I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

She thought, this winter, we will spend it together.

After they have changed a lot.

Her voice fell halfway, and the last sentence was weaker than one word, and gradually disappeared.

Rong Chen paused while carrying her on his back, then glanced back.

The back of his ears gradually became crimson, and his eyes became gloomy.

He has never had such emotions towards anyone, wanting to be careful and caring, but at the same time arrogant and monopolistic.

Rong Chen’s footsteps stopped for a while, and then he walked forward. The night wind on the river was extremely cold. Rong Chenkong took out one hand, pulled Jiang Lao hanging in the wind, and stuffed it into her own. In his arms, she put down the black gauze of the cone hat that she turned up, blocking her sleeping face.

If you want to hide her, you can't even see the moon.

…

After sending Jiang Lao back to the inn, Rong Chen sent her back to the couch. He always took care of himself and naturally took care of others. He took off her shoes and socks and wiped her feet. When he got to the outer shirt, he stretched his fingers. Stagnation, her eyelids drooped, avoiding her gaze without being rude, and continuing to unbutton her shirt.

When the eyelids drooped for only a moment, he blinked and looked up again.

His eyes didn't drop again, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Although the little girl was born petite, she had everything that should have been, concave and convex. He was blood-hot, clenching his teeth, impetuous, with a forbearing face. He didn't look away because of torture. Originally, he just wanted to help her untie her outer shirt and only leave her shirt to make her sleep more comfortable. Instead, he finally felt embarrassed and sweated profusely.

He knew that he couldn't stay here anymore, just about to get up, there was a rustling sound from the couch.

Rong Ming stopped and glanced back.

When the little girl was first put on the bed, she changed to lying flat. She turned over in the blink of an eye and lay face to the outside. She grabbed her arms into the air as if she wanted to hug something. After she grabbed it, she became delicate His brows frowned, as if making a small temper in a dream.

Rong Lu looked at her small movements, his eyes were gloomy, and he stood for a while, and finally calmly locked the door, opened the quilt, and sent his body into her arms.

The little girl Maoer curled up in his arms as if she found the nest, her frowning eyebrows gradually loosened after the smell. Her unconscious movements disturbed Rong Ming's breath, stretched her body, bit her lower lip severely, stretched her veins, and didn't sleep well all night.

It was not a few hours before the sky was bright.

It didn’t take a few moments for the chicken to cry. Ming was stunned by the medicine last night.

Shao braced his head and asked someone to clarify Jiang Lao's room. As usual, he thought of Jiang Lao's room waiting for Jiang Lao to get up, pushed the door, and noticed that the door was locked from the inside, and the interviewer shouted outside. Two "girls".

Rong Lu was covering Jiang Lao's ears, smiling at the corners of his lips, half-supporting his face, looking lazily at the person in his arms.

Ming Shao yelled twice and saw that no one inside responded, sighed and walked away.

Jiang Lao wanted to turn over in a dream, but was blocked by something. The touch was different from the wall. She opened her eyes and blinked blankly. She looked up at the extra figure on the bed. She was shocked. The arm on his waist shrank back and was pressed by his falling hand.

He was replaced by the refreshing and good smell of medicine, and the look of long hair was not the first time Jiang Lao saw him. Maybe the lazy smile on his face was too sultry, this time especially made her heart beat faster.

Her face turned red immediately, her arm was unable to move under the pressure of him, but she spread her fingers and her wrist with a bit of strength, and she tilted her hand up, not daring to actually put it on his waist, "Why are you here? "

"After I'm sending it back, I wanted to leave, but you held my waist and wouldn't let me go." Rong Zhao's hand pressed her arm with some strength, as if to remind Jiang Lao that her hand was on. Where, she raised her eyes and pointed her eyes, half aggrieved and half helplessly, "You will cry as soon as I leave."

He has not taken off his mysterious clothes and has a serious tone. Although there is a smile on his face, his smile is shallow, serious and helpless, making what he said looks like that.

Jiang Lao quickly lowered his head and wrapped his head in the quilt.

"Do you treat your maid like that on weekdays?"

She was separated by a layer of quilt, listening to his faint laughter, she couldn't say a word.

The fact that the quilt was full of medicine on his body and the fact that his body was in front of her made her face flushed, she said why she believed that she could sleep so securely when she changed the bed last night, and it was very powerful to switch for evil when she fell asleep. The small body was ashamed to show her face. After a while the bed moved, someone lifted her quilt. Jiang Lao clutched the quilt tightly, as if holding on to his little face, "You let me stay for a while."

Ming Shao's voice came over, "Girl, it's already dawn, the young master yells to take him to breakfast, it's time to get up."

Jiang Lao poked his head, only his eyes were exposed, and he swept behind Ming Shao, but he didn't see anyone.

She pursed her lips, "Where is His Royal Highness Nine?"

"He's gone." Ming Shao was startled, "Is that man really His Royal Highness the Nine?"

Jiang Lao threw a pillow over, "

Except for him, is there someone else who can't change? "

Ming Shao smiled and picked up the pillow that hadn't been thrown far away, patted it, and handed it back to Jiang Lao. Lovesick."

Jiang Rao threw the pillow into Ming Shao's arms again.

Ming Shao moved on to the pillow again and smiled happily. Jiang Lao took a few deep breaths, the heat on her cheeks dissipated, and she said: "What happened to His Royal Highness Nine, don't say anything about it."

Ming Shao has been around Jiang Lao over the years and has developed some insights. As usual, he responded to Jiang Lao’s words and didn’t ask too much. Mouth."

She waited on Jiang Lao to wash and dress, comb her hair, and when she was about to send the hairpin into Jiang Lao’s room, she smiled and looked at the charming little girl in the mirror, "In the past six months, the jewelry in the jewelry store, you also No one is fancy, now that I have found someone, I will ask His Royal Highness to do some favorites for you."

Jiang Lao glanced at her, ignoring the teasing in her tone.

She pointed to the box of mouth fat on the case and motioned Ming Shao to fill her lips with a little bit. Ming Shao picked up the mouth fat, glanced at Jiang Lao, and joked: "It's different if you can see the Nine Highnesses. , You all know that you have dressed up with your heart, but if you go out and wear a cone hat, he can't see it either."

Jiang Lao blushed, pursed his lips, and said dubiously, "How can there be so much tangle, I just want to make up my mouth fat."

After getting dressed, Jiang Lao put on a cone hat and left the inn.

Although she doesn't have to go to Huaizhou again, but in Qiliu Town, she wants to stay a few more days.

At least, you need to know who the arson was before you leave.

We had breakfast with Jiang Jinxing in the teahouse in the town. Jiang Lao didn't see Rong Lu's figure, so he asked someone to ask, only to find out that he had gone to the Yamen. When Jiang Jinxing heard about this, he was eager to go to the Yamen to investigate the case.

All the entourages who were stunned yesterday woke up, and when they could find someone to follow Jiang Jinxing, Jiang Lao let him go.

She walked around Qiliu Town by herself.

Although she settled down in the new inn, the owner of the new inn is actually not a good person. When she came during the day, the owner said that the inn was full. When they came in the evening, they knew that the inn was on fire, and they were okay and immediately changed their minds. Said that the inn room was mostly empty.

So one yard goes to one yard. Although she gave the new innkeeper money, she tied them up with the token in Rong's hand.

The boss has a problem, then the house after house she asked, even all the inns in this town, are all tricky in it.

I went to the dock last night and found nothing, but the night was obscured, maybe she didn't see it, Jiang Lao thought this way, but it was a little bit tickling, called a few servants and guards, and planned to go to the dock in the day.

The habit of being outside for many years makes her not want to reveal her identity too publicly, especially in Qiliu Town, where people live in the south and the sea, where people are mixed with dragons and dragons. The dress is far less wealthy than in Jinling, and there are pearl hairpins on her head. Shao, she let the maid and the guard follow farther away, leaving only Ming Shao beside her, who looked like a young lady from an ordinary wealthy family.

On a cloudy day, the light everywhere is a little dark.

The prying eyes of two thieves on the side of the road fell on Jiang Lao.

She wore a cone hat and her face was vague, she couldn't see clearly, but her exposed hands were white and slender, and coupled with her temperament and figure, she was eye-catching enough.

What's more, some dirty sight can't be blocked by wearing a cone cap.

Two people sitting on the street with cigarette pouches in their mouths looked at Jiang Lao, spitting out a smoke ring, and saying, "It's worth the time to sleep with this kind of sleep."

"Don't, they look rich and wealthy, maybe they have some background at home. If you don't taste this kind of thing, look at it twice and remember it well. I've been addicted to it after playing a few times in my dream."

"Come on, just think about what you can have, go, go over, block me, I will go and touch it, let you see what is really enjoyable."

"Can it be done?"

"It's not the first time this happened. She didn't see that she was one of us here. She didn't stay for a long time. There was only a maid by her side. What if she was caught?"

The whispers were not exhausted, and the speaker's hair was grabbed and pulled back.

The speaker's body was pulled on the ground like a sack, until it was dragged to a dark corner of the alleyway.

There was a muffled sound when the body hit the stone wall. The sound was not caused by the back hitting the wall, but the face.

A violent blow directly broke the bridge of his nose, his head was bleeding, and he opened his eyelids covered by the hot blood in amazement, and turned his head away. In the blood-red sight, a face with extraordinary appearance was vaguely visible in the air. Come with a "click".

…

Hearing a little noise, Jiang Lao leaped over the crowd and glanced back.

The alleys are deep, and the inside is as dark as night.

Jiang Lao frowned. He looked in and couldn't see anything. After listening carefully, he didn't hear anything else. He continued to walk to the dock.

When I got to the dock, I heard pedestrians on the side of the road talking about someone being beaten in Changqian Street.

Changqian Street happened to be where she came.

The beating was nowhere to be seen, and the man who was beaten had his hands scrapped, and howled, limp and shed a puddle of blood on the ground.

The two people who were beaten here are notorious loafers, they were beaten, they were very happy.

But they were so weak that they were innocent. Coupled with the blood and the miserable appearance of the two, it made some people feel jealous about the life of beating people.

Jiang Lao heard that the person being beaten was a famous rogue here, and he became very calm when he heard a sound when he passed the Changqian Street before turning back.

Even if it is possible to hit someone, it is not a good person, but somehow they have cleaned up and done evil.

The dock during the day is busier than at night, and there are old people selling flowers on the riverside, and there are plum blossoms in the flower baskets.

Jiang Lao didn't want to buy anything. Seeing the old man crouched and trembling with a pitiful gesture, he bought a whole basket of plum blossoms, held the old man's hand and asked, "Grandma, why are you trembling all the time?"

"Someone was beaten on Changqian Street. I, I have seen it." The old flower seller shook his arm slightly. "The blood is really scary, girl, don't go there."

Jiang Lao nodded and heard Rong Ming's voice calling her in small prints, turned his head and took a look, seeing that it was really her, his eyes immediately bend.

The old flower seller took La Jiangrao's hand.

Jiang Lao stopped and looked back at the old man slightly. The gaze of the flower seller was stopped on Rong Ming. The old man's brows were slightly raised, his eyes were inquisitive, and he said to Jiang Lao, " He seems to be the one who beats people so fiercely."