Chapter 263: ,get along

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Since getting on the carriage on the right, Rong Hong's back hasn't been loosened, his body is tight as far as possible from him, even his hands are sweating delicately.
The carriage was bumpy all the way, Rong Ye only felt that the stomach was tumbling like a river, and the weather was hot, and the whole man was embarrassed.
For a few hours, his clothes were soaked for more than half, and he was very uncomfortable close to his back. Rong Hong looked forward to arriving in Kyoto as soon as possible.
The right phase is calm and calm, and he can't see the slightest anxiety and hotness from his face, leaning against the car wall, holding the Bing Shu in one hand with interest.
As long as Rong Hong didn't speak, the right phase would never actively ask Rong Hong to speak. After two days together, Rong Hong also gradually got used to it, and his willingness to the right phase decreased a lot.
On this day, Rong Hong supported his chin with one hand. On the table were some cakes that had just been bought. After tasting two pieces, he put them down and squeezed them in a boring hand.
At the corner of her right eye, she stared at Rong Yan, seeing that her face was thin, and she crushed the pastry into dregs. The whole person couldn't afford appetite and was boring.
The carriage stopped slowly, and the crowd stopped for a while to rest.
Rong Hong opened the curtain and got out of the carriage, stretched his waist, and breathed fresh air.
"Qing Yu, how long will it take for us to reach Kyoto in such a hurry?"
Qing Yu calculated the time and replied, "It will take about ten days."
When Rong Yan heard his face crossed, Qing Yu seemed to be inadvertently saying, "It does take a lot of time to stop and go. If it is fast, it can be reached within seven days."
Rong Hong thought for a moment and then nodded, and after a half-hour rest, he got on the carriage again,
Suddenly, a cold breeze hit the face, so that Rong Hong's whole body was relieved, and the corners of his eyes were arched.
The right leaned against the wall of the car, holding a book in one hand, and a slender finger gripping a ripe bayberry, and Yang Mei's gorgeous color lined his fingers were extremely white and beautiful.
Rong Hong's gaze was fixed on that bayberry, and he could not move his eyes, and swallowed his throat unconsciously.
On the table were not only bayberry, but also some fresh fruits, all round and full, very fresh and evenly placed on a large plate, with crystal clear ice cubes at the bottom, and bracing air.
No wonder the carriage has become much cooler. Rong Hong is curious about where these fruits were picked in just half an hour.
Can't wait to think about it, Rong Hong got into the carriage and returned to his seat. From time to time, he stared at the right phase of the eye, and he was embarrassed to speak.
I saw Xi Xiangxiong's long, white fingers sent to her mouth one by one. Rong Hui waited for a long time and didn't see her right to open her mouth to invite herself. She was discouraged, but if she let her say it herself, Rong Hui was a little embarrassed.
The right hand was holding the books, and turning page by page, it seemed to be attracted to the books, and he forgot all about me, but he did not raise his eyes to glance at her.
Rong Huan even stared at the right several times, but people were like a mountain. Except for turning pages and pinching fruit, his posture did not move.
"Crunch!" The sound of the right phase passed into Rong Hong's ears, and Rong Hong turned angrily and lay out outside the window.
The tip of the nose is Qinxiang of fruit, the ear is the crunching sound of someone crunching, and Rong swallowed his throat, and the plate was empty.
Rong Huan was so angry that he couldn't help but ridicule, "The majesty's teeth are really sharp."
Right Xiang Wensheng looked, with a look of innocence and confusion, and glanced at only half of the ice water left on the plate. The rest was really nothing.
"Thank you Madam for the compliment. No wonder my husband feels a bit supportive. It is so sweet and I have eaten more."
Rong Huan listened to the skin and smiled, but the rattling of the back molars squeezed out a smile, and he secretly scolded countless right-handed stings!
In the past few days, Rong Hua bought cakes and did not invite the right phase. The right phase is definitely intentional!
Rong Hong took a deep breath. "Sir, we don't know when we can get to Dongming in such a hurry. I don't think it's faster to hurry."
Originally, there was still a word in the stomach to persuade the right-handed person. Whoever expected the right-handed word did not say anything, he agreed, and opened the curtain and ordered it to continue.
This made Rong Zheng a little hesitated, and unexpectedly the rightist agreed so quickly.
The carriage didn't stop at noon. Qing Yu handed over the dry food and water. Rong Yu chewed and ate a few pieces and couldn't swallow it. She drank a few more sips of water to support her, and squinted on the small table to rest.
After an hour, Rong Hua sucked his nose, and the tip of his nose smelled the smell of roast chicken. The taste was strong. Rong Hua mouth must be dreaming.
After a while, Rong Hong sniffed his nose, and the taste was still lingering on the tip of the nose, not only roasted chicken, but also her favorite poplar manna!
Rong Hui sat upright, and at the corner of the table was really hot roasted chicken and cool poplar nectar. Rong Hui's eyes were polished, and there was a gurgling sound in his lower abdomen.
The right-handed man still watched Bingshu become enchanted, holding a leg of roast chicken in his hand. For some reason, he did not feel rude and awkward at all, but was very elegant.
She would never eat anything, and Rong Hong leaned over her head and asked flatly, "Xiaye, what book are you looking at? I'm so bored, let me look at it." . "
You right handed the book to Rong Hong without mentioning the second words, "This book is not suitable for you. I will let you prepare wild history for a while."
Saying that the right-handed man picked up the chopsticks and ate it politely. There was no meaning to share. Rong Hong held the book, and neither returned nor entered. The aroma of the tip of the nose made her swallow. Looking at the right phase.
Why would she want to eat hard cakes, but the right one can eat well, but she still eats in front of her eyes.
Seeing the right phase spit into his mouth, Rong Huan couldn't help but glanced at the right phase, "Father, Rong Hua didn't eat enough at noon ..."
There is a smile in the right eye's eyes, and once you raise your eyes, it immediately returns to a cold look, and the smile disappears without a trace.
"If Madam doesn't mind ..."
Rong Hong heard a word of joy and waved his hand. "Of course I don't mind. Thank you for your hospitality."
Speaking of Rong Huan, he started, and the right-hander pushed all the food to Rong Huan, wiped his hands with a towel, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Rong Hong's journey was still too unfamiliar to him. He was both polite and unfamiliar. He hadn't opened the knot, so he didn't open his mouth for a few days. Only when Rong Hong spoke, he would answer a few words.
Occasionally, she looked at her timidly and nervously, with a faint smile on her right face. After two days together, Rong Hong finally stopped straining.
On this point, the right hand is very satisfied.
Rong Yun really did n’t have that mood to pick again, regardless of etiquette. This way, it was either mountains or wilderness, let alone accommodation, there is no restaurant, so Rong Yun could only eat some dry food, ate for two days, plus The weather was hot and Rong Hong had long lost his appetite.
Hungry for two meals, dizziness, weakness in the limbs, can only bite the scalp and continue to sting.
For Rong Huan, who has not eaten meat for several days, the roast chicken is absolutely delicious on earth. After a big meal, Rong Hua ate a full meal, and Rong Hua was very satisfied.
"Thank you, Right ..."
"You and I don't need to be polite, as long as the wife is full of fun." The right-hander said lightly, without looking at Rong Hong's contentment, Rong Hong would be shy.
Sure enough, the rightist didn't expect it, Rong Hong heard that he could not wait to find a slit to drill in, but seeing the rightist did not look at himself, and soon eased a lot.
In the afternoon, the right-hander really ordered people to send in some wild history, very short stories, and Rong Hong's relish was intoxicated with it, and it was night before he knew it.
Turning to the last page, Rong Hong immediately raised his eyes and looked to the right. "Anything else?"
Right-handed raised an eyebrow. "It's getting late and it's time to rest. It's been three hours this afternoon and my eyes can't stand it."
Rong Yun glanced at it, and after pressing the last one on the right head's head, it was too bad to see half of it. Rong Yun was eager to know what happened behind her. It seemed that a claw was scratching on her.
Letting her heart go on and on, Rong Hong rubbed his eyes. "It's okay, I can hold it. Let me see it for a while."
The right-hander made people remove the small table, put a thick blanket in the car, the right-hander lay on the blanket, raised his eyes and looked at Rongyan, "really want to see?"
Rong Hong nodded immediately. She had never seen these wild histories. Each piece made her want to stop. A story was divided into several parts and she wanted to know the ending.
The last one was at the end, but in the right hand, Rong Yun looked at the right photo with a smile, and his face thickened unknowingly. He didn't make a fuss about looking at the right photo like before, and gradually dared to bargain. .
The right-hander took the book and handed it to Rong Hong, "I'll rest first, and you'll go to bed earlier."
Rong Hong nodded immediately after accepting the book, can't wait to start turning the pages, and soon became intoxicated.
Turning to the right, he turned his lips upward with a smile and waited quietly.
But for a moment, a low sobbing sound came from behind, and Rong Hong cried while wiping the corners of her eyes while holding a papa. The tears were like unstoppable beads, and her shoulders shuddered and shook.
"Woohoo ... why is Qingniang so pitiful, the scholar is actually carrying Qingniang on his back and married Miss Guanjia."
Rong Hong murmured unconsciously, and his right eye squinted and smiled, his body still for a while.
The next moment, Rong Hong threw all the books in his hand, and curled up in a fright.
The right man turned his head to look at Rongyan, pretending to be confused, "What happened?"
Rong Hong ’s face was white, his ears were whistling, like a ghost crying, and he was soaked. Rong Hong only felt scalp numbness. Seeing the right question, the tears were still hanging in the corner of his eyes. .
"This ... what book is this?"
Right-handed glanced at the book that was thrown out, and asked, "If you don't like to throw it out, why bother yourself?"
Talking about picking up the right phase and throwing it out of the window, Rong Yun immediately rushed over to stop it, and pulled the right phase's arm tightly. "No, I just looked at it halfway. What's going on before I finish watching it."
The right-handed man looked at Rongyan with a crying smile, "It's you who want to see you, and it's you who lost the book, hey."
Rong Yun smiled, took the book and continued reading. He was scared without looking at the two pages, and cleared his throat with a glance at the right. "Sister, I'm scared alone ..."
The right-hander heard the words holding back a smile, sat on the floor, and patted the space beside him. "Let me see what books can scare my wife like this."
Rong Hong hesitated for a while, his face flushed, and then he thought about getting married sooner or later, so he didn't think about it, and sat beside him on the right, with a gap of about two fists between them.
After a while, Rong Hong unconsciously got closer to the right, his heart was mentioned in his throat, and the book in his hand was a little unstable.
Seeing the right, "I ca n’t see clearly, I'll take it,"
Talking about two hands crossing Rongzhen's shoulders, holding the book, and by the way, Rongzhen was also protected in his arms. Rongzhen was attracted by the articles in the book, but he didn't realize how ambiguous this posture was.
Rong Hui reached out and patted his right hand, and the right hand automatically turned a page, and kept his posture like this.
The wind in the suburbs at night was a bit strong, and the weather became cold. Rong Hong did not consciously move behind him, and he was very comfortable.
The right-handed man bowed his head, both helpless and funny. He really didn't have any sense of prevention. He didn't even know he had been abducted.
Rong Hong suddenly covered his eyes with both hands, "Look at this paragraph, if the section of Qingniang's transformation into a ghost is over, you are telling me."
The right faint murmured, glanced at the book in his hand, but it was just a story made by a literati, and it scared her like this, but she dared not see it.
"Qing Niang is a poor man, and it's not surprising that Qing Niang sought revenge from a scholar. It was a young couple who was a childhood friend. Due to the scholar's future, Qing Niang had aggrieved and made a puppet. The official lady was too much and took over The mother-in-law's wife will not say that she will also administer the soup to the Qingniang, which harms the Qingniang.
Rong Hong's voice was a little dull, and he immersed himself in the story.