossom was startled.
She lowered her head and bit her lip, stared at the ground, and nodded seriously.
"Well, I said...why is it missing..."
Zhao Lingfei's voice was as thin as a mosquito fly.
Then, the blush on her pretty face gradually dissipated, leaving only her red lips that were bitten as red as cherries.
She calmed down for a moment and regained some of her previous cold temperament, like a pure green lotus, awe-inspiring and inviolable.
However, at a certain moment, the cold Concubine Zhao Ling could not help but raise her eyes and take a closer look at her husband.
Is this an excuse to cover up, or is it true that he... doesn't like it?
Next to him, Zhao Qian'er saw this and looked at Zhao Rong's expression suspiciously.
Based on her intuition and understanding of the lady, she is certain that there is something fishy about it.
It’s just a question of whether it’s the young lady’s unilateral intrigue or the tacit understanding between Rong’er and Brother…
Zhao Qian'er was a little unsure for a moment.
Brother Rong'er, do you really think that the lady was accidentally caught in it?
now.
Facing the two masters and servants with different eyes, Zhao Rong shook his head gently and did not explain anything.
Although he doesn't want to be a boring gentleman who sits back and relaxes, he still has a bit of self-control like Shen Du.
The 'special autumn clothes' that Qingjun sent quietly were indeed attractive, but Zhao Rong only regarded them as a private affair between him and Qingjun, husband and wife.
The two of them are not together on weekdays, but they miss each other crazily.
By giving this gift, adding some fun and making each other smile, this is the real effect.
Zhao Qian'er was a little unsure because of someone's really good expression.
But who is the little girl?
We just occupied the high ground where Zhao Lingfei could bow her head. How could she come down so easily?
"Humph, brother Rong'er, you are protecting the young lady and speaking for her."
Zhao Qian'er wrinkled her little nose, "And the same goes for those poems. You wrote so many to her when I was away. No, you must not forget the compensation you mentioned before."
She put her hands around Zhao Rong's arm and hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that he would default on his debt.
Concubine Zhao Ling, who had recovered, narrowed her eyes when she saw this scene, and looked at this personal maid carefully.
Since bringing her to see Brother Rong'er today, this little girl seems to have become extra naughty, a little different from the past, and has been jumping up and down to fight against him.
Zhao Rong smiled and nodded, "I won't forget it."
As he spoke, he twitched his right arm calmly, and suddenly, he finally took it back and was no longer held by Qian'er.
Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at his wife.
Zhao Qianer is quite satisfied with the rights and interests she has won.
But at this moment, Brother Rong'er withdrew his hand and kept looking at the young lady's face, which made her teeth itch.
Suddenly, the little girl nodded and muttered as if talking to herself:
"No, I have to go back and check carefully to see if there is anything else missing in someone's wardrobe besides the little clothes above. Well, it's very possible..."
Zhao Lingfei's pretty face darkened.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes.
In addition to the above, what else can be missing? Put together the next set?
"Zhao Qian'er!"
This time, Zhao Lingfei's face was as white as snow and she didn't say much nonsense. She just stepped forward and tore this skinny girl's mouth open.
"Well." Zhao Qian'er shrank her head and hurriedly hid behind Zhao Rong, using him as a cover. "Brother Rong'er, save me, wu wu, the lady is going to kill someone and silence her again."
Zhao Rong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Auntie, can't you stop teasing Qingjun? Do you dare to touch her tiger's beard again?"
However, he still acted like a peacemaker, protected the eager little girl behind him, and stopped the angry lady.
"Stop making trouble, stop making trouble, Qingjun, don't be like Qian'er, she is just a girl who doesn't understand anything..."
Zhao Qian'er leaned on Brother Rong'er's broad shoulders and hid behind him.
She had a happy face and happily held the corner of his clothes.
Then, the little girl raised her chin towards her young lady, feeling a little proud.
"Zhao Ziyu!"
Zhao Lingfei suddenly scolded, and the movements of her delicate body also stopped.
Her autumn eyes gently closed, and the narrow slits of her eyes fell on Zhao Rong's face.
Danger!
Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.
He looked at the lady who called him by his first name and was obviously angry, and remained silent.
What Zhao Rong didn't expect was that Zhao Lingfei's tone softened again, but what she said...
"Husband, get out of the way."
Her voice was soft and gentle.
Zhao Rong immediately got out of the way without even thinking about it.
He quickly walked to Zhao Lingfei's side and looked at Qian'er with her.
He stood firmly on his wife's side.
Zhao Rong said earnestly: "Qian'er, although you don't understand many things, you can't talk nonsense. You must be responsible for your own words. Ahem, Qingjun, are you right?"
He took another look at the lady's face, which seemed to be a half-smile but not a smile, which was difficult to do.
Zhao Qian'er: "......"
Today, the little girl was held by a man for the first time, and for the first time, she deeply understood the meaning of what the sisters said, "Men are all big pigs."
Woo hoo hoo, Rong'er brother is also a big pig's trotters, stinky Rong'er brother...
The little girl's peach blossom eyes were staring blankly at the heartless man, with some tears in her eyes.
Zhao Rong blinked.
He couldn't bear to look away and reached out to hold Qingjun's hand.
Zhao Lingfei snorted softly and twitched her hand.
Zhao Rong retracted his hand angrily and tried again but failed. Xiao Qian'er is sorry, I can't save you...
Zhao Lingfei squinted at her husband, who was completely obedient and obedient, but she didn't say anything.
The next second.
She teleported away to teach her personal maid a lesson for being particularly disobedient today.
Zhao Qian'er: "Miss, don't come over here! Wuwuwu..."
Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.
However, a pair of curious eyes still appeared from between his fingers.
Hiss, it turns out that this is how women ‘fight’…
Not long after.
The drama of the mistress cleaning up, relying on the male master's favor to become unscrupulous, mischievous, and having sex with the maid is over.
From the perspective of Zhao Rong, who was watching with a breath, the whole process could be condensed into one word and four tones.
Zhao Qian'er: "Woooooo!"
Zhao Qian'er: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"
Zhao Qian'er: "Woooooo~"
Zhao Qian'er: "Woo, woo, woo..."
At this moment.
Zhao Rong glanced at Qian'er, who was following Zhao Lingfei obediently like a wilted eggplant, and felt a little apologetic.
His eyes fell on the little girl's seemingly rounder face, and he said in a tentative tone:
"Are you okay Qian'er?"
Saying that, Zhao Rong stretched out his hand to touch it.
Snapped!
Zhao Qian'er clapped the hand of the unfaithful Han Rong'er brother and glared at him, "Brother stinky Rong'er, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
"Um?"
Zhao Lingfei, who was walking in front, turned her face to the back.
Zhao Qianer immediately became wilted again.
The little girl bowed her head to the evil forces, "Brother Rong'er, it's okay, wuwu, Qian'er is okay."
Zhao Rong looked worriedly at her little face again, which had just been rounded and squared by a bare hand like dough.
"Is it really okay?"
Zhao Qian'er looked at her round and red face and sniffed, "It's really...it's okay."
"That's good."
Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, a clear voice with a neither gentle nor serious tone suddenly came.
"Brother Rong'er, you left the school to find Qian'er, but why did you drag her to the street?"
Zhao Lingfei said softly.
Zhao Rong's breathing was slightly stagnant.
There was thunder in his chest, and his face was like a flat lake.
"Oh, it's like this. Just before I went out, I saw your back from a distance. I was a little curious about where you were going, madam. So after I went out, I saw Qian'er looking at this street corner, so I dragged her to find you.
Already."
Zhao Rong chuckled and replied.
Zhao Lingfei nodded slightly, her eyes fell on her husband's face, and she became quiet.
Zhao Rong's expression remained normal, but his heart was in a state of chaos.
Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly said: "Who is Xiaoxiao?"
As soon as these words came out.
The air in the alley fell into silence.
Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Lingfei.
The two looked at each other.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Zhao Rong smiled, took a step forward, passed Zhao Lingfei, and stretched out his hand.