I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

He was still half kneeling in front of Jiang Lao, a little shorter than Jiang Lao sitting on the bench in the carriage, looking up at Jiang Lao, the tiger’s mouth of the other hand was stuck between Jiang Lao’s waist, five fingers Pinched her waist.

Jiang Lao's heart slammed into her chest, and every breath became very short. Her face was dazzlingly white against the dim light of the carriage. Her face was flushed, completely emotional.

The moist and watery eyes are like the grass on the bank of a river that has just rained. They are foggy, and they are innocent and seductive. Only she does not know it, staring at Rong Zhi in a daze. Rong Ming's gaze was dark, and the light or heavy force pinched on the tip of her ears increased by two points.

Jiang Lao's ears numb, and she subconsciously wants to hide behind her, but her back has long been close to the wall of the carriage, and her waist is replaced with a hand that stops him, she has nowhere to go, thinking Avoiding the irritating itch in her ears, she could only move forward. She twisted her body uncomfortably, and almost ran into him before she moved forward, looking as if she was actively trying to kiss him.

Jiang Lao's ears were gradually red and blood dripping, and following the movement of bowing his head very shamelessly, he lowered his head severely and hid his face into his shoulders, and whispered "Yes".

Her voice felt long and long when she heard it, and she didn't have much strength, and she made her voice louder because she was afraid that he could not hear her, "Yes."

She is not a flower-seller, and she doesn't want any good things for her.

She wants everything he wants.

She was greedy, but she was honest and cleared her throat for the third time, "I want it."

She chuckled softly in her ears.

Rong Chen didn't say anything, just smiled faintly.

But Jiang Laohuan heard his connivance towards her from his low voice of laughter.

If it hadn't been for him to kiss her suddenly, she would definitely have to add an overbearing sentence, since she agreed, she can't go back.

But her heart was beating too fast at the moment, and when he thought of her intention to ask for a kiss, she couldn't lift her head at all, let alone be overbearing.

No wonder he can see it.

She just closed her eyes, I'm afraid it was a person who saw her, and she could see what she meant.

How could she be guilty at him every day?

The carriage bumped a few times, but Jiang Lao still clutched Rong Ming's skirt regardless, his face buried in his arms, the carriage stopped just in front of him, but he could not raise his head.

Rong Ming turned his head and glanced at her.

He couldn't see her face, he could only see her earlobes getting redder and red.

Lost the earlobe of the earring, originally white

Clean, in the end it looks like a pomegranate in late autumn, red inside and out.

He gently curled the corners of his lips, slowly loosened the hand holding her earlobe, stretched back along her neck to support her head, turned around holding her, and changed positions with her, and he sat until he was long. On a stool, and she can only sit in his arms.

The turmoil caused Jiang Lao to raise his head and open his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that his face was very close to her, and his long eyelashes seemed to be able to sweep her face, Jiang Lao's breathing stopped, and she would not be fooled by his face unless she was bewitched by his face. Close your eyes.

This time, it certainly won't.

As soon as she made up her mind, when the carriage turned a bit more bumpy, her body swayed and he moved forward, with lips pressed against his chin.

Although it was just a little bit of water, he made Jiang Lao's shoulders stiff, and glanced at him with her cold white cheeks stained with crimson, imaginative, and then he choked and said, "I'm not..."

She was only halfway through the explanation, and Rong Mao raised his chin and looked at her, "Have you kissed the wrong place again?"

He chuckled lightly, his voice very light but full of laughter, and he didn't bring much guilt of introspection, "I didn't teach it well."

His slender jade fingers were lifted gracefully, and the pads of the fingers pressed against the center of his thin lips, suggesting that they were generally lightly tapped.

They were too close, Jiang Lao could even see that his Adam's apple moved slightly with his breathing.

His inviting action was more open and upright than her, but in exchange it made her feel overwhelmed. It was wrong to kiss, and it was wrong not to kiss.

It seemed that she was slutty when she kissed. She didn't kiss... She just didn't hesitate to go up and down. He had a sad look on his face waiting there, his brows frowned in disappointment, and even the fingers pressed against his lips showed signs of disappointment. A little bit of grievance was left out in the cold.

The carriage stopped outside the inn to help Jiang Lao stop the torture.

Jiang Lao got out of the carriage in a sweat, with some regrets and some rejoicing in his heart.

She took a deep breath under the cone hat, and walked towards the inn pretending to be calm.

Ming Shao got off the carriage at the back and watched Jiang Lao walk out in the opposite direction from the inn like a headless fly. He chased her from a distance and held Jiang Lao in a dumbfounded manner: "Girl , Where are you going?"

Jiang Lao was pulled by Ming Shao and turned around. When he turned around, he saw Rong Zhao and got out of the carriage. Naturally, unlike her, he wore a cone cap on his head. Although the sky outside was gloomy, it was better than The narrow and dark space in the carriage was full of light. She glanced over and could see that there was a light crimson on his face, as if a fairy had entered the world, and his skin was as cold as snow. That crimson immediately caught him. The stop was so correct that there were only eight points left.

Only she knows how the missing two points are missing.

Jiang Lao lowered his head. Not only did he lose the upper hand with guilt, he was...somewhat pleased in his heart.

Sex is a knife, this kind of advice to a man, her experience is getting better and better day by day.

Rong Lu sent Jiang Lao back to the inn and returned to the county office again.

Jiang Lao walked slowly to the inn, Ming Shao followed her, and asked curiously, "What happened to the fire?"

Jiang Lao nodded and weighed it in his heart. There are some things that I don't need to hide from Ming Shao, "It's almost done."

Ming Shao rolled up his sleeves, "Did we crash into a black shop? Did the unscrupulous boss recognize the girl's identity and want to kill her for money?"

"It's nothing more than the previous grievances." Jiang Lao noticed that someone was walking nearby, and did not say the name of the queen. She clicked on Ming Shao's cuffs and motioned to her to pull down her sleeves. She looked like she rolled up her sleeves. Looking for someone desperately, I'm afraid it will scare the passing maid.

Yu'er, who was staying in the inn, walked over quickly. Seeing Ming Shao, he was taken aback. Jiang Lao smiled, "If you have anything, just say it."

Yu'er stepped forward and said, "Girl, when you were away, someone who appeared from nowhere, said that it was a relative of the drowned boss, came over and made trouble, arguing that the fire had nothing to do with the boss. A statement."

When Jiang Lao came back, the door of the inn was clean, and there were no figures of troublemakers.

She glanced back there again.

I didn't pay attention at first, but I looked at it carefully now, but on the ground in front of the inn, I saw traces of being scratched.

Yu'er rubbed the back of his hand and said with quite a bit of complaint: "They were blocked by the servants and thrown a lot of stones inside. According to the servants, those people may not be relatives of the innkeeper, and they kept saying that they want to be fair. Every word is inseparable from a word of money. Wanting to make the girl lose money, the slaves and maids find someone to clean up the yard for a long time before clearing the yard back to its original appearance. It was because the people who were guilty of the yamen stationed here, so that they did not cause much trouble. I slipped with my tail, otherwise the stones in this yard may not be cleared all day, maybe someone else will get hurt."

Although Jiang Lao was not present, he probably thought of the people who had just made trouble in his mind.

She can feel the pain of their loss of family members,

But he frowned, and said slowly: "The boss is self-inflicted, they shouldn't come to us to be fair."

If you really want to be fair, maybe they owe her instead.

She and her younger brother, in exchange for those entourages, were almost buried in the sea of ​​flames. If it weren’t for Fu Dadi to escape from the sea of ​​flames, would these people cry for justice for them?

Some people only feel pain when the knife falls on them.

Jiang Lao instructed, "Go and check, if the drowned boss has raised children or undeparted parents, secretly find someone to give them some money."

"But remember, find someone to deliver it to them in person. Those who have just come to make trouble, some of them are obviously just for money, and you can't let them take advantage. If you really want to give it, don't say it is us. given."

Yu'er nodded and left with Jiang Lao's instructions. Ming Shao discussed with Jiang Lao, "Girl, although there are people from the yamen watching here, but the servants feel that it is not appropriate to stay here for long. If the yamen are negligent, Maybe someone will come to make trouble again. It's better for the girl to see each other early and see the right day, and go back to Jinling early. Anyway, the person you are looking for has also been found."

"No hurry." Jiang Lao smiled slowly, "The fire has escaped, so I am afraid that those relatives will fail?"

She said: "I'm afraid that they will make trouble, so stay in the inn. If you don't go out, it's fine."

She herself was afraid of these troublesome things, but when she thought that Rong Ming was here, those fears disappeared.

He had just sent her back to the inn, and he went to the county office again. It is estimated that there was a place that had not been checked clearly, or the evidence could not be interrogated. Maybe she could not be exchanged for these two days. She went back to Jinling, but was there. It's better to be here when you are married in your boudoir. It's not as strict and unconstrained than Jinling, and you can meet a few more times.

A figure hugged the old clothes flashed under the corridor. Jiang Lao followed the figure and looked over, and asked Ming Shao, "Is that Huaiqing?"

Ming Shao nodded, and Jiang Lao had already seen that the man was Huaiqing. He walked quickly to the porch and called to him, "Huaiqing, what you hold in your hand, but the clothes changed by your ninth majesty." ?"

She looked at the fabric and texture of the shirt, "Is this the one worn by His Royal Highness Nine yesterday?"

"Are you going to get the wash at the edge of the well?" After Huaiqing nodded, Jiang Lao asked again.

After getting the affirmative answer again, Jiang Lao smiled, blinked, and looked at Huaiqing, "You might as well give me this dress."

Jiang Lao said sincerely, "I will help His Royal Highness Nine clean."

Mrs. Zuo said she is good at cooking

The embroidery is good, she thought about it, although she doesn't know what Mrs. Zuo knows, she can know something else.

Although unlike most girls in the world, she doesn't have the embroidering and cooking skills, but she also has what she is good at and can do.

It's just a coat, it's easier to learn than cooking and embroidering.

Jiang Lao looked at Huaiqing hopefully.

Huai Qing was stunned, clutching the clothes, but his face became extremely embarrassed.

In the morning, he was accompanied by Rong Ming, knowing everything that happened during the day.

Moving to the streets and alleys, Rong Chen taught the rogues on the street. Later, before going to find Jiang Lao, he changed the blood-stained coat and gave it to him to take it back and wash it—that coat was in his hand at this moment. this.

If it weren’t for a troublemaker suddenly came outside the inn, he had been paying attention to the situation outside, and he had delayed some hours. He had already asked someone to wash and dry the clothes. How could he get it until this moment, if it was really handed over to Jiang Lao, What did she discover...

Huaiqing's face became even more ugly.

What he was holding was obviously a hot yam.

A piece of hot yam that must not be thrown out.