And the best friend who saved HE [Quick Transmigration]

Regarding the branch plot, Sang Ruo directly asked the more loyal group of her newly recruited subordinates.

It's not a very complicated matter, and the subordinates said it directly.

It is said that the pastry shop offended a certain important person in the city lord's mansion, and was secretly revenged. At night, the masked men in black killed the owner's wife and children, and then set fire to the shop and burned it down. net.

"You know, with the power of the City Lord's Mansion, it is easy to destroy a small civilian family." The subordinate thought for a while, "Besides that, there is still a coincidence."

"Oh?"

"I say so, so you just listen." The subordinate smiled, "There is a young daughter in that family who was born smart and intelligent, and later went to the court of God to serve as a god attendant. I heard that she also served the young Si Wu. .For some reason, there were some bad rumors, and then..."

He paused, and added the last sentence: "... Then, I heard that I committed suicide. It happened just before the fire."

Sang Ruo waved his hand and let him go down.

I asked several other subordinates, and they got almost the same answer, which is probably what I can get from the outsiders.

"What's the level of task completion now?"

Xiao Qi's devotion to his duties reported: [40% of the side plot has been unlocked... Ah!The task of hiding the plot has also changed, which has been advanced by 5%, and now it is 25%. 】

"Interesting." Sang Ruo supported his head and thought for a while, "It seems that if you want to push forward, you can only start with people who have personally experienced it."

【Do you want to...】

That night, Sang Ruo avoided the other god attendants, went straight to the courtyard, and came to Rongji's residence.

This day happened to be a full moon, and the overflowing moonlight fell down, making the whole yard very bright.

Sang Ruo went in through the window, almost stepping on an orchid on the window sill.In addition, there are two boxes of rouge and half a jug of fruit wine displayed on it.

The orchid is very similar to the one engraved on Lanjiu's mask. It should be picked just now, and it is still very energetic. The rouge is the latest model from the rouge shop recently, and the little girls like it.

The lid of the jug was open, and the faint aroma of wine permeated the air.

"I didn't have these last time." Sang Ruo sighed curiously, wanting to pick up the orchid and take a closer look.

Just when the fingertips were about to touch, a drunken voice came from behind, with a nasal tone: "Don't move..."

San Ruo paused and turned around.

It was Rong Ji who was drunk.

The little drunk was also holding a flagon in his arms, his brows were slightly raised, his eyes were bright, his face was stained with rouge, and he could be called pretty and delicious... But he looked at her like a thief, his eyes were full of condemnation.

"Can't touch it?"

Rong Ji nodded heavily and said loudly, "Don't touch!"

Seeing how precious she is, Sang Ruo really noticed something unusual.So he asked again: "Why can't you touch it?"

"Because this is for..." Rong Ji raised his eyes slightly, his amber peach eyes were full of cunning, "I can't tell you."

As she spoke, she walked over with drunken steps.

Sang Ruo saw her walking staggeringly, holding a fragile object in her hand, afraid that she would fall, so she took two steps forward to catch her.

Unexpectedly, the little drunk was very smart, he put the jug on the window sill, grabbed Sang Ruo's hands, and they joined together, shouting happily: "Stop the thief, I've caught you!"

The scorching palm was pressed against Tianmo's cool wrist, Sang Ruo couldn't hold back, and trembled slightly.

They got too close, Sang Ruo even smelled the faint fragrance of flowers on Rong Ji's body.

Si Wu's clothes were all soaked with incense, and the house would also be dyed with incense. Over time, this fragrance seemed to stay on Rong Ji's body. This was the first time Sang Ruo smelled it so close.

A lot of thoughts ran through my mind aimlessly, and one of them was very clear, that is, Rong Ji is really suitable for this kind of floral fragrance.

It should be a special type of camellia, with other accessories, light and slightly astringent, just like Rong Ji.

Sang Ruo frowned slightly, but quickly restrained her thoughts, and coaxed patiently: "Okay, I won't ask, and I won't leave. It's getting late, go and rest."

How could Rong Ji be willing?

She acted as if she didn't hear, and suddenly moved closer, the tip of her nose almost bumped into Sang Ruo's face.

Sang Ruo: "What are you doing?"

Sang Ruo leaned back, but her two hands were controlled by Rong Ji, and she couldn't escape anywhere.Soon, the back of her head hit the wall behind her.Rong Ji followed and leaned forward, and Sang Ruo could even feel the hot air with the smell of alcohol spraying on her cheeks.

She vaguely felt that the faint floral fragrance seemed to be a little more fragrant, making her dizzy, and maybe it wasn't the problem of the floral fragrance, but the stimulation of alcohol.

Rong Ji looked at it carefully for a while, and suddenly laughed: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

Sang Ruo's heart stopped beating for a moment.

Even though she knew that it was just a drunken word in a daze, a simple exclamation, and the other party acted like a child because of alcohol, she still throbbed for a moment.

Rong Ji didn't know, not even the system, what kind of emotion she had for this person.

The ignorance and ignorance when I was young, and the hindsight after losing it.This is the person she has been looking for and waiting for for 7000 years. At some point, her friendship with her best friend has turned into a thick love and a burning desire.

The reason why Rong Ji wanted to stay away from her was because she was afraid of what might happen, that she couldn't help it, and couldn't hide it.

She thought she could restrain herself. After all, she has been here for so many years. Even after meeting Rongji, she did well.

But now she realizes that the self-control she is so proud of is not worth mentioning at all, as long as this person gently and unconsciously teases her, she will...

Sang Ruo closed her eyes restrainedly, lowered her voice, and pretended to be harsh: "Go and rest, you understand."

Rong Ji's mouth shrugged at her fierceness.

But this method unexpectedly worked. After getting drunk, Rong Ji, who was like a child, was very bullying and fearful, and said aggrievedly: "Then I'll go to sleep."

Sang Ruo just breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the little drunk say again: "I want to take a bath first! Take a shower!"

Sang Ruo showed extraordinary patience at this time: "You can't take a bath when you are drunk, it is not good for your health. You can only wipe your body."

Rong Ji nodded disappointedly: "Alright then."

Sang Ruo scanned the inside and outside of the house, but there were no other figures. She suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Lan Jiu when she came, and Lan Jiu had never been far from her in the past.

She asked, "Where did Lan Jiu go?"

"Ah?" Rong Ji thought for a moment with misty eyes, "Oh, she's not here today, and no one will be here."

Sang Ruo roughly understood that it should be Rongji's own order.

She sighed lightly: "I'll help you." The drunk was unable to walk steadily, so she just walked away, really worried.

Rong Ji was very obedient again at this time, let go of the hand that was holding Sang Ruo's wrist tightly, and obediently let Sang Ruo support it.She was also unsteady when she was walking, and she was almost half leaning against Sang Ruo's arms. Occasionally, a few strands of unruly hair would rub against Sang Ruo's neck, which felt slightly cool and itchy.

Sang Ruo helped her to the bed, watched her sit up, then went to find a basin and fetched some hot water.

If the people in Sang Ruo's world knew that the Great Heavenly Demon condescended to serve people in a noble way, they might wonder if they were crazy.

She soaked a towel in hot water and handed it to Rongji.

When he came back, Rong Ji was already sleepy, so he barely opened his eyes and looked at the towel in front of him: "I don't want to wipe it myself."

Probably because of her sleepiness, her voice was sweet and soft, with a nasal sound, which sounded like she was acting like a baby.

No, she was just acting like a baby.Sang Ruo thought indifferently.

"Wipe yourself."

"I do not!"

Rongji clings like a real child, Sang Ruo doesn't want to keep pushing her back endlessly, but asks her to wipe Rongji's body...

She felt that she might not have that self-control.

After all, she is a celestial demon with only 78 moral points in the system's mouth (sometimes the system said it was a leak).

Sang Ruo handed the towel to Rong Ji again, Rong Ji pushed the towel back, and Sang Ruo almost laughed angrily.

Not to be outdone, Rong Ji stared at her.

The atmosphere was almost stagnant.

But when did Sangruo successfully reject Rongji?

Rong Ji stretched out his hand to grab Sang Ruo's sleeve, shook it lightly twice, Sang Ruo sighed resignedly, and said seriously: "I'll just wipe it for you briefly, don't think too much."

Rong Ji:?

Rong Ji is very happy that someone wipes it and doesn't need to do it himself.

She happily peeled off the neckline, and the snow-colored coat and inner coat fell to the ground.Sang Ruo hurriedly turned her head slightly, sat on the edge of the bed and closed her eyes, then said, "Extend your hand."

"Oh……"

As a celestial demon, Sang Ruo has a strong perception ability, and can roughly feel the existence of the other party even with his eyes closed, so that he won't accidentally touch places that shouldn't be touched.

It's just a little bad.

The field of vision is pitch black, and the other senses are increasingly crowding out the space.

There was a faint floral fragrance, like little claws growing out, scratching at the tip of her heart, the more she tried to ignore it, the more obvious her presence became.

Moreover, Rongji would move around dishonestly, and Sang Ruo was caught off guard, but she couldn't dodge it. Sometimes the warm and greasy skin would rub against her fingertips, and her sensitive fingertips would suddenly feel numb.

Dying.

Sang Ruo speeded up, wiped Rong Ji's arms, back, etc. briefly, then picked up the quilt next to him, and wrapped it around Rong Ji's body.

Rong Ji was buried under the quilt.

Only then did Sang Ruo open her eyes, and Rong Ji's head popped out from under the quilt, her light-colored pupils were like grapes soaked in water, shining brightly.

Sang Ruo's throat moved, and she said softly, "Go to sleep."

"Are you leaving?" Rong Ji nervously clenched the hands holding the quilt.

Sang Ruo's heart softened suddenly, she thought to herself, what am I still fussing about.Leaning over and tucking the corner of Rong Ji's back: "I won't leave, I'll just sit there and watch you sleep."

She pointed to a table not far away.

Rong Ji became a little happy, but quickly frowned again: "But, you won't be able to sleep like this. You, you'd better go."

Sang Ruo patiently told her: "I have a special constitution and don't need to sleep."

Rong Ji was assured again and again, so he was relieved.

The night was thick, and Rong Ji finally fell into a deep sleep.

Sang Ruo sat at the table, looking at the precious tea set on the table with downcast eyes, but her mood was quietly disturbed.