Step by step routine

Rong Zhiming raised his hand and pressed the little beauty into his arms under the eyes of everyone, then raised his eyes and looked at Wang Ye with a smile, "It's been a bit cold recently."

The implication is self-evident, lack of a warm quilt.

"..." Xiao Xiao, who was sitting below, clenched the wine bottle tightly.

That Wang Ye was stunned, and smiled foolishly, "Sure enough, everyone has a love for beauty. Since a beauty has taken a fancy to General Rong, then I will not make things difficult for you. I toast the general." A glass of wine is directed at Rong Zhiming.

Before Rong Zhiming made any movements, the beauty withdrew her hand and gracefully filled the wine bottle, raised her jade hand, and handed it to Rong Zhiming, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her bright eyes stared at Rong Zhiming timidly and pitifully Look, after Rong Zhiming looked at "her", he nodded slightly.

It's a good one to advance and retreat.

Rong Zhiming took the wine bottle, put his arms around the beauty's waist and stood up, and exchanged a toast with Wang Ye.

The banquet is just an introduction, and many things will not be settled on it.After having fun, the Xijiang envoys were led to their residence by soldiers.

And the beauty nestled in Rong Zhiming's arms was still asleep.

As soon as the people from Xijiang left, Xiao Xiao strode to Rong Zhiming's side, and was about to pull him away from Rong Zhiming's embrace.

Rong Zhiming directly hugged him and avoided him.

Xiao Xiao wasted no time, frowned and said: "Brother Zhiming, what are you doing? Just now you did the show to protect this lowly slave, and now the people in Xijiang have left, you should let her go too."

"You don't have to worry about this matter. After a day of tiredness, go back and rest." Rong Zhiming turned around and walked to his residence after finishing speaking.

"Brother Zhiming, don't you really want to warm the bed with this lowly slave?" Xiao Xiao grabbed the corner of Rong Zhiming's clothes, with tears in her eyes, said in an extremely aggrieved and painful way, "You would rather have her, Don't you want this princess too?"

Hearing the words, a group of lieutenants behind hurriedly rushed the servants out of the main hall.

After there were no other people left, Rong Zhiming said: "Princess, I didn't mean it, you don't have to. There are so many good people in the world, it's not worth spending on me who has no intentions of you."

"Rong Zhiming, you have to do this..." Xiao Xiao's tears rolled down her eyelashes.

This person was just like that, frank and straightforward, never leaving any room for her.So all along, she didn't dare to express her heart clearly, because she was afraid of being rejected.

Ever since she became obsessed with him, she has been fighting with him.I don't know how many times I survived by licking blood from the tip of the knife.

She accompanied Rong Zhiming for four years, from the age of 14 to now eighteen.During this period, she never saw Rong Zhiming have thoughts about any man or woman, so few desires made her think that the other party would never have feelings for anyone.

At that time, she thought that it would be fine if she guarded like this.

But ever since Nan Xiao was destroyed, Rong Zhiming's mansion had an extra young lady, and the other party changed.It's hard to put it into words, but the woman's intuition told her that Rong Zhiming seemed to be softening.

Right now, Rong Zhiming was about to hold a woman in his arms to make a fuss, so she was in a hurry, so she started talking unscrupulously.

"Princess, there are some things that can't be forced." After finishing speaking, Xiao Xiao walked straight forward, holding the corner of the clothes tightly, one of them didn't let go, and the other didn't stop.

"Tearing..." With a sound, Xiao Xiao finally only held a corner of the clothes.

Her Royal Highness, the proud princess, covered her face in the hall and wept uncontrollably.

...

Returning to his room, closing the door and driving away the servants, Rong Zhiming snorted coldly, and was about to throw someone who was pretending to be asleep on the ground with his hands.

Unexpectedly, the sleeping person woke up in a hurry and got out of his arms and stood on the ground. Rong Zhiming raised his eyebrows, and the other party rushed forward again, jumping and hanging, his legs wrapped around Rong Zhiming's waist, and his arms wrapped around his arms. Rong Zhiming's neck was in a hurry, weak, pitiful and helpless: "My stomach hurts..."

"It still hurts..." Rong Zhiming laughed angrily, "Why, is it time to be a fool again?"

"Yuezhi is not stupid." Shen Xiansi had an innocent smile on her face, "Don't be angry Zhiming, it's too cold, I'll warm the bed..."

Rong Zhiming looked down at him without saying a word.

"Then you can smash your butt and break your legs, anyway, I've come here." Shen Xian thought, his eyes were bright, and he seemed to be eager to try.

Oops, he blushed a little at the thought of spanking, his hands and feet were weak, and his ears burned.Because the clown's abdominal pain was subconsciously ignored.

"..." Rong Zhiming had no choice but to sit on the bed with the hanging man in his arms, stretched out his hand and tore off his veil, his face was extremely beautiful, with willow eyebrows and red lips, but the rouge on this face was too thick.

"How did you draw such a ghost?" Rong Zhiming stretched out his finger and poked Shen Xiansi's forehead, and Shen Xiansi, who was exhausted from the journey, was riddled with poison and abdominal pain, fell back on the bed and buried his face.

It's not too heavy, but with his dead face, who would let him go up to dance.

Rong Zhiming said: "I'll get some hot water for you to wipe your face." After speaking, he left the room.

The moment the door closed, Shen Xiansi's body convulsed, and he suddenly held his stomach and gasped.The tendons on the forehead tensed up, and the white and slender fingers firmly scratched the pillow.

...

Rong Zhiming first went to the military doctor to change the wound medicine on his shoulder. Seven days ago, he was cut with a knife on his back.Then he returned to the room with the hot water and the food box.

After a while of pain, Shen Xiansi sat up, untied the bead flower on her body, loosened her dark and bright long hair casually, revealing an extraordinarily beautifully painted face, and ran happily when she saw Rong Zhiming. Passed over, took the food and put it on the table.

"Wash your face and eat, and then we'll settle the score." After speaking, he went to sit on the bed, took out the military book on the table next to him, and read it.

"Oh." Shen Xiansi responded, quickly washed her face, took two mouthfuls of rice and then walked to the bedside, without waiting for Rong Zhiming to speak, she climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

Then he lay on the side and said seriously: "Baby Zhiming, now is not the time to settle accounts, you see, you go against the envoy's intention and want to snatch me here, if you don't do anything and there is no movement, On the one hand, you slapped Wang Ye in the face, on the other hand, other people probably think, um, you might have some hidden disease."

"..." Rong Zhiming put down the book, his head hurting suddenly, he couldn't keep his straight face, what should a man do if he was told by the person who gave birth to his cub that he had a hidden disease?

"Do I have a hidden disease, you didn't know that time?" Rong Zhiming squinted at him.

"..." Shen Xiansi blushed suddenly, and he slowly lay down on Rong Zhiming's body, with the tip of his chin resting on Rong Zhiming's strong chest, with a blushing face and lowered eyes, he said timidly: "Of course I know, the clown is almost one year old gone."

"That day, Zhiming was so heroic..." His slender fingers were twirling on Rong Zhiming's chest, and he looked at him eagerly with shy eyes, but the words he said were so bold that Rong Zhiming really wanted to give him a slap.

He exhaled like blue, his face was red and his lips curled up, and he said pitifully: "Zhi Ming ruined Xiansi..."