Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 273
"I still like to watch Ah Jiu as a husband." Shen Cheng smiled evilly, and whispered in her ear.

Listening to his shameless words, Rong Jiu's heart was beating like a drum, and she said coquettishly, "Dengtuzi!"

Shen Cheng laughed happily: "Ah Jiu teased my husband first, so why blame my husband Meng Lang?"

".I can't say no to you."

"It's hard to say," Shen Cheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on her lips, "Ah Jiu can shut up her husband's mouth."

Rong Jiu: "."

How on earth did she tease a cold and noble flower of the high mountains into such a slutty one?

Even she couldn't stand it anymore.

After sitting for a long time, feeling a little tired, Rong Jiu leaned softly in Shen Cheng's arms, and sighed: "Shen Cheng, with my state, I really want to do something to you, am I powerless?"

"Ah Jiu's words are really a disgrace."

"Then what should I say?"

Rong Jiu looked at him quietly, Shen Cheng choked, and then laughed again: "You can say anything, Ah Jiu can chat with me."

"My husband seems very happy."

"Well, I am very happy."

"What are you happy about?"

"It makes me happy to have you around."

Rong Jiu's heart is in full bloom, the beauty is full of love words now.

Rong Jiu yawned, the corners of his eyes were clouded with mist, and the look of tiredness between his brows could not be hidden: "I'm sleepy, my husband, please carry me back."

Shen Cheng carried her back to the house, fed her medicine, watched her fall asleep, and then sat behind the case to write a policy discussion. Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of the book "Pictures of Erotic Palaces", and a blush flashed across his cold and elegant face. He looked deeply at the sleeping person on the couch.

After Rong Qingshan returned to Rong's house, he made people stare at the medicine shop, and then said to Mrs. Zhao: "Go back to Chang'an first."

Mrs. Zhao also knew that she was under the control of others, but Rong Yunqing was her life, and it was her reliance to regain control of the Shangshufu. She couldn't just go back like this, absolutely not!
Mrs. Zhao stiffened her neck and said stiffly, "Qing'er hasn't been found yet, so I won't go back."

Rong Qingshan's face was ashen, and he shouted: "You won't go back? Do you want the whole Shangshu Mansion to be buried with you?"

Zhao choked: "Qing'er"

"I will find her." Rong Qingshan interrupted impatiently, and ordered the servant to prepare the carriage.

No matter how unwilling Zhao was, he had no choice but to ride back to Chang'an in a carriage.

The clear blue sky was suddenly shrouded in a layer of haze. Just as the carriage left the city gate, a thunderbolt suddenly struck, and the downpour of rain fell in an instant.

The wind and rain poured down, causing the car curtains to shake and fly up. The icy rain was blown in with the wind and wet Zhao's clothes.

Mrs. Zhao cursed, and slapped the maid on the face: "What are you doing standing there without eyesight? Do you want me, the master, to protect you from the rain?"

Although Mrs. Zhao was demoted to be a concubine, her lustful power was still there. The servant girl was beaten until her face was swollen, and she didn't dare to say a word. She knelt beside Mrs. Zhao, protecting her from the heavy rain blowing in.

The boy driving the car outside was already drenched, and asked aloud: "Aunt Zhao, there is a ruined temple not far in front, why don't you go there to shelter from the rain?"

Hearing the servant's address, Zhao Shi gritted her teeth angrily, but now that it was a foregone conclusion, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure it.

Rong Jiu, this bitch, just wait for her, one day, she will kill this bitch!

Zhao said angrily, "Go to the ruined temple to avoid the rain."

After the carriage stopped, the servant girl held an umbrella and protected Mrs. Zhao into the ruined temple.

The beggars heard the movement and looked over one after another.

　Four updates today, next update at 2:[-]

　　It is said that I have watched too much, and I am tired, and I can still flirt before the consummation of the house. I naturally want to consummate the house when I am in the depths. The plot, even if it’s tired, is just a few sentences. Basically, in the middle and late stages of the farm text, it’s not house fighting, palace fighting, or conspiracy. The relationship between the hero and heroine has developed here, and basically no longer rewrite it.
　　Just like everyone is passionately in love, wishing to get tired of being together all day long, after getting married, it becomes warm and plain, I will follow the fate, everyone will follow the fate, I love you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)