"I'm sorry!" Yang Yanrong hugged Chai Meimei and wouldn't let go even if he beat me to death: "You can beat me as much as you want. Even if you beat me to death, I will turn into a ghost and haunt you every day."
Chai Meimei burst into tears, but she couldn't kick anymore. She let Yang Yanrong hold her and cried heartbreakingly.
Yang Yanrong knew that she had been wronged, so he let her vent it out, otherwise Chai Meimei might have been holding it in and got sick. He sighed softly, patted Chai Meimei on the shoulder, and said gently: "Cry, it will feel better if you cry. I know it's my fault, but I will take responsibility. You are my angel." Yang Yanrong said, humming a popular song "Angel" in later generations: You are my angel, protect me. Angel, I will never be sad again...
Chai Meimei was attracted by his singing. Gradually, the crying gradually became quieter and turned into subtle sobbing. In the end, even the sobbing disappeared, and she just listened blankly to this song that she had never heard before. Song. Although Yang Yanrong was a second-generation ancestor in his previous life, he was an unlearned and unskilled person, but his voice was excellent. Although he did not dare to compare with singers, he was almost as good as a pop star. In addition, he looked good. Suave, young and rich, he is the dark horse prince in the eyes of countless wealthy ladies. He is also the most admired Wang Laowu among the ladies in the entertainment venue.
Chai Meimei wiped the tears on her face and saw Yang Yanrong smiling evilly at him. Her face suddenly turned red and she turned away, not daring to look at him anymore.
"Does it sound good?" Yang Yanrong smiled, took Chai Meimei's shoulder and made her look at him.
"Yeah! It sounds good." Chai Meimei shyly whispered: "What is an angel?"
Sweat! Only then did Yang Yanrong realize that there was no such thing as an angel in the Song Dynasty in this era. The term angel came from the West. It refers to religious creatures, representing holiness, goodness, messengers of God, and serving spirits. Sent to serve believers who believe in God. Would Chai Meimei ask this?
Yang Yanrong explained patiently: "Angels are the most beautiful goddesses in the sky. They have a pair of snow-white wings and wear snow-white clothes. They are the embodiment of kindness. Just like you, you are my angel."
Chai Meimei's pretty face turned red, she pursed her lips but remained silent. You must know that Princess Chai was extremely beautiful, and she was wearing a plain white gauze skirt. It didn't bother Yang Yanrong that she was an angel. Pass.
Seeing Princess Che's shy look, Yang Yanrong's heart moved. He held up her pretty face and gently pecked her red lips.
"Ah!" Chai Meimei exclaimed and pushed Yang Yanrong away. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
Yang Yanrong was not annoyed. He smiled and said: "Let me tell you a story: When a woman went home at night, she was followed by a perverted man. The woman was very scared and happened to pass by a cemetery. The man was about to come and molest her. At that time, the woman had an idea, walked to a tomb and said, 'Dad, open the door quickly, I'm back.' As a result, the man was so frightened that he ran away."
After hearing this, Chai Meimei chuckled and whispered softly: Huh, you are the pervert. I think that woman is quite smart.
Yang Yanrong, who had good ears, smiled slightly and said: "I haven't finished telling my story yet, so don't draw too many conclusions too early." Then he continued: "When that woman smiled proudly for her own cleverness, who knew? Before the laughter subsided, an eerie voice came from the tomb: My dear daughter, why did you forget to bring the key again? Don't do this next time. As a result, the woman was so frightened that she screamed and ran away."
"Quack!" A night owl happened to fly by and made a strange cry. Chai Meimei was so frightened that he almost screamed. He glared at Yang Yanrong dissatisfiedly and hummed: "You bad guy, you know it."
Scared me." As he said that, he looked around carefully and saw that the sky had darkened, and there was no one around. The whole forest was dark, and the trees were rustling in the wind, which made Princess Chei's heart tremble.
Terrified.
Yang Yanrong took the opportunity to step forward and hug Princess Che in his arms, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm here and I will protect you. I haven't finished telling the story just now, so you continue to listen."
Chai Meimei struggled for a while and then stopped struggling. To be honest, she was too tired today. She was traumatized both physically and mentally that she had never experienced in her life. She grew from a little girl who was inexperienced in the world.
She became a real woman, although she was forced to do so. You must know that in this era, any woman who has lost her detective will be despised by others. Even though Chai Meimei is the noble princess, she will not be immune. If not
Yang Yanrong followed, and I was afraid that Princess Che would really do something stupid.
Now, Chai Meimei has recognized it. Since she has lost her virginity to him, as long as he treats her well, why do she care so much? However, when she thinks of Princess Xinyi Zhao Ziyan, Chai Meimei will feel a hatred from the bottom of her heart.
I can't help it no matter what.
Although this story is quite scary, Chai Meimei always wants to listen to it. Where has she heard of such a novel story? Once the curiosity of a woman is aroused, her courage is extremely amazing.
Yang Yanrong was secretly happy and continued: "At this moment, a tomb robber crawled out of the tomb, looked at the direction in which the woman ran away with a sneer, and said: 'Humph, I'm disturbing my work, I'll scare you to death.
', Suddenly, the tomb robber saw an old man in front of the tombstone, carving the tombstone with a chisel in his hand. The tomb robber asked strangely: 'Old sir, what are you doing, it's so late.'
The old man said angrily: 'My unscrupulous descendants carved all my tombstones wrongly, so I had to change them myself.' When the tomb robber heard this, he screamed strangely and ran away. He watched the tomb robber leave.
In the background, the old man sneered and said: "Humph, compete with me for business, and see if I don't scare you to death." As a result, accidentally, the chisel fell to the ground. The old man was about to bend down to pick it up, but he saw it coming from behind.
A hand stretched out from the grass, and at the same time there was a cold voice: "Ah, it's so abominable to change the name of my mansion randomly." The old man was so frightened that he ran away. Finally, a rag picker
The man crawled out from the grass, picked up the chisel on the ground, and sighed: 'Oh, it's not easy these days to pick up a piece of scrap iron with so much effort!'"
Princess Che held Yang Yanrong's arm tightly, tightening and loosening, loosening and tightening again. After a few times, she also understood that this bad guy told this story to scare her. She couldn't help but feel angry secretly and tried hard.
He punched Yang Yanrong hard on the waist.
"Oh, it hurts..." Yang Yanrong screamed strangely, and the pain made him almost shed tears.