One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Heng didn't understand Luo Chengyun's attitude,? Or he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

He mustered up his courage to look at Luo Chengyun's eyes. The eyes were not filled with plunder, but not the slightest disgust. Luo Chengyun's eyes clearly reflected only him.

Rong Heng blushed, and flinched a little: "I can't do it."

"If you don't try,? How do you know if it will work?" Luo Chengyun didn't let go of the hand that Rong Heng wanted to pull away.

With a calm posture, he was cornered step by step.

"Ma'am..." Rong Heng couldn't help begging for mercy, the ending sound was very soft, soft and floating, it sounded like she was acting like a baby.

Luo Chengyun's heart softened. He didn't want to push people too hard, so he let go and said, "Go back to your room. Breakfast is at seven o'clock tomorrow."

"Hmm." Rong Heng left in a flustered manner.

Luo Chengyun is not ill, that is the best news for the housekeeper.

He took care of Wang He for seven years, and treated Wang He as his half son.

"Husband..." After receiving Luo Chengyun's gaze, he immediately changed his words, "Mr. Crane, do you need that one?"

Originally, there were many ways to deal with uninvited guests who dared to enter the house. Wang He's own family background is not bad,? The house is full of his people,? A command,? Rong Heng can be tortured to the point of unspeakable suffering without Luo Chengyun's presence.

The servant's contempt,? Deliberate negligence,? These moves have been used by Wang He in his previous life.

It's a pity that Zhao Boxuan who came home soon saw through, and took the opportunity to severely humiliate Wang He.

"Your thoughts are so vicious, can't you even tolerate Rong Heng?" Zhao Boxuan questioned, and Wang He was so angry that he was hospitalized. He didn't recover for several days.

"No need." Luo Chengyun didn't intend to deal with the innocent Rong Heng, and said to the housekeeper, "Seeing that he has little clothes, buy him two new ones."

The housekeeper was surprised: "Madam is so generous."

"Uh...Mr. Crane."

Luo Chengyun didn't want to hear the title Madam from too many people.

Except Rong Heng.

He sounds nice.

Unable to sleep in the middle of the night, when Luo Chengyun came out, he heard the rustling of the kitchen, he turned on the light on the wall, and found that it was Rong Heng who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets there.

"What are you looking for?" Luo Chengyun walked to his side.

Rong Heng bit his lower lip, feeling a bit embarrassed: "Ma'am, do you know where the medicines are stored here?"

"Ill?" Luo Chengyun pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, the temperature was normal.

"No." Rong Heng covered his stomach, his voice became softer, "I ate too much at night, I'm full."

Luo Chengyun laughed: "My fault."

"The medicine isn't here, come here." Luo Chengyun led him to the living room, found a board of Jianwei Xiaoshi Tablets for him, and peeled off three pills at once according to the instructions.

Rong Heng frowned when he took it into his mouth, it must have tasted bad, in order to get rid of the torture, he quickly chewed it up and swallowed it.

Bitter, a sour medicinal taste.

It's because he was thinking about it, Rong Heng usually eats a small amount, so it must be uncomfortable to eat too much suddenly.

"Take you to the backyard for a walk?" Luo Chengyun suggested.

Rong Heng nodded, he had been in for so long, except for his room and dining room, he basically couldn't see clearly here.

Taking advantage of the night, when the servants at home were asleep, Luo Chengyun brought Rong Heng to the backyard.

The yard is very large, the roadside is full of flowers and plants, and there is a swing beside the lamp post. It is pure white, no one has sat on it for a long time, and a few leaves have fallen from it.

It is very quiet to step on the gravel road, the road is not wide, when he and Rong Heng walk side by side, the distance between them will inevitably shorten.

"Flowers and plants are usually managed by someone, and I seldom come here." Luo Chengyun copied Wang He's life trajectory. Wang He's master bedroom on the second floor has a large floor-to-ceiling window. When you open the curtains, you can see the backyard. The scenery is picturesque, and there is really nothing to come down necessary.

"It's beautiful." Rong Heng said.

He had never seen such a courtyard, even at night, he could imagine how dazzling it would be under the sunlight during the day.

Luo Chengyun took in Rong Heng's envy in his eyes: "If you like it, you can come here often."

While Rong Heng was hesitating, Luo Chengyun added: "I'll bring you here."

Rong Heng finally couldn't resist the desire in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Thank you Ma'am."

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a dimple on one side of Rong Heng when he laughed, a slightly sunken pit, which made his hands a little itchy.No matter how long the road was, it would soon come to an end, and they returned to the closed gate.

With glass doors, the inside of the house is the oppressive atmosphere after the roof is closed, and the outside of the house is a more free and expansive sky.

Rong Heng hesitated.

Luo Chengyun didn't push the door for a long time, Rong Heng clutched his stomach, and boldly proposed: "Can I walk around again?"

"Okay, let's go around again." He readily agreed.

While pacing, the sleeves of the two rubbed against each other, rubbing lightly and repeatedly, and the distance for the second time was a little closer than the first.

"Is it still bloated?" Luo Chengyun asked.

"Fortunately."

"Come here, rub it for you." Luo Chengyun sat on the side of the swing, and Rong Heng sat down next to him.

After passing through Rong Heng's waist, he rubbed the opponent's abdomen regularly, with appropriate strength, and Rong Heng became more relaxed.

Luo Chengyun's hands were warm and he rubbed them. Rong Heng was sleepy and yawned.

He heard a slight laugh ringing in his ears.

Madam is so nice.

Rong Heng sighed.

Why doesn't Zhao Boxuan like his wife?Still thinking about pissing him off.

He almost fell in love with Mrs.

Early the next morning, Luo Chengyun received Rong Heng's friendly smile, and took the initiative to come to his side, and said with a smile: "Good morning, madam."

"Morning." Luo Chengyun said comfortingly, with a smile on his lips unconsciously.

The new clothes that the housekeeper asked someone to buy were delivered early in the morning, and they were just being placed in the living room. Luo Chengyun said to Rong Heng, "Try to see if they fit in a while, and I'll see if I wear them."

Rong Heng still had something to eat in his mouth, so he couldn't open his mouth, so he hummed twice from his nasal cavity and nodded slightly.

Rong Heng walked up to Luo Chengyun hesitantly, tugging at the hem of his clothes: "I think it's quite appropriate."

"It's beautiful." Luo Chengyun was not stingy with praise, and Rong Heng didn't know how to react to the straightforward praise.

"Thank you ma'am." Rong Heng said in a low voice.

"It's beautiful." Luo Chengyun didn't take his eyes off Rong Heng.

Rong Heng was already good-looking, and he used to look like a down-and-out beauty in casual clothes, but now that he dresses up a bit, he is a high-ranking young master from a rich family.

"I'll wear it like this from now on." Luo Chengyun suddenly found the fun, and before Rong Heng fled in shame and indignation, he changed the topic seriously, "What do you usually do in the house?"

"Reading." Rong Heng replied with some embarrassment.

The other party's reaction aroused Luo Chengyun's interest: "What book?"

Rong Heng blushed even more: "It's nothing, just take a look."

"Can I take a look?" Luo Chengyun asked step by step.

Since it is Madam's request.

He can't always refuse.

"can."

It wasn't until Luo Chengyun saw the two books on the desk that he understood why Rong Heng reacted that way.

Two fairy tales.

Rong Heng had nowhere to hide, so he buried his head like a quail.

"You like this?" Luo Chengyun asked calmly without laughing at him.

Rong Heng explained: "I only have this."

When he came to the main house, he didn't have much luggage, and he only brought these two books. He stayed in the house for a long day and couldn't go anywhere, so he flipped through these two books repeatedly, and the story was almost memorized.

Before going to bed every night, I can also tell myself a bedtime story.

Rong Heng, who felt a little inferior in front of him, aroused Luo Chengyun's distress, and he took the initiative to tell him in the most gentle tone: "I have a lot of books in my study, you can come over anytime you want to read them."

"Really?" Rong Heng couldn't restrain his joy.

"Well, just stay with me." Luo Chengyun looked at him encouragingly.

Wang He has nothing to do at home, and the study has become the place where he spends most of his time, not because he likes it, but to pass the time.

Pick a book at random, and one day will pass after reading it. After reading a batch, buy another batch, and so on.

Under Luo Chengyun's instigation, Rong Heng's scope of activities expanded to the study room.

The pull-out bookcase wall stores a large number of books. Rong Heng seems to be hunting for treasure in it. Pull out this floor to have a look, and then look at the other floor.

The joy was suddenly interrupted: "Madam, will I disturb you?"

"No." Luo Chengyun waited patiently at the side, "We can watch together when you pick something you like."

The table by the window is spacious enough for two people.

Rong Heng couldn't pick another one, so he picked up the book casually: "Just this one."

Luo Chengyun glanced at the cover: Grimm's Fairy Tales.

He really likes these kinds of stories.

Rong Heng realized that the content of the book was later than him, and after realizing it from the weird expression on Luo Chengyun's face, he couldn't go back and pick it up again. It would be too time-consuming, so he quietly followed Luo Chengyun and sat at the table.

There was still a book that Wang He had read halfway on the desk. Luo Chengyun moved a chair from a corner, pressed the bookmark between his fingers, opened the page, and read down at will along the progress of the last time. Wang He read the book very seriously, It also has its own annotations on it.

From time to time, I could smell the scent of Rong Heng's body, a very light fragrance, shampoo and shower gel mixed together, making up the scent of flowers and plants.

Luo Chengyun didn't dare to turn his head, fearing that he might lose his composure if he saw it.

A gust of wind blew outside the window, bringing down scattered green leaves, he turned his head and found that Rong Heng buried his face in the book and fell asleep.

Fairy tales were originally used to hypnotize him before going to bed.

After reading only two pages, Rong Heng became drowsy, and because he was too relaxed around his wife, he accidentally fell asleep.

Luo Chengyun wanted to laugh, but held back his voice for fear of waking Rong Heng up.

Rong Heng was buried well, revealing his tender white ears and the broken hair at the sideburns, his neck was unobstructed, and the wind from the window crept into his back along the loose collar, making Rong Heng shiver from the cold.

He woke up in a daze, and found that Luo Chengyun was staring at him with a smile.

What did he do?

How could he fall asleep while reading?

Also seen by Mrs.

Rong Heng was so ashamed that he wanted to cry, his face was still covered with red marks from the pages of the book, making him look even more pitiful, he said aggrievedly: "Ma'am, I..."

"I can understand." Luo Chengyun pointed to the gold-plated characters on the cover of the book, "Fairy tales are just for hypnosis."

Madame is really the nicest person in the world.

Rong Heng's eyes lit up, and the expression of gratitude almost overflowed.

"Next time when you're sleepy, go to bed and lie down for so long, isn't your neck sore?" Luo Chengyun naturally helped him press the muscles on the back of his neck.

Rong Heng smiled embarrassedly.

"Turn around." Luo Chengyun noticed that Rong Heng's shoulder blades were stiff, and planned to give him a good massage.

After just a few days of getting along, Rong Heng easily put down his guard, turned his back to Luo Chengyun, and put one arm on the desk.

The skin between the fingers is delicate, but the muscles are tense. Luo Chengyun rubbed it slowly: "What have you been doing these days? So tired."

"I didn't do anything." Under Luo Chengyun's repeated questioning, Rong Heng finally admitted, "After coming here, I feel a little resigned, and it will be fine in a few days."

No wonder.

You can fall asleep while reading a book.

Luo Chengyun asked him: "The bed is too hard or too soft, if you don't like it, just change it."

When he didn't get an answer, he said again: "Huh?"

Only then did Rong Heng say: "It's a bit hard."

"Then change the soft one." Luo Chengyun told him, "My bed is very soft, you can try it later."

Rong Heng was so teased by him that he stopped talking.

Although Luo Chengyun's massage is not very formal, but the strength is well controlled, so it is quite comfortable to press. Rong Heng's body is getting softer and softer, and he is gradually immersed in Luo Chengyun's technique.

No one pressed his shoulders.

"Madam is amazing." Rong Heng praised sincerely.

"You're quite easy to satisfy." Luo Chengyun was very helpful and said something casually.

The butler outside the door stopped knocking, put his ear on the door hesitantly, and heard a soft and ambiguous murmur from inside the room.

It sounded like the canary that just moved here, the voice was vague and ambiguous, and it made him imagine a lot of pictures.

Canary's voice was sweet and soft, and she could vaguely hear his wife's chuckle.

…………

The butler blushed, how could he stand such a scene at his age.

Sticking to the door without moving, I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Confused, madam.

After listening for a while, the butler suddenly realized.

Madam's body can't work hard!

Damn Canary, don't tire the lady.

But he didn't dare to open the door for a long time. What if he went in now and frightened Madam, what should he do.

Alas, being a housekeeper is hard.