Speak Your Mind
Mo Ruo couldn't express his feelings towards Tang Si. Sometimes he felt that this woman was annoying, and sometimes he felt that she was cute and loyal. There were a few times when they encountered assassins, and this woman had helped them regardless of her own life. Not every woman had that kind of generosity.
In any case, Tang Si couldn't care less. There was no way he could chase her away!
Today, she had to stay here no matter what.
"Fine, I won't talk about the past anymore. Just pretend that I'm really scared, so you can't chase me away." She was domineering.
After that!
She crawled into Mo Ruo's bed and covered him with the blanket, not even taking off her clothes.
Mo Ruo was dumbfounded. He frowned. "You've learned to be shameless?"
Ignore him.
"Get up."
Ignore him.
"If you don't get up, I'll throw you out."
Ignore him.
Mo Ruo didn't know what to do. He looked at the lump of flesh wriggling on the bed and felt helpless and angry. He walked over and grabbed the blanket. He wanted to pull it off, but the woman was holding on too tightly. It was as if the blanket had become one with her.
"I'll say it again. If you don't get up, I'll really throw you out."
Soon, a muffled sound came from under the blanket. "I'm not getting up."
Thereupon —
The next moment, Mo Ruo picked her up along with the blanket and walked towards the door. Tang Si's head also poked out from under the blanket, staring in surprise at the man who was carrying her in his arms.
"What are you doing? Put me down. "
"That's what you get for being disobedient!" Mo Ruo said fiercely.
"Put me down," she shouted as her body twisted.
Mo Ruo ignored her.
Seeing that they were about to reach the door, Tang Si immediately wrapped her arms around his neck to prevent herself from being thrown out. She didn't want to let go, hanging on to him like a spare part.
"Let go." Mo Ruo was displeased.
"I won't."
Their eyes met!
They were hugging in a very ambiguous way.
Sparks almost flew.
At that moment, Mo Ruo's heart skipped a beat. He reacted and threw the lump of flesh in his arms to the ground, as if he was smashing a watermelon.
"Ah!"
A blood-curdling scream!
Fortunately, he was still wrapped in a blanket, so he didn't fall too badly. Otherwise, he would really be smashed like a watermelon.
Mo Ruo brushed away the wrinkles on his clothes and looked at Tang Si with disgust.
The woman on the ground gritted her teeth. The more she liked Mo Ruo, the more she hated him now. She rubbed her butt, got up and shouted at Mo Ruo, "Mo Ruo, I'm not done with you!"
Unexpectedly, her feet tripped over the quilt, and her body fell forward heavily.
Huh?
Before Mo Ruo could react, he was already pinned to the ground.
There was a clang.
Two figures descended, one above and one below.
The back of Mo Ruo's head hit the ground hard, and his face was filled with pain. Just as he raised his head, his mouth collided with Tang Si's.
Their lips pressed together!
At that moment, Tang Si's eyes widened, her long eyelashes trembling faintly as she stared at Mo Ruo.
The surroundings were silent!
One!
Two!
Three!
Suddenly —
Tang Si placed her hands on her firm chest and pushed herself up, pulling her lips away from Mo Ruo's. She immediately got up, her face red as she turned her back to the man on the ground.
Mo Ruo lay motionless on the ground, as if someone had pressed his acupuncture points, staring at the ceiling with his round eyes.
After a long time —
Only then did he react!
He got up from the ground and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. He stared at Tang Si, who had her back to him, and pursed his lips. "Just now …"
"Not just now."
"You …"
"You have to take responsibility for me." Tang Si turned around and lifted her chin shyly.
"Ah!" Mo Ruo broke out in a cold sweat.
"What's there to 'ah' about? We're in the right now." She picked up the quilt on the ground and walked towards the bed, saying, "We've already kissed. You can't chase me away now."
Then, she lay down on the bed.
This time, Mo Ruo didn't have any more confidence. He no longer lifted the blanket that was wrapped around the woman on the bed. After swallowing his saliva, he closed the door and silently sat down at the table. He began to read the book that he had yet to finish. However, his mind was no longer on the book. There was an indescribable sense of panic in his heart, and his calm heart was beating wildly. His pair of blurry eyes occasionally glanced at the person on the bed. He had a guilty conscience, and he was even more worried that Tang Si would catch him, so he immediately retracted his gaze.
Tang Si, who was lying on the bed with her back facing Mo Ruo, pulled the blanket up to her ears. Her flushed face was covered under the blanket, and her pair of big eyes stared blankly in front of her. She bit her lips and secretly laughed.
Thus, the two of them sat quietly in the room.
Neither of them spoke again.
On the other side, Ji Yunshu found a lantern with her bandaged hands and handed it to Jing Rong.
Jing Rong took it and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I said I wanted to investigate the case."
"In the middle of the night?"
"Isn't there a ghost? Since it's a ghost, let's go catch it when there's no one around. "
Jing Rong frowned slightly, but still took the lantern and stared at her. "Didn't you say there's no ghost? Why are you going to catch a ghost now? "
Ji Yunshu smiled. "Follow me."
Then, she stepped through the door.
The man behind her hurriedly followed.
One walked in front with the lantern, while the other walked behind with his hands tucked in his sleeves. The light slowly spread, following the limestone floor all the way to Granny Lin's room.
Two of Jing Rong's guards stood guard outside.
In fact, this job should have been done by the people from Marquis Kang's estate. However, they were all as timid as mice. Even the bolder ones wouldn't dare to guard a corpse that had died for no reason. The estate's soldiers were usually not allowed to enter the courtyard.
They were always patrolling outside and rarely came in. Thus, this job fell to Jing Rong's subordinates.
When the two of them arrived, the guards immediately bowed. "Your Highness, Teacher Ji."
"Is the corpse still inside?"
"Yes."
The two of them entered.
Fortunately, the weather had been cool recently, so the corpse didn't give off a strong stench.
Ji Yunshu lit the shabby candlestick in the room, brightening the room. She lifted the candlestick and moved closer to the corpse on the ground. The corpse was placed in the same place she had left it, except that there was a piece of white cloth covering it.
She turned around and gave Jing Rong a meaningful look.
Jing Rong couldn't help but shiver at the sight of her.
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