Chapter 439
The laughter stopped abruptly, Rong Jiu curled her lips: "Sir, why are you turning your back on me, why are you reading more than flipping a book?"

Shen Cheng took the hand around her waist, and slowly stroked her back: "So you watched it?"

"I watched it, I watched it with everyone," Rong Jiu raised his hand to caress the skirt of his shirt, and pulled it with his small hand, "I want to wash my eyes, can you show me?"

The gaze that looked at him seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, and it fixed him deeply in the eyes.

Shen Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and he kissed her eyes.

Warm lips covered her, with a scorching breath, Rong Jiu's eyelashes trembled slightly, half drooping down, her fingers slightly gathered, and tightly grasped his skirt.

The lingering kiss moved down slowly, and Shen Cheng lowered his head to find her lips, sucking them gently and domineeringly.

Mu Feng was driving the carriage outside, and he could hear the movements in the carriage clearly. He still had his face paralyzed, but he drove the carriage a little slower.

Rong Jiuruan was panting in Shen Cheng's arms. She drank the specially made scented tea and smelled the fragrance of plums. Although she used silver needles to go to the acupoints and suppressed her emotion, but being kissed so lingeringly by Shen Cheng, the tide of emotion in her heart surged. It's hard to calm down for a long time.

Rong Jiuwo didn't understand in his arms, Shen Cheng noticed something strange: "Ah Jiu, what's wrong?"

Rong Jiuqiao blushed slightly, gritted her teeth, and hummed, "It's just that I've been bitten by a wolf and I've lost all strength."

The sideways eye waves were sparkling and seductive, and the corners of Shen Cheng's lips curled into a slight smile: "Ah Jiu has no strength, so I will feed you for my husband."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of pastry from the porcelain plate on the short case and fed it to her.

At the plum appreciation banquet, Rong Jiu drank two sips of tea, sat up chewing the soft pastry, leaning on the table with both hands, gnawing the pastry, and said vaguely: "Master, this pastry is delicious, where did you buy it?"

"Gui Yuezhai bought it." Seeing her looking extremely hungry, Shen Cheng poured a bowl of hot tea for her, "Don't choke."

Rong Jiu said angrily: "Don't be that bastard, you want to plot against me, at least let me have a warm meal, so what kind of banquet will you hold if you search?"

Seeing that she was really hungry, Shen Cheng ordered: "Mu Feng, hurry up."

Mu Feng flicked the reins, and drove the carriage quickly again. Rong Jiu ate the snacks all the way, and when he arrived at the medicine village, Rong Jiu picked her up.

Rong Jiu struggled to get down, and stared at him in embarrassment: "I'll go by myself, and my parents will see me later, how can I see people?"

"Father and mother are already used to it, no one will laugh at Ah Jiu."

Shen Cheng had already carried her out of the carriage.

"Mother and Daddy are back." Shen Mu ran out when he heard the movement, tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong with Mother?"

With Rong Jiu's face flushed, Shen Cheng said flatly, "Your mother is too hungry and has no energy to walk."

"The county magistrate's wife invited mother to enjoy the plum feast. Why did mother go hungry? How stingy! Mother, next time, we won't go."

The little guy also had an angry look on his face.

"Well, not going."

It is estimated that Mo Cong will never again, and wants to invite her to a banquet.

Thinking of Mo Cong's green face with anger, Rong Jiu's lips curled into a soothing smile.

Those who went to the Meiyuan banquet today were all prominent families in Changle County. Without waiting for tomorrow, the entire Changle County will know about the scandal of the Mo family.

If the county magistrate's wife gave birth to a child in her womb, Mo Cong would have to live forever.

If the county magistrate's wife had an unfortunate miscarriage, the world would think that Mo Cong aborted the child in the magistrate's wife's womb out of shame and anger.

Although the county magistrate's wife had an affair with Mo Yi, she slept next to Mo Cong every night. Who could be sure that the child must be Mo Yi's.

Mo Cong has just taken office, and has not yet made political achievements, so his reputation is stinky. He is really self-inflicted and can't live!
(End of this chapter)

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