Jing Ming was stunned and looked at him with a strange and complicated expression: "You..."
Chen Ning sneered: "What, are you angry? Do you want to take action?"
Jing Ming was silent for a while and asked: "Are you serious? If I let you go back to sleep, you won't be angry?"
Chen Ning laughed angrily: "Yes, and you have to calculate the interest, pay ten for one, and sleep ten times!"
Every time he talked to this woman, he would be so angry that he wanted to strangle her to death. It was time for her to taste this.
Jing Ming touched his chin: "Your interest rates are a bit high, so loan sharks aren't that harsh."
Chen Ning raised his eyebrows: "I won't bargain!"
Is this violent woman going to hit him next moment?
This time, he will never let her go!
Jing Ming suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him, and suddenly stretched out his hand: "Deal!"
Chen Ning: "..."
He gritted his teeth and sneered: "Do you know what you promised?"
A bright smile appeared on Jingming's baby's face: "Hehehe, I know."
Chen Ning looked at her with an expression like, oh, there is such a good thing.
Suddenly, I didn't know whether I was embarrassing her or myself by making this request.
Jing Ming looked at his expression as if he had knocked over a palette, and asked a little cautiously: "Or do you think the interest is too little, how about I give you one to twelve?";
Give away two more times?
Chen Ning laughed angrily, pinched her chin, and looked around: "I've known you for a long time, why didn't I notice that you were so promiscuous? Did you cheat on some man who slept with you that night? You
Do you know how to write the word shame?"
These words were almost insulting, but Jing Ming only frowned, as if he couldn't understand what Chen Ning said.
"No, because you were the man that night, so I felt quite happy. Do you have any objections?"
She paused and tilted her head to look at him: "As for whether other men will make me happy, I never assume that nothing has happened."
Chen Ning: "..."
He has opinions. What opinions can he have against this strange woman who never plays her cards right?
Normally, a woman would be angry after hearing his words, but she asked him what he thought?
But it was undeniable that what she said - she felt happy because it was him, really calmed down the anger in his heart.
but……
Chen Ning sneered and suddenly took a step forward, forcing Jing Ming to take a step back and lean on the pergola.
She raised her head to look at him and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"Since we agreed to pay twelve for one, shall we practice first?" Chen Ning leaned forward slightly, placed one hand on the side of her face, and asked calmly.
Jingming looked around, feeling a little embarrassed: "Is this...here? It doesn't look good, right? In broad daylight..."
Chen Ning: "...What are you looking forward to?"
Jingming's baby's face turned red and he coughed lightly: "Didn't you say you wanted to practice?"
Chen Ning reached out and clasped the back of her head, lowered his head and kissed her lips harshly and roughly: "At least practice this first..."
His mouth was bitten by her that day.
Jing Ming was stunned for a moment.
She stared at him blankly, thinking to herself, this man's eyelashes are really long.
He must be kissing her.
"Close your eyes!" Chen Ning couldn't help but blush slightly, gritting his teeth and humming between her lips.
Where is there a woman like her?
Jing Ming tried to follow his example and closed his eyes, stretched out his small tongue and licked him, and the next moment, his whole lips and tongue fell into his lips.
The faint mint smell of Chen Ning was on her lips, which was refreshing.
"Well... um..."
The two of them explored and kissed each other awkwardly and awkwardly, and the cool breeze blew gently, intertwining their hair.
…
After a long time, the two slowly separated, each other's lips were slightly red, swollen and moist.
Chen Ning panted lightly, placing his hands on the sides of Jing Ming's face, trying to calm his breathing.
Seeing the confused and rosy look on Jingming's baby's face, his heart suddenly softened, and he reached out to rub her lips and wipe away the water stains he had left.
Jing Ming lowered his head and murmured: "Are you done practicing?"
Chen Ning raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Why, you still haven't finished what you meant?"
Jing Ming raised his eyes and looked at him, his eyes still a little confused and fascinated, but he suddenly said to himself: "Of course I know how to write shame, and I never stick to others."
After saying that, she suddenly punched Chen Ning in the stomach with her fist.
Chen Ning was unprepared. His face turned pale in an instant, and he bent over, almost kneeling on the ground. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was speechless for a moment.
Jing Ming lowered his head and snorted coldly: "Also, it's none of your business whether I'm a prostitute or not. Take care of yourself. Just wait for me after you wash it off at night. If you take advantage, you'll stop talking nonsense. Do you understand?"
After saying that, she rubbed her fists, turned around and left.
Chen Ning sat on the ground, waiting for there to be no one around. After a while, he suddenly couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha..."
He raised his eyes and casually brushed away the strands of hair that fell in front of his eyes, revealing a pair of cold eyes and a slightly evil smile, without the usual straight and steady appearance.
It seems that Jing Ming is not completely naive and ignorant of the world. He obviously knows it in his heart and understands it very well.
It's just that her reaction is completely different from ordinary girls.
It's because of his own strength that he can live such a simple life, which is quite enviable.
Chen Ning hummed softly and stood up slowly while holding on to the pergola.
He squinted his eyes and rubbed his lower abdomen. The hard muscles there hurt when touched. He licked the corner of his lower lip with the tip of his tongue: "Tsk, that's pretty harsh."
One to twelve times, she was right, he made money.
In this case, he would always find it back at night, with the capital and profit.
…
At night, in the room, Ming Lanruo was writing a letter when he saw Cang Qiao coming back from bathing.
She calmly folded the letters in her hand and put them aside, took another letter and put it in front of Cang Qiao: "Read the new report from the capital."
Cang Qiao noticed her little movements, wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief, sat down with a half-smile, and opened the letter casually.
After a moment, he raised his eyes: "Have you reconciled with your second sister?"
Ming Lanruo took a knife and peeled the peach and said: "Not really, I don't want to make dad sad, I just want her to show her value."
Cang Qiao curled her lips: "You are still soft-hearted."
Ming Lanruo watched herself peeling and accidentally cut off a piece of skinned peach flesh. She picked it up casually and stuffed it into her mouth: "Yeah, I'm not soft-hearted, how can I be bullied by you like this?"
Cang Qiao couldn't see it, so he put his long fingers into her mouth and pulled out the piece of skinned peach meat: "How old are you, why do you put everything in your mouth like a child?"
There are still peach hairs on the peach skin.
Ming Lanruo raised her eyebrows and bit his white and tender fingertips like green onions: "In the five years of being imprisoned, I have eaten a lot worse things than this."
What's a peach with skin on? It's so pretentious.
Cang Qiao paused, feeling a slight pain from her bite on her fingertips, which spread down her wrist to the bottom of her heart.
He lowered his phoenix eyes: "Ruoruo, are you still blaming your uncle?"
He asked this question as a relative.
Ming Lanruo looked at his slightly pale face, loosened her lips, lay on the table, raised her eyes and looked at him lazily: "Little uncle peel the peaches for me, so I won't be angry."
This sentence was answered by her as the little girl who sat on his lap back then.
I don’t know if this man is really sentimental, or if he is afraid that she will settle old scores and act like she is now, tsk tsk...
However, she did fall for his trick.
Cang Qiao paused, then casually took the peach that she had peeled into pits, smiled, and began to peel it carefully.
"What do you think of this person who has been carefully raised by the prince?"
He chopped the peaches piece by piece on the white jade plate, and the clear peach juice dripped down his green-white fingertips.
Ming Lanruo looked a little fascinated. She liked his hands, which were long and white, with delicate joints and a slight pink tint at the joints.
She likes the way he holds the exploiting knife and peels the fruit.
"Not very much. I can't think of anyone else who can pose a big threat to me." Ming Lanruo lazily held her forehead and looked at his hands stained with peach juice.
Every time he gets a little callus from sword practice, he soaks it in warm milk, honey and rose flower juice, nourishes his hands, removes the callus, and then applies white jade grease to maintain it.
I pay more attention to the cleanliness of my hands than anyone else and wear gloves at all times to keep my hands sensitive and delicate.
Over time, his hands became much more beautiful than those of ordinary women.
However, it was in order to have a precise feel when controlling various weapons to kill, that's why he maintained these hands so carefully.
Of course, because of this, she herself has experienced the ultimate touch of these beautiful and dangerous hands.