Chapter 140: How can love (3)

"Cough, string song, do you think your family son really becomes a starving ghost? Don't hurry!" Yun Qianyue coughed hard. Thinking of gossip everywhere!
Suddenly, Xian Ge took his gaze back and looked back at Yun Qianyue. His cold face was strangely weird. He seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth and turned back. With a whip, the carriage walked quickly and steadily.
Yun Qianyue reached out and rubbed his forehead, thinking that today the mine stepped on a big hair! How did it end!
No longer looking at the lively mood of the street outside, she dropped the curtain and retracted herself to continue leaning against the car wall. Seeing that Rongjing still closed her eyes against the car wall, she was breathing evenly and seemed to be asleep. Even though he was asleep, even so weak, he still looked so flat and warm. She glared at Rongjing, thinking that if she didn't know that he was Uncle Rongfeng, she would be very happy to hear these people. It's all this black hearted guy.
Thinking of this, she wished to strangle him. When I thought about it, Yun Qianyue immediately reached out and pinched Rongjing’s neck. Before the hand arrived, a loud voice came out, "You said, saying that you are not Rong Feng’s uncle, I will not strangle you! Otherwise I Strangle you."
Unexpectedly, Rong Jing still fell asleep with his eyes closed, motionless.
Yun Qingyue's hand reached Rong Jing's neck. The skin on his neck was warm and moist. She shrank back when she touched her hand, and instead grabbed his collar. She still said fiercely: "No sleep, let's talk! "
"It’s okay if you strangle me, my card will be dedicated to the Rongwang Mansion Ancestral Hall. When you marry Rong Feng in the future, you will also go to give me a scent of incense every year. This is not bad, it can get you three ringers every year, and Day and night, you will settle down, please say hello and call your uncle, it's almost the same. I'll barely feel it!" Rong Jing slowly opened his eyes and looked at Yun Qingyue's vicious expression, slowly and authentically.
Yun Qianyue heard that only a mouthful of blood suddenly came out of her chest, watching Rong Jing's picturesque face almost sprayed onto his face, and a pair of eyes stared at him angrily, and you were speechless for a long while.
"Huh? What are you looking at me for? Quick pinch?" Rong Jing in turn urged Yun Qianyue.
Yun Qianyue stared at him deadly, almost with a pair of beautiful big eyes. She stared at Rong Jing, her teeth crunching, and she suspected that the teeth would be broken.
"Hey, you look so ugly now! If Rong Feng is seen, it is estimated that he won't want to marry you if he is killed." Rong Jing removed his eyes and sighed, and his picturesque brows flashed with abandon.
Yun Qianyue felt the salt in her throat, and she felt the blood was about to spit out. It was really unbearable. Suddenly he loosened his collar and pinched him by the neck instead of yawning. "Okay, I'll strangle you today. I'll marry Rong Feng every year after the big deal. I will incense your head."
Yun Qianyue's words fell, her white hands held Rongjing's throat knot, and the cool and slippery touch of her palms was hard to dispel her heart, which was burning with anger. He must be strangled today! She is out!
"Well! Although I am dead, I will still be attached to the card and watch you give me a kowtow. I don’t look at it and don’t worry. The Rongwangfu Ancestral Hall is dedicated to the dark people who care for the ancestral hall. You don’t have enough three heads. It will make you rise." Rong Jing didn't look at him with his head tilted. Although Yun Qingyue pinched his neck and had difficulty breathing, he said it very completely.
"You still say!" Yun Qianyue's men worked hard, "Do you really want to die?"
Rong Jingwei nodded invisible, and said in a dumb throat: "It is better to die than life!"
"Are you still alive? I think you are alive and well!" Yun Qianyue sneered. The expression on his face was still fierce. She felt that she must strangle the today.
"It's really uninteresting nowadays, unless you really marry Rong Feng... Every morning and evening I see you and I still have a little taste... But these are not as good as you strangled me to celebrate every New Year's Day The Wangfu Ancestral Hall came and gave me a kowtow... It felt tasteful..." Rong Jing's speech was incomplete this time, but Yun Qingyue still heard clearly.
Yun Qianyue rushed to her head. Rong Jing's words pierced her head like a giant thorn straight from her ear. At that moment, the giant thorn rolled and stirred in her mind, and she could hardly breathe. Clenching her teeth and grinding her teeth were not enough to show her anger at this time. She originally pinched Rongjing's neck with one hand, and pinched the other hand to his neck. The voice was like a devil from hell. Yes, "If you tell me another word, you will be dead!"
Rong Jing's eyes glanced at her, extremely dark and deep, which seemed to contain a trace of accusation against innocent. It seems to be saying that I would like to say one more sentence, but you can't say it by pinching me.
Yun Qianyue understood the look in Rong Jing's eyes, and even hated to death. She was obviously threatening him, strangling him, and his face turned from weak pale to flushing, his breath was choked, and he had more outgassing and less air intake, but it was still a gentle and elegant look, without a little nervousness, she was a pair His eyes glared at him, his hands loosened. "Give you another chance. You said you are not Rong Feng's uncle, and I will spare you."
Yun Qingyue really called like a child at this time.
"Cough..." Rong Jing's neck was relieved and he coughed without breathing.
"Hurry up!" Yun Qianyue let go of her hand again, looking at Rong Jing's uncomfortable cough.
"Although Rong Feng is a side branch of Rongwang Mansion, the blood of the ancestor of Rongwang Mansion is still in his bloodline. I am probably his uncle. I'm afraid I can't change it. You can't dig out the ancestor of Rong Wang Mansion who has been dead for a hundred years from the bottom. Blood can't always put Rong Feng's ancestor back into his mother's stomach, let alone put Rong Feng back into his mother's stomach to prevent him from coming out? So, in this life, I am his uncle. Weaning changes It makes sense." Rong Jing eased his breath, looked at Yun Qingyue's face, and seemed to smile, slowly and authentically.
"Why don't you say that you're going to put you back in your mother's stomach?" Yun Qiangyue turned her head, her self-proclaimed cold self-growth in the past life extinguished, she thought that this man was just like this... people really wanted to strangle him!
Look at the spot, the voice is warm, "Well, if you have a way to push me back into my mother's stomach, it will do."
Yun Qianyue's eyes were dark, feeling dizzy for a moment. She looked at Rong Jing again, her face blank and speechless. When she was forced by Yun Muhan to read and threaten her with this black-hearted guy, she wanted to push him back into his mother's stomach. Use him to say?
"Hey, look at you, you don't really look like a half-silk woman now, but fortunately Rong Feng is not here. Otherwise, he really wouldn't want to marry you when he saw your ugly look." Rong Jing sighed.
"Don't mention him again!" Yun Qianyue growled. At this time, she wished to put Rong Feng back into his mother's stomach.
"Okay, don't mention it." Rong Jing was as good as the flow, and his eyes shattered in a flash of light. Looking at her little black face, her forehead was bluish-black, apparently not angry, the pink lips were now slightly white, and his long eyelashes blinked, reminding in a low voice, "Are you still strangling me? Hurry up if you want to, and let go if you don't! You are so tired that you stiffen your arms like this."
Yun Qianyue's men involuntarily exerted their strength, and said sensuously: "Naturally we will strangle you."
Rong Jing no longer spoke, lowered his head slightly, and looked like he was dying.
Yun Qianyue stared at Rong Jing, and the car was slightly dim because the curtain covered the sunlight, and she was dyed a little because she pinched his neck and breathlessly. Bai Xueyu's blood was slightly reddish, picturesque Her eyebrows seemed to spread a cloud of haze between Haitian, and he sat quietly in Yunxia. At this moment she actually thought he was beautiful and beautiful. For a while, I could not help but feel a little infatuated.
Rong Jing felt Yun Qingyue's strange eyes. He lowered his eyelashes, covering the look in his eyes.
"Shizi, Zuixianglou is here!" Xing Ge's voice came from outside, a little bit tense and tense.
Yun Qingyue woke up and instantly loosened Rong Jing’s neck, and looked at Rong Jing with disgust. He said with hate and hate: "I strangled you and I still dirty my hands! I will spare this time. is you."
"Well!" Rong Jing responded unheardly.
Yun Qingyue rubbed her arm with a calm face, so tossing her arm was indeed stiff and sore. She rubbed for a long time to see Rong Jing motionless, and then looked up at him again, only to see that he was still sitting quietly against the car wall with his head down, and the slightly open collar could clearly see the pinched neck Red marks, because his skin was too white and radiant, the red marks became more and more visible. She frowned, and she didn't look good: "Take care of yourself and get off to eat."
Rong Jing raised his eyelids and looked at Yun Qingyue. The quiet eyes were faint. The gentle voice in the past contained a low dumb voice. The tone of the words seemed to be arrogant. "Don't eat!"
"Stop eating?" Yun Qianyue raised her eyebrows. "Aren't you hungry?"
Rong Jing's faint eyes were covered with annoyance and grievances, "How do I go to eat like this? If someone is seen, I think you're doing me wrong!"
"Huh?" Yun Qingyue was stunned, watching his weakened and cruel look especially relieved at this time. The anger and depression in his chest also dispersed instantly, humming: "I originally wanted to strangle you , Now you are fortune-telling. Just to let people look at you like this."
"Okay! I'll go down and eat as you wish!" Rong Jing suddenly stood up, ignoring the open collar and the brocade pinched and creased by Yun Qianyue, and reached out to pick the curtain. , A slight probe, slowly got out of the car.
As soon as Rong Jing got out of the car, he heard the breathing of string songs outside the car.
Yun Qingyue hummed in his heart, thinking about making this black-hearted arrogant again, look! He deserved it, and it would be best if everyone laughed at him. It's best to commit suicide to make him shameless and unable to see anyone.
"Shi...Shizi..." Xian Ge's voice was stuttered.