One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

After an hour, the food had been reheated, and the housekeeper went upstairs again. After listening carefully to the silence in the house, he knocked on the door of the study: "Mr. Crane, it's time to eat."

Luo Chengyun opened the door, Rong Heng blushed and his clothes were messed up, the housekeeper lowered his head and didn't dare to look.

"Why is it an hour later than usual today?" Luo Chengyun noticed the time.

The butler gave him a condemning look, "You're not all to blame."

Luo Chengyun was at a loss.

"Next time, madam, please put your health first." The housekeeper became angry and called back the title of Mrs. Luo Chengyun.

"Well, I see." Luo Chengyun thought that the butler was referring to the time spent reading.

The butler has a complicated heart. Canary and his wife have been inseparable these days. This is a treatment that even a husband has never had.

Finally, after dinner one day, while Canary was away, the housekeeper couldn't help reminding: "Ma'am, you don't need to lower yourself."

Even if it is for revenge,? There are many more effective ways, there is no need to catch yourself.

Luo Chengyun guessed that something was wrong with the butler recently, and asked bluntly: "You don't like him?"

He has seen a lot of Israeli servants like Rong Heng, but he is worried that Rong Heng is Zhao Boxuan's person, so the housekeeper shouldn't belittle too much: "Don't dare."

He could understand the meaning of the housekeeper's words, and said indifferently, "It's fine as long as I like it."

The housekeeper hates iron but not steel: "Then what is there, sir? How should I explain it?"

"No need to explain." The person was brought back by the other party, didn't Zhao Boxuan hope that he and Rong Heng would live in harmony?Now they are getting along very hotly, and I still miss it after seeing each other for a day.

"Ma'am, take care of yourself." The butler had no choice but to advise.

If Canary is sensible, he should undertake the dirty work by himself.

Luo Chengyun laughed out loud: "Yes."

He's now,? Can't wait to meet his canary.

"Hengheng, what are you writing?" Luo Chengyun walked behind Rong Heng and asked with his hands on the table.

When Rong Heng turned his head, he saw Luo Chengyun looking down at him with a smile.

With this movement, it was as if his entire body was wrapped in his wife's arms.

"It's nothing." Rong Heng closed the notebook trying to hide it.

Although Luo Chengyun easily spared him, it was difficult for Rong Heng to get up at the moment, and he could bump into Luo Chengyun as soon as he got up.

"Madam is looking for me, what's the matter?" In order to get rid of this embarrassing situation, Rong Heng had no choice but to ask.

Luo Chengyun didn't speak, he lowered his body and gradually approached Rong Heng.

Rong Heng raised his head slightly, blinked a few times quickly, nervous, expectant, and didn't want to escape.

He closed his eyes and worried for a long time, nothing happened, Luo Chengyun just took off a hair on his shoulder.

What was he thinking about?

How can you expect Madam to treat him, treat him...

My heart was burning hot, and my feelings of self-blame and shame became more and more embarrassing.

Luo Chengyun touched his cheek with the back of his cold fingers, and said in a calm and self-possessed voice, "The flowers are blooming in the yard, I'll take you to see them."

"Huh? Oh." Rong Heng responded indiscriminately.

When going out, Luo Chengyun naturally held his hand.

Rong Heng lowered his head and chuckled.

The lady took his hand.

The yard, which had been neglected for a long time, was reopened, and the housekeeper sent someone to clean it in the morning, just in time for them to have an afternoon tea.

There are still many differences between the scenery during the day and the night.

Rong Heng satisfactorily remembered the surrounding scenes deep in his mind, even if he left here, he would always remember that there was such an afternoon in such a yard with his wife.

"Ma'am." Rong Heng looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

Luo Chengyun was in a daze, but after being called out like this, he came back to his senses and drank the cold tea in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"You are really a good person." Rong Heng sighed.

"Me and Zhao Boxuan, who is better?" Luo Chengyun asked him.

Rong Heng hesitated for a moment: "You."

Luo Chengyun asked again: "Then me or him, who do you like more?"

It's hard to answer this question, Rong Heng is Zhao Boxuan's person in essence, and his identity when he came in, Nang Hu is a plaything raised by Zhao Boxuan.

But he can't say that he likes Zhao Boxuan against his will.

"There are only the two of us here, what are you afraid of?" Luo Chengyun encouraged him upon seeing this.

Yes.

Rong Heng suddenly realized that it was only him and his wife now.

"I like you." He replied without hesitation.

"Then if one day, let you choose, would you follow me or him?" Luo Chengyun revealed his inner purpose step by step.

Rong Heng was surprised, pointing at himself hesitantly: "Can I choose?"

"Of course." Luo Chengyun couldn't resist Rong Heng enough courage.

He almost blurted out: “Follow you.”

He spoke too quickly, as if he was afraid that Luo Chengyun would regret not wanting him in the next second.

Satisfied with this answer, Luo Chengyun stretched out his hand to grab Rong Heng's finger.

This time, Rong Heng didn't want to break free.

like.

He really likes Mrs.

Regardless of whether the wife is out of pity or wants to play with him, the warmth he feels beside her is something he has never experienced in his entire life.

He is content.

The ambiguous mind is like a layer of bubbles, which can be easily punctured.

Luo Chengyun played with Rong Heng's hands, his nails were neatly trimmed, round and smooth, and the pink nail caps also had a healthy crescent white sign.

Rong Heng's ears moved, feeling a little itchy.

"I didn't understand the fun of Zhao Boxuan's lovers before, but I didn't realize until I met you that I want to raise someone like you." Luo Chengyun said slowly.

What's wrong with the canary, who can raise canaries only if the surname is Yuanxie.

Rong Heng quietly leaned against Luo Chengyun.

In fact, he didn't think too much about it, and he didn't want to be anyone's canary, but if he could be by Madam's side like this, he must be willing.

"Madam is really nice." Rong Heng accidentally sent a card to Luo Chengyun twice.

Luo Chengyun smiled, "Is it cold?"

Rong Heng nodded hesitantly.

Luo Chengyun opened his hand towards him: "Come here, I'll give you a hug."

I finally got the canary. I have fed a lot of things these days, and the skeleton is so small that it is very soft to hold.

Rong Heng was a little nervous. The shower gel Luo Chengyun used was more expensive than ordinary people, so he smelled rich, a very high-end fragrance.

Until Luo Chengyun leaned his face against his neck, Rong Heng froze completely and remained motionless.

He could feel her breath.

Gentle and warm.

"Bang." The housekeeper just glanced towards the backyard, and saw the scene where the madam and the canary were hugging each other. Without paying attention, he bumped into the cabinet in the corner.

"Broad daylight, immoral!" He murmured, and then stopped a servant who was about to go to the backyard, "Wait, where are you going?"

"The branches in the yard should be pruned." The man replied innocently.

"What do you cut? I'll cut it tomorrow." The housekeeper was annoyed and drove the man away.

Can you afford to delay my wife's good deed?

Then, he wailed in his heart: madam...

There were not a few pieces of refreshments on the table, most of them were brought by Luo Chengyun to feed Rong Heng, he didn't like sweet food, Rong Heng liked it, occasionally his eyes would bend into slits when he encountered something delicious and happy.

Luo Chengyun felt strange looking at it.

It's like getting a baby, and I don't want to let it go.

"The last time I said I wanted to change the bed, why didn't I change it in the end?" Luo Chengyun asked about it.

Rong Heng told him: "It's too troublesome, just sleep a few more days and get used to it."

"Are you used to it now?" Luo Chengyun easily pierced the loophole in his words.

Rong Heng didn't dare to lie in front of him, and retorted in a low voice: "Hurry up."

"It's still early, I'll take you to try my bed." Luo Chengyun pointed, "It saves you having to get used to it later."

The words were said close to Rong Heng's ear, what did they mean? Rong Heng understood clearly, he couldn't bear it.

"No need." Rong Heng refused repeatedly.

Luo Chengyun squeezed his hand, and Rong Heng said softly, "I will get used to it."

"That's right, you won't be able to fall asleep then." Luo Chengyun said.

Rong Heng's eyes widened, and he covered Luo Chengyun's lips: "Stop talking."

"Do you still want to try?" Luo Chengyun said, his lips pressed against Rong Heng's palm, "I can't do anything in broad daylight."

"Try, I'll try." Rong Heng hurriedly agreed, he was afraid that if he disagreed, Luo Chengyun would say something shocking.

Satisfied, Luo Chengyun led the people upstairs to the master bedroom.

On the way back to the house, I happened to meet the butler at the stairs.

The housekeeper stared at the hands they were holding together, and hesitated to speak to Luo Chengyun.

Rong Heng was behind him, unable to receive the butler's sight.

In the end, the housekeeper who was over half a century old sighed heavily, turned around, and turned his back on them.

When nothing is seen.