My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Chapter 469 Empress 46: Rong Li's Proposal

"I'll be back at half past eight." Rongli changed his shoes and leaned on the cabinet of the entrance, lowering his head slightly, "Kiss."

Xiao Jinghe pecked at the corner of his lips with a smile.

After Rongli went out, she was about to wash, and He Liangqing called.

"Liang Qing."

He Liangqing said on the phone: "Help me move house tomorrow."

Xiao Jinghe went to the table and poured a cup of warm water: "Are you going to move back?"

"Well, Jiang Pei has been arrested." He Liangqing said, "I have been inconvenient to live in someone else's house."

The house she lives in now is Rong Tang, and the next door is Ning Ye. In the end, she is a bit uncomfortable and is not suitable for a long stay.

Xiao Jinghe drank water, took a pillow and sat on the sofa, thought about it, pierced the layer of window paper: "Liang Qing, you know, gratitude is just an excuse, the meaning of Rong Tang and Ning Ye's drunkard No wine. "

He Liangqing silent for a moment: "I know."

She has a clear mind, Xiao Jinghe does not need to say more: "So what do you think?"

"Ahe," she sighed after a long time, "he is too young." Too young, have not seen this flower world, only saw a silhouette, thought it was all.

Xiao Jinghe doesn't think so.

"In my opinion, this is not a reason." She understands He Liangqing, her parents' failed marriage has left some negative things in her, and she will take a lot of emotional considerations into consideration. Apart from these, she asked He Liangqing, "No matter what, do you like him?"

He Liangqing froze.

Does she like it?

The doorbell rang unexpectedly.

She called Xiao Jinghe back to open the door. The lights in the hallway were a little dark. Ning also stood at the door with her back lighted. The white sweater, black slacks, and the short hair of the green linen recently changed color and brought a little wine. Red, a bold and flamboyant color, suits him well.

The youthfulness of a body is as beautiful as a modern painting, with thick ink and heavy colors.

He was born beautiful, especially with a pair of eyes, inner eyes, and hooks in the corners of his eyes. When he was n’t smiling, he was a little tough. At this moment, he was laughing, and he had a little bit of greenness at that age: "I just accompanied my mother I went to the supermarket and bought you mangoes. "

Among the fruits, her favorite is mango.

He Liangqing took the bag in his hand: "Thank you."

He stood at the door, did not go, his eyebrows knotted, his expression tangled.

"The aunt who is cooking has something to do at home," he asked carefully, looking forward in his eyes. "Can I come to you for dinner?"

Rong Tang always said that Ning also had a bad temper and made her more forgiving.

It doesn't seem to be the case.

He was always timid and careful in front of her, always with fawn.

He Liangqing couldn't say the rejection: "Yes." This is the fourth time this week. He came over to her for dinner.

She came and went more often, and she also figured out his preferences. He didn't eat spicy much and liked sweetness. Last time she made sweet and sour pork ribs, he ate three bowls of rice, and he especially liked tomatoes.

In the evening, she added a tomato scrambled egg and a tomato seaweed shrimp soup.

After eating almost, she said, "I will move back tomorrow."

The spoon in Ning's hand fell to the ground.

He froze for a moment before looking up at her. The bangs blocked the light, and the tiny shadow fell into his eyes: "Can you not leave?" There was obvious confusion in his expression.

He Liangqing shook his head.

He wrinkled his eyebrows, his head drooping: "I'm full." Standing up, his head was low, his tone was low, and he was unhappy. "I'll go to the balcony and wait for you to wash the dishes."

He Liangqing wanted to stop him, and when he spoke to his mouth, there was still no sound. The hands under the tablecloth were pinched by her cold sweat.

"Liang Qing."

Ning also turned around suddenly and called her suddenly.

She looked up: "Uh."

He hesitated for a long time, as if he had gathered a lot of courage: "If I change the age on my hukou book and ID card to the same age as you," he licked the corner of his lips and grabbed a hand of hair uncomfortably. "That way, can I chase you?"

He Liangqing was speechless for a while.

Without waiting for an answer, he pursed his lips in regret, lowered his head, and stared at the blue and white checked slippers under his feet.

"Don't change it." He Liangqing said.

got rejected……

He grabbed another handful of hair, his hair was messed up, and his expression was lost and lost.

"can."

"Huh?" He looked up at her, a little ignorant.

She walked over and said the second half of the sentence: "It can be chased."

Ahe asked if she liked it?

like.

If she doesn't like it, she won't live in this house, she won't get used to a person without principle, there is no bottom line.

"Oh, then I will chase you."

Ning also stood on the balcony, narrowing her eyes with a smile.

Rong Li arrived at the hospital at 7 o'clock, and Lu Qidong was already there. To match Huo Changxun's play, he also pretended to be wearing a blue isolation gown. At this moment, the ward door was closed, and his nature was exposed. La La lay on the sofa, a pair of long legs on the stool, the isolation coat was open, peeled an orange to eat leisurely, seeing Rong Li came in, and said, "Come."

Huo Changxun was sitting on the hospital bed, a handsome face was not bloody, there was a bruise on the left side of the face, bandages were wrapped around his wrists, sitting on the cloud and spitting fog, his eyes were blind, the person was thin, and he looked really sick of.

The car accident is true, and the injury is also true, but the skin trauma.

It was also because he had a good skin, that this deadly look was exuding a decadent senior weariness.

Rong Li took the chair and sat down: "Chucked the smoke."

Huo Changxun took a fierce sip and spit out a smoke ring skillfully, meaning nothing to pinch the smoke at all: "Lao Tzu is upset."

Rong Li was too lazy to talk to him, cut off his cigarette directly, and pressed it in the ashtray. The cloud was breezy, and he said, "I have not used contraception recently and do not want to smoke second-hand smoke."

No contraception? !

I rely on! Lu Qidong was almost choked by oranges: "Isn't it, having children so early?"

This group of people, less than thirty, refused to enter the tomb of marriage, let alone the most old-fashioned calendar, actually playing unmarried before pregnancy.

Rong Li said lightly: "Well, I want to get married."

When it comes to marriage, he has a soft eyebrow.

I don't know what other people think. Anyway, Lu Qidong smelled a hate to marry.

Huo Changxun was cold-eyed, because he was thinner, and the outline was sharper and sharper: "Damn, what about me?"

The calendar is not clear.

"It's all arranged for you, as long as people appear, you can find them, if people don't show up," he said calmly, "stop, she doesn't have you in her heart."

Huo Changxun snorted.

"Strike?" He held his hand and leaned on the bed, a little irritable, pulling the collar of the sick suit and glancing at Rong Li. "Do you think I am that kind of person?"

If she doesn't come, he will catch her when he turns the sky, and then catch people, she dare to run again, he dare to shut down.

Lu Qidong rolled his eyes: "Why? You still want to force the king to take the bow."

Huo Changxun raised an eyebrow, gloomy: "No?"

Not only does Bawang bow hard, he also wants her to be pregnant with his child, to see if she wants him as his father.

Lu Qidong snorted and threw a petal of orange into his mouth: "Huo Gouzi, **** and rape, please understand."

Huo Changxun licked his teeth and smashed a pillow.

Lu Qidong hides, smiling heartlessly.

Rong Li looked at the time, his slender legs stretched forward, sitting casually: "Your people helped you find it, now it's time to do my business."

One by one, treat buddies as donkeys.

Lu Qidong raised his hand high and made a throwing gesture. The orange peel in his hand entered the trash steadily and securely: "What are you doing?"

Rong Li's words are round and round: "Propose marriage."

Lu Qidong: "..."

Huo Changxun: "..."

He was even more irritable, with a sad face and a bad voice: "Fuck, can't you propose when Lao Tzu is out of love?"

The calendar is not too slow: "No."

"..."

At ten thirty in the evening, Rong Li came back.

Xiao Jinghe heard the sound of opening the door and sat up from the sofa: "I'm back."

There was no rain outside, the dark clouds spread out, and a semicircular moon was caged in the hazy gauze mist, the halo blurred.

Rongli put the umbrella away, came out of the entrance, and walked to the sofa: "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Lu Qidong didn't have a right move, and East and West pulled a bunch of things. Originally, he thought that it would end at 8:30.

He called her to make her go to bed earlier.

The air-conditioning was turned on in the living room and the temperature was cool. She was wearing short-sleeved pajamas and a blanket wrapped around her body: "Waiting for you." Sitting up, the blanket slipped onto her lap. "What's the matter? It's so late."

Rong Li helped her cover the blanket: "Business."

As for the business ...

"Can't tell me?" Xiao Jinghe was curious instead. Rong Li didn't usually hide her, big things or small things, as long as she asked, he would tell her.

This time, the exception.

Rong Li said: "I will tell you later."

She didn't ask any more, and she wore slippers and got up: "Want to eat supper? I'll make it for you."

Rong Li dragged her into his arms: "Don't eat anymore." He hugged for a while before letting go. With a serious tone, he asked her, "I'm going to take a shower, together?"

This invitation, listening to the righteousness.

Xiao Jinghe smiled: "You have broken your studies." Her old antiques also fell in love with Mandarin Duck Bath.

Rong Li's expression was quite unnatural. She didn't look at her. When she stepped in, she was a little annoyed, and she said in her ear, "It's all taught by you."

Well, she taught from the bed to the bathroom.

She also does not deny it.

Rong Li took her, went to the bathroom, closed the door, and kissed her while taking off her clothes slowly.

"Ahe."

"Ok."

He took her hand and put it on his waist: "You are in danger today."

For a while, none of them had contraception.

Xiao Jinghe tilted his head and avoided his kiss: "Do you want to wear it?" She was more obedient in bed, what Rong Li said.

He said, "I don't want to." He added, "I haven't smoked or drank recently."

She followed him: "Then don't wear it."

He kissed her, went to boil water, and then took her to the bathtub.

A night of love until late at night.

After the end, Xiao Jinghe was very tired, and Rong Li was in a state of affairs, completely unsleeping. The phone kept flashing. He picked it up and dimmed the light.

[Rong Li is an early marriage dog! 】

This group of chat names, one glance knows that Lu Qidong just changed it. There are four people in the group, three of them, and Huo Yining who hasn't bubbled for thousands of years.

The first handsome man in the universe is your brother Lu: do n’t use stars, can you use roses?

(End of this chapter)