Quick travel: These villains are delicious

Leng Bingru cried beautifully, her eyes were reddish with a cry of sorrow. She squatted on the ground holding Jiang Tiancheng's military uniform jacket in her arms. She felt extremely wronged. She stood up and threw the military uniform to him, turned around and left, "Give it back."

You! I will never come again!"

Yun He and Jiang Tiancheng's room was at the corner of the second floor. Leng Bingru turned around and was about to go downstairs, but was grabbed by Jiang Tiancheng at the door. He, who never bowed his head in front of others, was the first to apologize, "I'm sorry Bingru, I can't

I knew it was you."

"How come you don't know it's me? I see it's me you're yelling at! I'm just going to get out!" Leng Pingru yelled back, trying to shake Jiang Tiancheng's big palm away, but she was weak and failed.

The two of them were chatting at the top of the stairs, not caring about the servant's gaze, and both looked at Yun He with pity.

"Bingru, good boy, I'm really not yelling at you. This is the staircase. Slow down and be careful not to get hurt."

"You need to take care of me! I won't pay attention to you anymore! We haven't seen each other for three years anyway, and we don't want to see you again! Let me go, I want to go home!"

"Don't say angry words. How could we not meet? What kind of relationship do we have? You have to say these words to make me angry."

"I don't care! I don't care! We could part ways three years ago, and we can do it now!"

Jiang Tiancheng's voice finally calmed down, "Leng Bingru, you can't coax me anymore, can you? You left me to study abroad three years ago, where can you go now? I said I wasn't trying to hurt you just now,

How could I possibly know that the person outside is you when the door is closed? I thought it was some ignorant servant. If I knew it was you, I would definitely not yell at you."

Leng Bingru's eyes were red and she stopped struggling, "Really?"

The laughter was silenced for an instant, and Leng Bingru looked Yun He up and down. She was wearing an orange-pink cheongsam that covered her beautiful figure. Her neat hair was rolled up to the back of her head, and her ears were fixed with hairpins. She was gentle and intellectual but lacked fun.

"Okay, okay, I promise you my ancestor."

She looked at Leng Bingru, ignoring the harshness and arrogance inside, and apologized: "Miss Leng, I'm so sorry, I can't entertain you in person."

Jiang Tiancheng was almost dragged downstairs by Leng Bingru, chattering non-stop.

Yun He reached out and swept the cheongsam on her body before sitting down. Her movements were elegant and beautiful. Seeing this, the servants on the side quickly added a cup of tea for her. Yun He did not drink it in a hurry, but answered Leng Bingru's question first.

"It shouldn't be a problem. Several of my classmates are abroad. They will write letters back every once in a while, telling some interesting things about foreign countries. Where did Miss Leng come back from studying abroad?"

In May, thousands of roses are blooming, and the sea of ​​roses paints the colorful colors of early summer. The wind blows ten miles away, and the flowers are surging, and the fragrance of flowers fills the city, which is very charming.

The roses in the garden of the Marshal's Mansion were all uprooted and planted because Leng Bingru came back. The two of them looked so intimate, so who would believe them if they said they were not related at all?

Jiang Tiancheng frowned and looked down at Leng Bingru. Although his finger was pricked, he was not squeamish at all. He opened his mouth and held the bleeding fingertip in his mouth, sucked it for a while and spit it out.

Did you hide shyly because you were caught? Or did you hide because you were sad?

After watching the drama until noon, Zhang’s mother brought all the food and medicine. Yunhe said that he was a little tired from watching the drama and wanted to sleep for a while.

Yun He suppressed his sadness and put on a smile, "It's Miss Leng who's here."

Hearing this, Yun He lowered his head slightly, and a crystal teardrop fell from his eye socket and broke into pieces.

The two of them hugged each other for a while as if no one else was around before preparing to go downstairs. However, when Leng Pingru threw Jiang Tiancheng's clothes to him, they fell to the ground. Naturally, Jiang Tiancheng would not let Leng Pinru pick them up, so he turned sideways and ordered his servants.

Then I saw Yun He standing at the door.

The "beloved" man couldn't get along with other women, and it was obvious that his status was not as good as Leng Bingru's. Yunhe's hands holding his coat crossed his hands and rubbed his cold arms, "Okay, then I'll go back to the room to rest. You guys

busy."

Jiang Tiancheng and Leng Pingru no longer had the quarrel they just had, but their hands were still intertwined. Leng Pinru's eyes were red and she pouted, asking for Jiang Tiancheng's promise, "Then you promise not to be cruel to me. For the sake of

No one can do it! No one can do it!”

Yun He lay on the window sill, looking at a large red sea wave in the distance, filled with the fragrance of roses, and two figures in the sea of ​​flowers.

Jiang Bingru glanced at Yun He, and the contempt and ridicule in her eyes was clearly visible. She was highly educated and only accepted monogamy, so even if Yun He had the capital to be a concubine, she would never stay!

The corridor was not spacious, and at this time it was crowded with several people. It became narrow and cramped for a while, which made Yun He feel depressed.

The two of them made eye contact for a while, but Jiang Tiancheng was finally defeated and said, "Yunhe, you are still sick. Go back to the house and sleep for a while. Bingru and I still have something to discuss."

But now she could sit and talk with Leng Bingru again, breaking the boring side of his heart again and again.

The interaction between the two was quite disgusting in Yunhe's eyes, so he simply went back to the room and settled on the bed to watch TV dramas. It was so fun to watch a bloody drama, wasn't it better than watching them?

Jiang Tiancheng, who was in the garden, glanced in the direction of the bedroom window again. This time, the window was deserted. Even the curtains were not swinging. People obviously no longer peeked at them.

After speaking, she handed the coat in her hand to the servants and told them to wash it thoroughly before returning to the room.

I had an extremely comfortable sleep. When I woke up, washed up and went downstairs, I heard a woman's laughter and a man's deep voice in the distance. The two of them talked wantonly, without paying any attention to the presence of a young lady in the house.

So what if the two of them had a relationship? This woman left the young master to study abroad, and the young master was already married. As a woman, doesn’t she even know how to avoid suspicion?

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Leng Bingru felt that Yunhe did it on purpose. She went to study abroad, and Yunhe said that she also had classmates who went abroad, and she was so keen on comparison. Then she was the daughter of a bank president! What could Yunhe compare with her?

The two people sitting across from each other had different thoughts. Jiang Tiancheng was surprised that Yun He actually had classmates studying abroad. He had never known about these things before. He only thought that Yun He was dull in ethics and adhered to the previous dogma, so he always thought

Yunhe simply cannot accept new things.

Just as Leng Bingru had guessed, Yun He staggered back and grabbed the door frame tightly, his slender white fingertips almost embedded in the wood, with a pale face that was about to collapse.

Stretching his finger in the direction of Jiang Tiancheng, a bright red blood drop appeared on Leng Bingru's fingertip.

Jiang Tiancheng comforted her distressedly. What he hated most was her crying.

After eating and drinking a bowl of bitter concoction, Yun He fell asleep again.

"There are so many thorns on the roses that I accidentally pricked my finger."

"What's wrong, Cheng?" Seeing that he was still not coming downstairs, Leng Pingru also turned around and looked over.

Rushing into the garden wantonly, Leng Bingru held up the hem of her skirt and stopped in front of a rose. Seeing Jiang Tiancheng standing at the edge of the garden, she raised her arms to signal him to come over.

Yun He stood by the window and stretched out his hand to fan the tip of his nose, saying with some disgust: "Eh~ It stinks!"

She couldn't help but feel proud. Even though Jiang Tiancheng had married such a wife after three years of absence, wasn't Jiang Tiancheng still thinking about her? Besides, she and Jiang Tiancheng were the same family, and Yun He, a small family member, could only be treated as a concubine at most.

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He stretched out his hand to stop him, but was held by Leng Bingru on the side and pulled him up the stairs, with excitement in his voice, "A Cheng! When I just came here, I found that the garden was full of roses. You don't like it.

Are there bright flowers? Why are they still planted? Come with me and have a look! They are really beautiful!"

Like a happy butterfly, it shuttles between gardens, pausing in front of this flower and sniffing in front of that rose.

Leng Bingru then burst into laughter and threw herself into Jiang Tiancheng's arms. She clenched her little hands into fists and lightly beat his chest, "That's pretty much it."

Yun He was peeking at them.

Keenly aware that someone was looking at them not far away, he subconsciously turned back to look at the room. A figure hurried away, leaving only the slightly moving curtains.

The moment she straightened up, she turned her head and coughed twice, and a sickly red color appeared on her pale face. Jiang Tiancheng and Yun He looked at each other. Although they felt that they were right, they felt a little guilty for no reason. Last night, they lost their lives for Leng Bingru.

After a whole night, Leng Bingru said it again.

With a pale face, she stood fragile on the spot. There was a tear hidden in her eyes, which shattered into bright light, but this tear never fell.

"What's wrong?"

Leng Bingru was still wearing a dress today, an exquisite white lace collar top, puff sleeves closed to reveal a section of bright white wrists, a green gauze skirt that swayed as she walked, her waist was tightened, and she held it tightly.

The cold atmosphere in the past has become more graceful.

The air was silent for a moment, and Jiang Tiancheng looked at Yun He quietly with a sharp and fierce aura. She forced a smile on her face that was about to break, "Miss Leng, I'd like to trouble you to deliver it in person."

Zhang Ma really felt sorry for this young lady. She would not fight or snatch her away. Even when the women from outside came to the house, she would hide in her room and silently lick her wounds. The young lady was still sick! The young master played with Leng Bingru all morning.

, I want to stay and have dinner together now.

Jiang Tiancheng looked aggressive and had a strong aura. At this moment, he stopped and looked in one direction. Even Leng Bingru, who was smiling and talking, stopped.

Jiang Tiancheng stood in front of Leng Bingru and covered most of her body behind him. Leng Bingru looked at Yun He's slightly messy hair and wrinkled skirt, and naturally knew what the two of them were planning to do just now.

He deliberately pressed his fingertips on the rose thorn, and a "yeah" sound captured Jiang Tiancheng's attention.

I don’t know how he managed to be so cold and oily.

After saying that, she pushed Jiang Tiancheng affectionately and urged: "Explain it to sister Yunhe quickly! Don't let sister Yunhe get angry and ask you to kneel on the rose thorns! Let me tell you, it's hard to coax a woman when she's angry.

!”

Showing a victorious smile to Yun He, Leng Bingru immediately changed her face after making sure she saw clearly, moved sideways to Jiang Tiancheng in small steps, and hurriedly explained, "Sister Yun He, don't get me wrong, I'm here.

The one who delivered clothes to Ah Cheng, he was at my place last night, and I came to find him after he fell behind when he was leaving. We really don’t have anything."

How to compare? Jiang Tiancheng just yelled at a servant and Leng Bingru misunderstood, then he said all the good things and got a promise that he would never yell at her for anyone.

But doesn’t this also illustrate her importance in Jiang Tiancheng’s heart? In that situation, he could stop even when he heard her voice. Yunhe, what are you trying to argue with me about?

In the room, the conversation between the two people outside reached the ears of Yun He who paused at the door. She stood there blankly with a pale face. The servant who came up with Leng Bingru cast a sympathetic look on her.

On the body, I want to speak but stop.

Leng Pingru leaned against Jiang Tiancheng, smiled at Yun He, and asked Yun He to sit down on the sofa opposite the two of them, "I am telling interesting stories about my study abroad! Sister Yun He, do you understand?

?”

He bent down and picked up the military jacket from the ground. The scent of toilet water flowed straight into his nose, which was exactly the same as the one on Jiang Tiancheng.

Inexplicably, Jiang Tiancheng thought of Yun He crying just now, and the broken tears seemed to fall on his heart, making him feel a little heavy.

The wooden door slowly closed, blocking Jiang Tiancheng's view. He recalled the way Yun He shed tears just now, like a butterfly that had just emerged from its cocoon, as if it would spread its wings and take off in the next second.

"I want to take a bath with roses. I will pick a lot of them when I go back!"

Leng Pingru stood on the far left side of the stairs. Jiang Tiancheng was closer to Yun He, so he could see Yun He's tears more clearly. Leng Pinru on the side only saw Yun He's eyes lowered and silent.

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The two of them were sitting on the same sofa not far apart, with their backs facing the direction of the stairs, so they couldn't see Yun He walking down the stairs until Yun He walked up to them and said with a smile, "We are chatting."

What? Do you mind if I come along?"

"Such a large rose garden is so romantic."

The wound on her fingertips was no longer bleeding. Leng Bingru obviously didn't realize that the saliva remaining on her fingertips might stink someone to the point of fainting. Instead, she looked at Jiang Tiancheng with some shame and admiration, and hesitantly said: "You

…How could you do that? It’s not hygienic at all.”

Leng Bingru chuckled, "That's what a rose is like. Even though it's beautiful, it has a lot of sharp thorns! If you're not careful, you'll get pricked."

She digested it on the spot for a long time before taking a step out of the door with trembling lips.

Jiang Tiancheng frowned and pinched her wrist with one hand, "Why are you so careless?"

The sun shines through the window, casting a halo on the wooden floor, and also shines on the people lying on the balcony.

His eyes signaled Yun He to go and rest in the room, but Yun He's wet eyes were gleaming and she didn't understand what he meant at all.

Leng Bingru pretended to be surprised and deliberately asked, "Then why has Sister Yunhe never gone abroad to study? If you ask me, if you have the conditions, you should go abroad to study. You can't be a product of feudal dross, right?"

She was secretly belittling Yun He, who was not outstanding in terms of his status, status and knowledge.

Yun He pursed her lips and smiled and did not answer. Instead, she glanced at Jiang Tiancheng beside her and skipped the question.

Thinking of something, Leng Pingru's face changed slightly and she looked at Jiang Tiancheng next to her.

Jiang Tiancheng never stayed overseas.