I send love to Lao Gong [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Luo got the medicine he wanted as he wished, and whispered a few words to the servant who followed him, watching his running back, with a smile on his lips.

After a pause, I felt a little wretched. I asked the system: "Is it too despicable for you to say that I am like this?"

Isn't it a bit inappropriate to lock Yang Caisheng and Yang Caijia who have been drugged together?

System: "..." What do you want me to say.

After a pause, the system still couldn't bear his anxiety, and took the initiative to say: "Actually, even if you don't take it, Yang Caisheng is going to give you the medicine today. After all, it's hard for you to get out of that ivory tower. If you still can't get it, He can't guarantee that the An family will always be on his side."

After hearing this, Jiang Luo's mood was much higher, and he even felt like watching a play.

System: "..." I knew that question was just for peace of mind. After all, Jiang Luo didn't really do anything bad, and it's normal to have obstacles.

The system opened the video for him maliciously.

Because there are so many people in Yang's house, even if there are many people in black around Jiang Luo, they can't guarantee that everything will be covered. The Yang family is also afraid that he will be bumped into, so they arranged a room for him to rest.

Jiang Luo was indeed a little tired from standing, but instead of going to the room specially prepared for him, he went directly to the place where Qiu He lived temporarily during this period.

Qiu He wanted to take care of a large piece of flowers and plants in the backyard, so he didn't have time to accompany him for the time being, so Jiang Luo could only lie on the bed where Qiu He's breath still remained, greedily breathing every trace of Qiu He's breath in the air, All the systems watching were blushing and couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Jiang Luocai didn't care about the mental health of the single system, covered Qiu He's quilt, suck|sucked his smell, watched Yang Caisheng's real-time video as a way to pass the time, and waited for Qiu He's return.

Yang Caisheng was surprised when he saw Jiang Luo's close servant. After all, he never thought that he would send Mr. An to his door before he had time to find Mr. An, but he was not happy because Mr. An was very Maybe to make it clear to him.

Yang Caisheng hastily pushed the work in hand, and made enough mental preparations to go to the appointment.

He tightly held the medicine powder in his hand, it was a powerful medicine he specially asked for, one was given to Yang Caijia, and the other was kept by himself for Mr. An.

After today, Yang Caijia will be able to completely take Qiu He under her skirts, and he will be able to successfully marry Mr. An. Everyone is so happy. Thinking about it this way, the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile first, and he was even more proud and graceful. Good son.

He raised his feet and went to the room where Jiang Luo was resting. When he arrived, there was no one in the room. After giving some instructions, he looked at the teacup on the table. Just in case he was thirsty later, he sprinkled all the powder in his hand into it.

Sitting peacefully on the stool, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was waiting with determination.

She had no idea that it was not the An family's young master who was rushing to this room at this time, but his dear younger brother, Yang Caijia, who was in a daze after drinking and was drugged and urgently needed to be comforted by a man.

Jiang Luo pursed his lips to see that he couldn't sit still anymore, and now he was restless on the stool, tugging at Yang Caisheng, who was tugging at the skirt of his clothes, and turned off the video.

after all--

Yang Caisheng, whose true nature has been stimulated by drugs, will probably be extremely eye-catching in his next performance, and he doesn't want to ruin the Three Views yet.

Coincidentally, the sound of anxious footsteps came from outside the door.

Qiu He hastily opened the door and came in, seeing him lying crookedly on the bed|, he was relieved.

Jiang Luo turned over and lay on the edge of the bed with his chin in his hands, looking at him with raised eyes: "What are you in a hurry for?"

Qiu He took off his coat, hung it on a hanger at one side, walked over and squatted down: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just afraid that you will be bored." I'm also afraid that you will be discovered by others.

After all, this is not their home, and it is still the Yang family.

If Young Master An didn't allow him to turn against the Yang family now, he would have brought Young Master An to the An family to propose marriage.

He made a special trip to move his business to the capital this time, not only for making money, but more importantly, for Young Master An.

He thought that Mr. An would like the capital, the place where he grew up.

Jiang Luo pulled the quilt: "If you don't come back, I'll go to sleep."

Qiu He pinched his chin with his fingers and lifted it up: "Can you sleep without me by your side?"

Jiang Luo pursed his lips, reached out and hugged his waist, and rubbed his face against his rough cloth: "I can't sleep."

Sighing slightly, Qiu He pulled back the quilt, stretched his long|legs onto the bed, pulled Jiang Luo into his arms, and stroked his back: "Little villain, tell me about the aphrodisiac medicine that you just used What's wrong?"

Jiang Luo raised his head slightly, and kissed his mouth. His soft tongue penetrated into his mouth, and traces of body fluid slid down the corner of his mouth until he was out of breath. Push Qiu He away.

Qiu He stretched out his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, leaving crystal saliva, stuffed it into his own mouth and licked|licked it: "Why are you so enthusiastic, your tongue is going to be numb."

After finally panting evenly, Jiang Luo half raised his face: "That's because I'm giving you medicine."

Qiu He was startled, and threw himself down, crushing Jiang Luo's wrist so much that he couldn't move. He licked the corner of his mouth with a sinister arc: "Then, please young master An to serve you well today."

Jiang Luo could only move his toes all over his body, and still said stubbornly: "Oh, how can my young master of the An family know how to serve people?"

Qiu He's big head was buried in the socket of his neck, and he took a deep breath: "It smells so good."

Uncomfortable being itched by his frizzy hair, Jiang Luo turned his face away: "That's your smell." Just coming out of the flower garden must have a floral fragrance.

Qiu He shook his head, a few strands of hair fell on Jiang Luo's neck, and his skin was slightly reddened by the itching: "No, baby, it's your smell. Why do you smell so good?"

Jiang Luo was so uncomfortable being rubbed by him, he raised his neck impatiently, and squinted his eyes: "No, it's not my smell, no, no."

Qiu He hugged him tightly: "Baby, I miss you so much, I miss you in my dreams, baby, you smell so sweet, I can lick it, can I lick it?"

Although it was just a question, before Jiang Luo could answer, a greasy feeling was already flooding his chin.

His twin's physique couldn't stand such teasing at all, and his body became weak after a while, the corners of his eyes were red, tears hung on his cheeks, and he cried out Qiu He's name.

"Baby, it's okay, don't be afraid, why are you so fragrant, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake still tastes like plum blossom cakes, baby, you are not a flower demon, you are a dim sum master, the soft|soft taste is really good."

Being bullied too hard by Qiu He, Jiang Luo finally burst into tears, and fiercely |inserted| inserted her fingers into Qiu He's hair: "No, I'm human, no, Qiu He, please, let me go. "

Qiu He was vague: "Let go of you, you will run away."

Jiang Luo continued to cry, sobbing: "No, no, I will be very obedient, really, Qiu He."

Afraid that he would not believe it, Jiang Luo hugged Qiu He tightly, and used his body to hug his slightly cool clothes.

Qiu He was also afraid that it would be too much and he would be angry, so he let out a slight sigh and let go: "Then tell me, what the hell did you do just now?"

The hot breath fell on the itchy place, which was even more uncomfortable than before. Jiang Luo covered his eyes with the back of his hand to block the misty mist: "Not at all."

Qiu He suddenly turned sharply, and Jiang Luo, who hadn't caught his breath in fright, quickly raised his legs, shrank back two or three points, and his eyes were trembling: "You, what are you going to do?"

Qiu He: "Say it or not." The strength in his hand is not deceiving, Jiang Luo shuddered and burst into tears, "I say, I say, I say."

With tears in his eyes, he spoke out his plan intermittently, and at the end he stared at his red eyes as if warning or pleading: "I, I said, don't touch me first, I will wait, wait Still going to catch rape."

Qiu He twisted him: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Luo raised his neck and screamed loudly: "No, I, I just..." He sucked in the thin oxygen around him, "No, don't pinch me, I won't do anything."

But after leaving Qiu He's hand, he felt inexplicably empty in his heart. He rubbed over, pressed his body tightly on Qiu He's shoulder, and asked pitifully, "Are you angry?"

Qiu He: "How do you know that Yang Caisheng has such a habit?"

Under the palm of his hand is white|smooth|tender skin, and a slender and fragile neck. His current power level has been completely warmed up, even one level higher than before rebirth.

As long as he exerts a little force, this proud white swan will fall powerlessly in his arms.

Jiang Luo didn't know anything about his full of malice, and even raised his neck to let his palm run across his Adam's apple, and his crisp|crisp|itchy body immediately softened into a puddle of water.

Jiang Luo's voice was stuttering, with rapid panting: "He took in a girl before, and he thought he killed the little girl, and the servants threw it directly in the mass grave. Later, the girl's brother rescued the girl. .”

Jiang Luo, who finally recovered his breath, took a deep breath, and returned to the frivolity of a rich boy, hugging his neck, pressing his lips on his cheek and blowing gently.

"That girl's brother sold his sister because he wanted to treat the youngest brother in the family, but he didn't expect that her sister didn't go to be a servant girl, but someone did that kind of thing. I have kindness to that brother, he couldn't bear me to marry him, so he came to tell me."

No matter what he said, Qiu He would believe it, but——

He pursed his lips: "Did you really lock Yang Caisheng and Yang Caijia together?"

Jiang Luo stared: "Why, didn't you two divorce, why do you still care about him so much?"

Qiu He comfortingly kissed|kissed the corner of his mouth: "I didn't mean that, it's just that they are brothers after all, why are you so-so-"

Jiang Luo turned his face away: "Then you go, it may be too late to save people now, Yang Caijia's life will be in danger if you go too late, after all, there are all kinds of shady props hidden everywhere in the room. "

Qiu He: "You mean?"

Needless to say, it was originally intended to be used on Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo closed his eyes and covered the quilt: "Close the door for me when I leave. Since I am not going to catch rape, I just happened to sleep. Tell people outside to call me at night, and I will go back by myself."

Qiu He panicked, and quickly lifted the quilt to press him: "An Ning, don't be angry, I didn't mean it, I just..."

Jiang Luo didn't even open his eyes: "It's okay, I know, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

The dried petals that came from no one knew where, sprinkled on the bed|The aroma was compelling, Qiu He took out a handkerchief with an unknown faint fragrance and gently wiped away the light tears that had almost dried up at the corners of his eyes : "Don't be angry, I didn't say what you did was wrong, the two of the Yang family are used to doing evil and bullying others, this is just a small punishment for them, I just feel, feel..."

I can do some things, but I don't want my pure and lovely angel to be contaminated with any evil aura, even if he turns into a little devil, he is still an awesome little devil, Qiu He really doesn't want him to get involved in these dirty things.

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes and rubbed his head against the palm of his hand: "I'm just repaying the other person in the same way. If you don't want me to catch the adulterer, then I won't go. Someone will go for me anyway." of."

After all, if Yang Caisheng wanted Mr. An to admit this relationship, it couldn't happen quietly, it must be seen by others, but he originally arranged for the servants of the Yang family and a few friends who had made good friends with him on weekdays , but now Jiang Luo has arranged for some people to settle down.

Also—the props prepared by Yang Caisheng, which were originally intended to be used to train Young Master An after everyone knew he had left, would also be stimulated by drugs to be used in advance. |Medicine, Yang Caisheng probably can't either.

Only by relying on such things can he obtain the ultimate happiness.

Qiu He sighed slightly.

At first, he only thought that An Ning was a young master who didn't know much about the world, but he didn't expect that he was actually a little villain inside.

but--

This seems to be more exciting, no matter what kind of villain it is, it is still his ancestor, so what if you don't like it.

Jiang Luo had to go back at night, and probably had a long talk with Mr. An, Qiu He didn't dare to torment him, so he could only hug him and kiss|kiss|touch really to sleep with him for a while.

Enjoy this afternoon of stolen pleasure.

*****

"Help, Yang Caisheng is going to kill someone, help, come and save me."

Because of Yang Caisheng's instructions, no one would come to this secluded small courtyard except for a few people he arranged, but at this time, Jiang Luo called people from the An family to pick him up, and it happened that the Yang family knew the inside story I also felt that it didn't matter if the An family saw it, so you went in together.

A pig-like scream was heard from a distance, and before everyone could react, Yang Caijia ran out with her hair disheveled and naked|exposing her body.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, seeing that his white skin was covered with blood-red scars one after another, the bruises on his arms and thighs, and the spots on the ground all showed that he was in the small room just now. What happened in the house.

Regardless of everyone's surprised expressions, Yang Caijia didn't have time to cover her naked body, and hurriedly hid in the arms of the front one in the line.

That person happened to be the steward of An's family, and he recognized Yang Caijia at the first sight, but now that the beauty was in his arms, his face turned pale, and his arms seemed to hold a way to survive, and a pinch of flames might burst out at any time. on him.

He hurriedly pulled Yang Caijia out of his arms. Although she was not wearing clothes, he was respectful enough: "Young master, you..."

"Help, he's going to kill me, ahh, help me quickly."

Before the man finished speaking, Yang Caijia was as slippery as a loach after the rain, and directly slipped under the armpit of the man who raised his hand, and fell into the arms of the next man.

The man's arms were empty, and before he breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his face and met the blood-red angry eyes of another Young Master Yang. He was still completely naked|naked, and he was naked|exposing his masculine dignity.

He has never seen such an explosive scene before, he took a deep breath before thinking about it, feeling that he seemed to see something extraordinary, the breath seemed to be stagnated in his chest, and his breath stopped for a moment, his eyes fell firmly on the young master On the thick black whip in his hand.

Pa Pa Pa waved in the air a few times, the air in front of them was shaking, everyone recovered from the panic, turned around quickly in fright, and fled in a panic.

Several friends who had made good friends with Yang Caisheng saw him waving the whip at everyone as if possessed by evil spirits, and shouted about Yang Caijia's appearance, so they hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, wanting to persuade him to go back to the room .

Yang Caisheng, who had just taken the medicine, was only stimulated to have evil thoughts. When he saw Yang Caijia, he saw the pair of misty eyes that were coquettish intentionally or unintentionally, and immediately reacted. Contaminated with aphrodisiacs, and happened to meet Yang Caijia who came to find Mr. An.

At the moment, the desire arises, and I can't bear it any longer. Even if I know that it is Yang Caijia, I can't control the effect of the medicine rolling in my body. Pressing Yang Caijia, I want to strip his clothes.

Yang Caijia originally thought that Qiu He was waiting for her in this room, but she didn't expect that a man exuding the smell of male hormones rushed over as soon as she opened the door, and hugged her full of masculinity. At the two ends of the nose, his sensitive body became hot as he teased.

Yang Caijia was originally a man who puts pleasure first. After drinking some wine, he just lacked the nourishment of a man. Unexpectedly, someone came to the door, and immediately hooked the man's neck with his soft and boneless arms, and pressed his soft lips|petals against him. The warm breath was blowing in his ears, and he called his brother in a delicate voice.

Unexpectedly, a brother's voice brought Yang Caisheng back to his senses, put a distance between the two of them, and scolded: "It's you?"

He still had doubts in his heart just now, how could it be such a coincidence, he was drugged, and then Yang Caijia came in, he even thought that the person who came to find him just now was sent by Yang Caijia, after all, Yang Caijia also had a medicine powder share.

Yang Caisheng pinched his chin, and his eyes slowly faded: "You want to climb into my bed? Then you want the protection of the Yang family?"

It is still unknown who she will marry in the future, but Yang Caijia is a pleasure-seeking person, and she will inevitably be disgusted when she marries into her husband's family. If she has the help of her natal family, the queen's life will not be difficult.

Although Yang Caijia didn't know what he meant, but she rolled her eyes a few times, and it was obvious that he was in the embarrassment of being drugged, so she bent her knees and kicked Yang Caisheng: "Why, good brother, do you want to?"

Yang Caisheng's ambiguous words sounded like he had directly admitted it. Normally, Yang Caisheng would definitely beat him out, but today——

He looked at Yang Caijia who was pink|tender and charming after being moved, swallowed hard, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down two points.

This is a side courtyard, as long as Yang Caisheng orders it to go down, no one will come for the time being.

But he didn't know that the people outside had been manipulated by Jiang Luo long ago, and there would be no fewer people who should come, and even some more.

Both of them were people who had experienced strong winds and heavy rains. Seeing his eagerness, Yang Caijia sent herself to his mouth with a hook.

The mind was chaotic, like sinking in the sea, Yang Caisheng lost himself in an instant, picked up Yang Caijia and went into the back room.

This is a dewy marriage, Yang Caisheng covets her, she can get the protection of the Yang family, everything is perfect.

The only thing Yang Caijia didn't expect was——

Yang Caisheng would use those props on himself.

The front is fine, but it's a pity that Yang Caisheng is in high spirits, but his spirit is always listless. A little prop can add to the fun, and Yang Caijia also likes it, but it doesn't mean that he likes the pain of being whipped, especially in the end Yang Caisheng is like crazy It seems that I want to pump myself to death on the bed|.

Yang Caijia, who had a premonition that he would really be killed by Yang Caisheng, opened the door and called for help regardless of his nakedness. He didn't care what was going to happen next, but he didn't want to play himself to death yet.

The situation was chaotic, and the people outside were attracted by the shouts that almost pierced the sky in the yard. Although there were people blocking it, after all, the incident happened suddenly, and many people watched it.

In the evening, Jiang Luo listened to the boy's report, turned on the video to enjoy the good show, and left without even saying hello.

After all, the current Yang family probably doesn't know how to face themselves. It will take some time for them to organize their words.

But Jiang Luo was obviously wrong. That night, Jiang Luo saw Yang Caisheng again.

It's just that at this time Yang Caisheng no longer had the warmth and vigor of before, and the gloomy black air around him was so thick that it almost condensed into substance and dripped out. He knelt upright in front of An's courtyard and buried his head deeply.

Jiang Luo entered the hall without looking sideways, without giving him a look.

It's already this time, and they still want to use Anjia.

Yang Caisheng's legs obviously moved, but he didn't stand up in the end, he just raised his head and opened his mouth to beg pitifully: "Tranquility..."

The moment he passed by him, Jiang Luo paused, and went in without saying a word.

It was Mr. An who asked him to come here. Although he didn't know the specific reason, it had nothing to do with the events of the past few days.

Mr. An is over 50 years old, and his mental outlook has always been good, but today he has a sad look on his face, and he sighed again the moment he saw Jiang Luo: "Xiao Ning, why don't you let daddy worry. "

Jiang Luo sat directly below, stretched out his hand and took an orange from the fruit plate of the little table and put it in his hand: "Daddy, why don't I let you worry, I have already said that Yang Caisheng is not reliable , you always don’t believe me, now after investigation, you should believe me.”

Mr. An's face darkened: "An Ning, your aunt died in childbirth just to give birth to you. Are you worthy of him by making such a mess?"

An Ning's Ah Mo is just a concubine of Mr. An, but ever since he entered the gate of An's family, Mr. An has held him in his hands like a treasure, and he can't be touched.

Everyone thought that it was because Mr. An liked this little concubine too much, but the deceased little concubine and Jiang Luo both knew that they were wrong, not only wrong, but also outrageously wrong.

Even if Mr. An has feelings for An Ning's Ah Mo, it can only be guilt, and it is impossible to be associated with the word liking. What's more, he may not even have guilt, otherwise he would not return after An Ning's Ah Mo died. Keep taking advantage of Tranquility.

Put An Ning under the target of everyone forever and attract everyone's gunfire.

Intrigue is never lacking in the Shen family compound. Every dark corner is full of various conflicts of interest. Everyone uses [-] martial arts for money and reputation, even Mr. An is no exception.

It's just that he didn't want to get anything, but to protect the most important person in his life, a woman he loved deeply.

He is the head of the family, countless people's eyes are on him, and countless people are trying their best to climb into his bed. The woman he loves is always in danger of being assassinated.

It was impossible for Mr. An to guard that poor woman's side all day and all night, and he was also afraid that other people's protection would not be adequate. He finally came up with an excellent idea in his fear.

To shoot the bird in the head, as long as you push out an insignificant person as a shield, firmly keep the person he loves behind, and attract most of the artillery fire, it will be simple, and An Ning's Ah Mo is Mr. An The best object to choose from.

She has a cowardly personality, and her natal family is only a small and wealthy family, and there is no big background behind her. Even if she is bullied, she can only swallow all the bitterness back into her stomach with a smile, and even dare not go to Ann after learning the truth. Confront him in front of the old man.

An Ning's Ah Mo has been in poor health, and in the end she bled profusely during childbirth. After all, she still couldn't hold on and passed away.

In fact, the main reason is not that she was born weak, but because she often inhales or takes various poisons for various reasons, resulting in a weak body.

It's just that what God didn't expect was that the child was born as a new shield, because the woman Mr. An loved was also pregnant.

An Ning knew from a young age that his father would give him endless rights and freedom, but he was unwilling to look at him, let alone talk to him, and hug him like the father in the storybook.

So he quarreled and tried to attract his father's attention, but what he got in exchange was always his father's compromise and retreat. In the end, he gradually understood that it wasn't that his father loved him, but that his father didn't want to care about him.

Afterwards, An Ning developed an obedient and quiet temperament, staying in the room to read scripts when he had nothing to do, and occasionally going to the streets to play when he was bored. It's just his own large bank that will never refuse.

So... It's not that Mr. An doesn't understand what happened to Yang Caisheng, it's just that the matter has already been decided, and he is too lazy to figure it out. After all, some time ago was the day when his beloved son went to Beijing to catch the exam. How could Mr. An know the difference? Mind other things.

Jiang Luo looked up, saw the unreasonable lonely expression on his face when he looked at her, and sneered: "Why, Dad, haven't you always been responsive to my requests, why are you unwilling to let go of this matter? "

Jiang Luo didn't seem to see Mr. An's increasingly gloomy expression, and continued on his own: "Apart from these things in the Yang family now, even if Dad is busy, he still has to find time to cancel the engagement, doesn't he?"

After a pause, he said again: "What if I embarrass my brother?"

Mr. An looked at him fixedly, his eyes were silent, neither wind nor waves.

Jiang Luo didn't look at him at all, and turned a blind eye.

After a long time, with a long sigh, Mr. An stood up, as if he wanted to walk in his direction but stopped abruptly: "An Ning, it's Daddy who is sorry for you."

Jiang Luo's face was slightly stiff, and he put the orange back in his hand without saying a word, and sat there a little awkwardly, still tilting his head and pursing his lips without speaking.

Mr. An: "Stop making trouble, An Ning."

Jiang Luo's jaw trembled slightly, he slid down the chair, and fell to his knees with a plop: "Daddy, I beg you."

Mr. An took a breath: "An Ning, is he treating you well?"

After a pause, Jiang Luo's voice was full of illusory happiness: "He is the first person in this world who treats me well, and he is also the best person in this world. He loves me, Daddy."

Mr. An pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Luo gritted his teeth, and kowtowed hard, and there was a loud sound when his forehead hit the ground, which seemed to startle Mr. An, who immediately stepped forward and squatted down| Bi Jiangluo turned his head to avoid it.

Jiang Luo: "Daddy, please, let my son... live for himself once."

Like a big bell hitting violently, Mr. An's head was in a daze, his ears suddenly buzzed, and he staggered two steps.

Jiang Luo: "Daddy, big brother has grown up and is capable of protecting himself. No one in the back house will do him any harm. Daddy, please pamper me one last time."

With a bang, Mr. An fell sideways on the stool, in a trance.

Jiang Luo knocked three times quickly, stood up hastily, turned around and left as if fleeing, when he put his hand on the doorknob, Jiang Luo suddenly stopped, without turning back, his voice was cold: "I think if my mother If she can live a few more years, she should also regret giving birth to me."

"I'll move out as soon as possible, after all..." Jiang Luo choked up a little, but still pulled himself together and pretended to be relaxed, "I'm no longer needed here."

Without waiting for Mr. An's reaction, Jiang Luo ran out in a panic.

System: "The acting skills are not bad, have you improved?"

Jiang Luo wiped the tears from his cheeks, and said modestly: "It's okay, I haven't experienced this kind of grievances from wealthy families, I can only imagine according to my own imagination, and it's not working properly."

System: "..." Not only did you eat your old Gong's dog food, but you also ate your family's happiness. Your father dotes on your relatives' food. It's not easy to be a system these days.

Mr. An never looked for him again, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed to see him or didn't want to see him at all. After all, there was no need to hold people who were worthless.

Qiu He is here.

For Qiu He's appearance, Jiang Luo was not surprised but surprised.

He had just finished his dinner that day, and the door was pushed open again before the maid who had left the meal closed the door for half a cup of tea. Jiang Luo thought they had forgotten something.

He was lying on the bed|reading the script without even lifting his eyelids.

It wasn't until the familiar smell hit his nostrils that he slowly put down the script and let himself be embraced by the tall man.

Jiang Luo sniffed: "I thought you would come two days ago."

Qiu He's throat choked: "Sorry, it took me a while to come in."

Jiang Luo shook his head: "Did he make things difficult for you?"

Qiu He sat down next to him, hugged his head and pressed it against his chest, with a pretended relaxed smile on the corner of his mouth: "No, we had a peaceful negotiation just now."

Jiang Luo couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud. Even though the laughter was still low, the atmosphere was much lighter anyway.

He tugged at the hem of Qiu He's clothes, his voice trembling slightly: "What did he... tell you?"

Qiu He stroked his head, inserted his five fingers into his smooth and soft hair, and paused for a while before saying, "He told me everything."

After a while, it seemed that he was reluctant but had to say, Qiu He twisted uncomfortably: "He also asked me to convey a word to you, and he said he was sorry."

Before Jiang Luo could speak, Qiu He pressed his head with his palm, and squeezed hard towards his arms, covering up the words just now in a panic: "An Ning, I love you, I will always love you, I only love you."

I have heard this sentence thousands of times, and it stands to reason that Jiang Luo has long been used to it, but at this moment, he is really like the wronged little son of the An family, hugging Qiu He's strong waist tightly, dragging Crying and said: "I know, I know, that's why I went to find you, I know you love me, you know."

Jiang Luo sobbed: "I don't forgive him, Qiu He, I really don't forgive him."

On the surface, Mr. An's life is glamorous, but secretly, how many times he was poisoned, how many times he was dumb, and how many times he suffered from dumbness is countless. He doesn't even know how many perpetrators there are.

It was impossible for Jiang Luo to forgive him instead of An Ning, and it was impossible for An Ning himself to let go of those dark days.

An Ning was able to live safely until now, not because Mr. An loved him dearly, but because it was difficult to create a shield after his death.

It was like suddenly letting go of the stone that had been pressing on my heart for more than ten years. Suddenly, the blood flowed smoothly, and my whole body was indescribably refreshing and smooth. Even my breathing seemed to be much easier.

Qiu He ran along the back of his neck, pressed against his earlobe and asked softly: "An Ning, come with me, I'll take you back to the countryside, to the small house where we got married, can we live together, just the two of us?" indivual."

Originally, he wanted to transfer the business to the capital, but obviously the young master doesn't like it here, so he can live anywhere.

Warm breath sprayed on his neck, Jiang Luo shrank his neck and nodded: "Okay."

With a slight curvature on the corners of Qiu He's lips, he rolled onto the bed, pulled him into his arms with his long hands, pressed his lips tightly against his cheeks, and took a deep breath: "Before we leave, we... ...Leave an unforgettable memory, okay?"

He brought a newly developed ointment, like face powder, with the smell of pastries, and it can still be eaten, even if it is accidentally eaten, it will still be sweet.

Lick it and your teeth will be fragrant.

Jiang Luo tilted his neck back, revealing a large piece of white|smooth|tender skin.

The wooden bed creaked and swayed back and forth, and the boy guarding the door was tired of listening. He blushed hotly, and hurriedly hid in front of the Langfang to watch the two cats fight. He was ashamed again, and the tips of his ears were red all over the place. He turned around and went to the backyard indiscriminately.

This time, the young master should not have anything to order, so it's okay to walk away for a while, oh, it's okay to walk away for a while.