The Honor of the Red Chamber

As soon as Jia Rong's figure stood still in the bedroom, the door was closed with a "snap". As soon as Jia Rong turned her head, she saw Jia Qiang leaning against the door with a smile, wearing a brand-new pink thin gown, lining out a The handsome face that is as bright as a rose, with a ambiguous atmosphere, is three points more handsome than Jia Rong, even Baoyu is not as handsome, the eyes are narrow and long, but the eyes are clear and steady, which is beyond Jia Rong's expectation.

Although Jia Qiang's appearance lacks the masculine masculinity that Jia Rong has always admired, it is not as feminine as Baoyu's. Lips are not exclusive.

The two hugged each other tightly, their lips and tongues intertwined for a moment, the sound of water tsk tsk, Jia Rong was calm and composed, kissing at a leisurely pace, probing deeply and shallowly from time to time, entangled and sucked, but Jia Qiang's breath was a little unsteady, and she was surprised Jia Rong's initiative made him feel numb all over. When he wanted to push Jia Rong away, he had no strength left. He let Jia Rong take off his clothes and rubbed them all over, especially the important parts. During the cup of tea, Jia Qiang couldn't stand upright, panting and leaned on Jia Rong's body, and Jia Rong grabbed him onto the bed and parted her fair and slender legs.

Jia Rong flicked the other party's beautiful organs jokingly, which caused Jia Qiang to tremble all over. She gave him a blank look, which was not powerful, but brighter.

"Why are you looking for me now? It's already a mess outside, so you're not afraid of those gossips anymore? It's not a glorious thing to do something like this."

Jia Rong leaned over and licked Jia Qiang's collarbone, while speaking vaguely, in three short sentences, she said three things in succession.

What happened to Jia Rong, the entire family, and the masters all knew what they should know. Jia Zhen could suppress Youshi from speaking and forced her son to endure humiliation and silence, but she couldn't deal with Jia Qiang who also knew the inside story. He is the only seedling of the Ning family. Although his parents are both dead and his performance is limited, he is different from other children after all. Jia Zhen can only find a way to separate him from the house.

Jia Qiang is a smart and transparent person, and she knows all the filth in the house. After all, she has a close relationship with Jia Rong. She is not worth it for Jia Rong. Feeling more and more sorry, the relationship between the two finally deteriorated. If Jia Rong hadn't suddenly fallen and injured and interrupted the relationship between the two, I'm afraid the last taboo would be broken and they would really do something immoral.

Although the relationship was only broken for two months, it continued in the end, but it was cheaper. Today's Jia Rong doesn't care about love affairs at all, and he doesn't even have the slightest idea that the two of them are cousins. Will you be taboo?

It turned out that when Jia Qiang and Jia Rong got along, it was Jia Qiang who took the initiative and Jia Rong who was passive. However, they hadn't seen each other for two months, and the situation was completely reversed. Abandoning the helmet and armor, I can't remember it anymore, I can only moan and let the other party fiddle with it, muddled and indistinct, like a flat boat in the waves, being washed up and down.

"Where... where is it... so bad... a few... a few times... the words of a slave...is it worth my fear? You...you can't help...underestimating me..."

Jia Rong paused, remembering that Jia Qiang was a normal person, but she was one of the few in Jia's family who had the blood to take charge. It was the former Jia Rong. Although he had some abilities, how could he be as good as him?It's just that her father is the patriarch's backer, and when the two get along, they inevitably appear weak. It's rare that Jia Qiang is sincere and sincere, and she doesn't feel contemptuous of deceit.

"Okay, what's the point of talking about this? Let's just concentrate on playing with us..."

Caressing the other party's sultry eyebrows and eyes, Jia Rong couldn't help but move more softly, doing enough foreplay, until finally Jia Qiang couldn't hold it anymore, moaned and began to twist her body, but still Jia Rong Retaining a sliver of rationality amidst the turbulent waves of confrontation, he tried hard to speak.

"You... bastard, slow down... I have something to say to you..."

"Well, it's really tight... Huh... Let's talk after we finish..."

"...ah... no, turn around...forgot... oops..."

"I will never forget, I will remind you!!"

……

An hour later, a light carriage pulled out from the back door of Ning Mansion.

Jia Qiang nestled softly in it, rubbing her sore waist, and glared at Jia Rong angrily——Jia Rong has been holding back for a while, thinking of the life of her husband and wife with Qin Keqing in the past, she felt disgusted, and she didn't even react when she saw a woman. Unlike the previous life where men and women were not taboo, in this life it is estimated that it will be difficult for women to get close to him.

This is the first time that Jia Rong has participated in the so-called dandy daily communication since time travel. It is said that a group of people set up a theater wine in a small courtyard of private prostitutes (of course it is called elegant in name—a courtyard owned by the owner of a theater troupe. ), specially for him to remove the mold.

The carriage drove in through the back door, and the small yard was tidied up rather emotionally, the surrounding environment was quiet and secluded, the second floor was open, and a small stage was set up, with a table surrounded by railings, where several people sat Men and women with lewd voices and unscrupulous teasing, their debauched actions and words, are so bold that Jia Rong is a little speechless-what is this called?Group P?

Looking from a distance, the appearance of these five or six young men is not ugly, even if they are set off by brocade clothes and fur robes, they can also bring out such a three-point extravagance, no matter what their nature is, this skin is still good.

The young man who made the most noise in the venue, with a strong body and delicate features, but full of hostility and tyranny, turned his head and saw Jia Rong and Jia Qiang coming together, and shouted with joy——

"Brother, why did you come so late? The banquet was originally arranged for you. You are late, and you will be fined three cups!!"

While talking, Jia Rong and Jia Qiang had already come upstairs. Immediately, two handsome boys with long hair came up to them, took the cloaks of Jia Rong and Jia Qiang, and led them to the empty seats.

Jia Rong was lazy and unwilling to answer the conversation, leaning on the back of the seat, showing no gesture at all, Jia Qiang glanced at him, smiled and winked at the crowd, "Uncle Xue called the wrong generation again, privately Alright, if the elders hear it, it’s no fault of Brother Rong and I, let’s go, let’s make it right, let’s punish three cups and three cups!”

He answered frankly, and those people kept saying good-bye and urging again and again. A winking boy beside him poured three glasses of wine and put them in front of him. He stretched out a slender snow-white hand, took the wine glass away, and couldn't help but stare blankly at the owner of the hand - Jia Rong.

Jia Rong lazily swung the wine glass, raised her eyelids and glanced at the people present, especially Xue Pan whose appearance was a bit unexpected, "Uncle Xue is wrong, since he bought my wine, he didn't let me drink it, but he was drinking it." Brother Qiang, I came here as a foil, Uncle Xue might as well just say it clearly."

Xue Pan was a little embarrassed, and secretly glanced at Jia Qiang, who had a beautiful face like a spring flower, from the corner of his eyes, salivating in his heart, and then saw Jia Rong's cold face, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he hurriedly said haha, "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will get hurt? It’s rare that you are willing to drink it once, and we still stop you? If he doesn’t drink it, you drink it, three glasses anyway!”

Before the words finished, Jia Rong acted boldly, poured all three cups into the empty bowl, raised the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, put down the bowl with a "bang", flying freely, not to mention Xue Pan was dumbfounded, the others were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly burst into tears Applause.

"Uncle Rong is really Uncle Rong now!"

"Come here, since you drank his, why don't you drink mine?"

The atmosphere became more lively for a while, a few children sang a cappella on the stage, and the people below applauded loudly, or they had sex with a prostitute or a child in their arms, and even took off the child's pants on the spot, which was extremely messy.

In Jia Qiang's arms was a coquettish prostitute who fed Jia Qiang two sips of wine from time to time, and under Xue Pan's coaxing, she began to feed mouth to mouth shyly. Jia Qiang accepted it with a smile.

Jia Rong was smiling all the time, holding a little boy who was pushed into his arms by Xue Pan, touching and pinching, ignoring the little boy's blushing face, and half-closed his eyes , while listening attentively to everyone's three words about eating, drinking, and having fun, and occasionally interjecting a few words, it seemed to be enjoying themselves.

The noise lasted until midnight, everyone was staggering, Xue Pan, as the host of the banquet, put his arms around the boss in one arm and a handsome boy in the other, and went to the backyard drunkenly. Leaving here without a sound, the carriage went straight to a residence that Jia Qiang had been allocated after leaving the mansion.

"What do you think?" Jia Qiang, who was supposed to be asleep in the carriage, suddenly asked with a smile.

Jia Rong shrugged. In the darkness, Jia Qiang naturally couldn't see his movements and expressions.

"Waste my master's time, I will have it later, push it for me."

Such a group of dandies, although they are not inferior to Jia Rong, but they have neither a strong backing nor strength. It is of no use, but to fill the emptiness.

"You have changed a lot..." Jia Qiang whispered.

For a while, the silence in the carriage made one's heart twist.

Until Jia Qiang thought that Jia Rong had fallen asleep, she suddenly heard a soft snort, "No change, only death."