Chapter 21

For this sudden intruder, the person on the reclining chair didn't lift his eyelids and said, "That chicken is from the next door."

Every day when Su Jingyang and the others went out, this chicken would try his best to fly over even if it was tied up, and then wandered around in his yard.

He then said slowly: "Call me Ayi, don't call me my name."

"Ayi? Isn't this the nickname your father gave you?" The person who came was a woman with bright features, a red narrow-sleeved dress, covered with layers of tulle of the same color, and the rolled up bun was also red. Her hair tie is embellished, her figure is tall and straight, and her face is beautiful and dazzling, but her eyes are full of evil, which makes her look a little more difficult to approach gloomy.

She casually sat at the table as if she was going in and out of her own home, grabbed the teacup with her black gold gloved hand and took a sip.

She looked around, and her tone was a little disbelieving, "You live here these days?"

"It's clean here." When I bought the house at that time, the person who introduced it said that no one lived here, and it was very clean and quiet. It was only when I came here that I realized I was fooled. The guy next door was all right, just chatting and teasing the children, and being clean became a joke.

Rong Ci finally glanced at her and said, "Why are you running here if you don't take care of your saintess?"

Hearing this, Rong Hua snorted, turned slightly sideways to face him, crossed his arms and raised Erlang's legs, staring at him with long black eyes, "I'm here to see the Lord of the City who is running around for a dream. Why don't you even have any news. Why, after so many days, the old man of Master Meng still refuses to see you?"

"Well, avoid it."

Rong Hua honked his knuckles and sneered: "He still remembers that Rongcheng drove him out to be separated from his family. I should go out and keep him safe, be good. Interpret your dreams."

Rong Ci, who had no expression at first, hummed when he heard the words, looked at her with black eyes and said, "That is, who is not afraid of your little Rakshasa."

Rong Hua's face changed, and he scolded angrily: "Grass your grandma, don't mention these three words to me, it hurts my brain to hear it!"

The Holy Maiden of Rongcheng was determined by the wizard, and she was destined to be born. The saints of Rongcheng's past dynasties are either cold and out of the dust, or peaceful and kind, and are supported by the people. And Rong Hua is definitely an exception. She is cold-tempered, ruthless, arrogant, stubborn, fearless, and almost no one in the whole city dares to provoke her except for the words that she grew up with. As soon as she appeared on the street, the people around her almost instantly dispersed, for fear that she would provoke this aunt who was always cloudy and sunny, and her limbs would be removed on the street. Because she really did.

No one of Rongcheng's people doesn't know her now, and they call her Little Rakshasa in private, talking about her being an evil ghost and not a saint at all.

Of course, he only dared to say quietly that if Rong Hua heard him, he would definitely kill him.

Obviously, Rong Hua didn't like this title very much. When she heard it, she felt so annoyed that she wanted to kill someone. If it wasn't for Rong Ci who was talking just now, she would have pulled out the dagger without hesitation and stabbed it hard.

Rong Hua tapped on the table and said, "By the way, your birthday banquet is already being arranged, will you go back?"

Rong Ci sat up, his knuckles pressed against his eyebrows, his black hair fell on the side of his well-defined face, and he said in a sloppy voice, "It doesn't matter if I go back or not, I'll look at it later."

"Yeah." Rong Hua couldn't help laughing, "Anyway, your mother is looking forward to your death outside day and night, so that her precious little son will take over the throne of the city. For fear that others will not know, you will say that the wizard is right. You are destined to have no heirs, you really have a heart to punish! If she wasn't your mother, I would have killed her long ago, I really admire you for being able to endure her for so many years."

"Let her go, I can't make any waves." When he mentioned that woman, Rong Ci's expression became a lot colder.

He got up and stretched his long legs, changed into a black dress and put it on. Rong Hua also stood up, walked over to him, and asked him with an angry look, "Do you really believe what the wizard said? I don't believe that you are young and strong enough to have children? You can choose The one who sees the eye will do a few things, and give birth to a child to show her, oh, no, it is ten or eight! Break her face! Lest she open her mouth all the time, I am afraid of me I can't help but cut her off."

"The right eye..." Rong Ci didn't seem to pay much attention to listening to her next words, and after finishing the clothes, he suddenly bent the corner of his mouth: "Is there someone who sees the right eye, but there is someone who sees the wrong eye? One."

Rong Hua looked at his expression carefully, and after a while he said suspiciously, "Look at your smile...is it really wrong?"

"Well, of course." Rong Ci had already put on his clothes, looked back at Rong Hua and nodded with absolute certainty, "He's an annoying guy, and he talks a lot."

If Rong Hua felt something, he glanced out of the window before asking again, "The chicken in the yard is..."

"It's his." Rong Ci commented: "The chicken follows the master and likes to climb over the wall casually."

Rong Ci casually tied his hair twice, grabbed some rice from the plate on the table, took it out into the yard, sprinkled it on the ground, and happily ran over to eat the rice without calling the chicken.

Rong Hua followed him out, watching Rong Ci feed the chickens in a chic manner, his eyes widened in disbelief, as if his heart was struck by lightning.

Rong Hua said angrily: "Grass your grandma, you have already helped people feed the chickens, how dare you lie to me that I didn't see the right eye?!!!"

The weather was fine, the long-lost sun was warm, and the dirty old beggar sat in the diagonally opposite corner of the restaurant that had not yet opened, basking in the sun comfortably, nibbling on the big meat buns presented by old friends, drinking sesame porridge, and his face was full of joy.

When he had eaten and drank enough, the old beggar stroked his oily beard with his hand, squinted his eyes contentedly, and was waiting for a good sleep when a clear voice suddenly sounded, "Master Dream Master."

Two figures, one black and one red, stood in front of him, blocking the sunlight.

When the old beggar heard that name, his beard shook a few times, and his dusty brows were tangled.

"...Dare to pretend to be dead? See if I won't kill him!!" A vicious voice said.

Rong Ci stretched out his hand to stop Rong Hua's raised palm, his eyes became colder, "Okay, don't fool around." Rong Hua glared at him, retracted his hand reluctantly, and snorted heavily.

Rong Ci looked at the fiery old beggar in sleeping clothes again, thought for a moment, squatted down on one knee, and said in a lower voice, "I have a strange dream that has bothered me for a long time, and I asked the dream master to explain my confusion. Rong Ci is grateful. Exhausted."

The old beggar couldn't hold on anymore, so he opened his eyes, looked at Rong Ci, and sighed, "There are not thousands or hundreds of dream masters in Rongcheng, why should the city lord insist on asking me, an old man to solve his puzzles?"

Rong Ci shook his head gently, "They are so weak that they have no way to ask, and naturally they are not as good as you."

The old beggar was speechless for a moment, and then he said again: "The old man has lived in a daze for many years, and he has never cultivated. I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't help..." Looking at Rongci's sincere face, he finally couldn't bear the reason he felt in his heart. The city lord's affection, sighed for a long time, and compromised, "That's it, let's try it for now."

"Thank you very much." Rong Ci said, winking at Rong Hua beside him, telling her to avoid.

Rong Hua actually wanted to hear it. She only knew that Rong Ci always dreamed of a person, but she didn't know what it was. It could be seen that he didn't want to be by his side, so he paced to avoid it.

What the hell did you dream about, is it so mysterious? Rong Hua whispered in dissatisfaction.

She looked around boredly, her eyes fixed, and she found that the signboard was in full swing on the opposite side.

"Linji, Xiaoguan." Rong Hua whispered the words above, the red hairband between the buns was fluttering in the wind, and the calm expression on his face softened the coldness on his body.

She really had nothing to do, so she just stood there from the beginning to the end, until the sign was installed and the people at the door dispersed, and then she turned to look at Rongci.

Rong Ci just got up in front of the old beggar, said something in a low voice, left him a piece of gold, and then got up and strode towards this side.

Rong Hua noticed that his face was not very good, so he asked him what the old beggar said, and Rong Ci said, "He said...it's a dream, not a dream."

"What the hell!" Rong Hua said, "What's the difference between saying this and not saying it, how are you fooling around with your gods?"

Rong Ci's expression was condensed, and he said in a low voice, "It's fine for him to let me keep the status quo. There's no need to search for it, it's meaningless."

Rong Hua got even more angry when he heard it, "A bunch of nonsense, it's really asking for a beating." Rong Hua looked back, but found that the old beggar had disappeared without a trace, she scolded in a low voice, "Damn old man, you can run away. quick."

Rong Ci closed his eyes, and then said to her in a soft tone: "You go back to Rongcheng first, I plan to... come back in a few days."

Rong Hua looked at him strangely and said, "Why do you still have to live for some time? You have achieved the purpose of finding a dream master to interpret your dreams. Are you staying here to cultivate feelings for your annoying spirit?"

Rong Ci glanced at her indifferently.

Rong Hua pointed to the Lin Kee Restaurant on the opposite side, "I'll come over anyway and invite me to dinner."

Rong Ci looked in the direction she was pointing, and after observing for a moment, he said, "Change one, this place is not open." Rong Ci was about to turn to leave when a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the restaurant, with white skin, big eyes and a face. There are still unresolved scars, and two big red lanterns are in his hands. The man behind him was thin, with a hat on his head, covering his face, he carried a ladder in his hand, and then the two of them began to hang lanterns.

Rong Ci looked at the man who was staggeringly climbing up the ladder, as if he had been cursed, and his footsteps stopped immediately.

Rong Ci knew that Su Jingyang and Ling had left the restaurant and had been busy until the evening for the past two days, but he didn't expect such a coincidence, and this happened.

Rong Hua asked him inexplicably: "Didn't you say change places, why didn't you leave?"

Rong Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, as if to smile, "If you don't go, just stay here."

As he spoke, he walked towards Lin Ji Xiaoguan, Rong Hua's face was inexplicable, he didn't know why he suddenly changed his mind, but he still followed behind him.

When Rong Ci approached, he saw that the person standing on the ladder holding the lantern with both hands was already trembling. As expected, just after hanging one of the lanterns, he leaned back, and before he could hold the ladder, he was about to fall. .

In Ling Li's exclamation, Rong Ci flashed over, stretched out his arms to catch Su Jingyang in his arms, turned around with inertia, and quickly put him back on the ground without giving him any a time of relaxation.

Su Jingyang stood on the ground and staggered twice before standing up. Lingli, who was wearing a hat, hurriedly came over to help him, "Are you alright!"

Su Jingyang shook his head with lingering fear and said it was okay.

Originally, this lantern was going to be made by the person who hung the sign, but he was so busy that he forgot to come and go. Now that everyone has left, it is not easy for Su Jingyang to run and call for them to come back, so he can solve it by himself. It's just that his legs and waist are so soft this day, and it is very difficult to hang a lantern. If he doesn't hold up, he will fall down.

Fortunately, he was caught like in the TV series, but the person who caught him did not hold Thomas and spin 1800 degrees, nor looked at him for more than 30 seconds, but immediately smashed him to the ground. , It seems that if you hold it for a while, you will feel disgusted and die.

Su Jingyang was not surprised when he saw that it was Rongci, he could meet him everywhere.

Su Jingyang said to him depressedly: "Thank you, but can't you let me put it down slowly?"

Rong Ci stared at him, and smiled briefly before saying, "No, you are too heavy."

Su Jingyang said, "Where am I heavy? You can call me heavy if I only weigh a few pounds. Are you a man?"

"It's a little heavy, after all, your head is full of water." Rong Ci teased him with his usual tone, wanting to see him jump, but he was stunned for a moment, let out a light sigh, and didn't return his mouth.

He nodded silently to Rong Hua, who just came over, and turned around to get another lantern to hang.

Lingli dared to let him climb the ladder and wanted to take the lantern from his hand, "Jingyang, if you're not feeling well, just go and rest. I'll do it."

Uncomfortable? Rong Ci frowned slightly and glanced at him, his face was indeed not very good. Su Jingyang dodged and continued to climb up, "Let me do it, I just lost my footing just now, just hold on to me."

Seeing his persistence, Rong Ci was inexplicably a little irritable, his lips moved, and suddenly he stretched out his hand, and said solemnly: "Come down, I'll do it."

Standing on the ladder, Su Jingyang turned his head and glared at him, showing no appreciation at all, "You'd better stay away from my ladder, I'm afraid of your murder."

I don't know if it was because of physical discomfort, or because the scars on his face had not disappeared. His big eyes didn't have the usual sturdy aura, but they were moist and had a pitiful bluff.

After Rong Ci was rejected by him, his eyes suddenly tightened, his hands retracted, his chest heaved, he stared at him intently, his lips pursed silently.

Su Jingyang insisted on hanging the lantern, got down from the ladder, held Ling Li's arm and was about to walk in, when suddenly he felt a red figure beside him.

Su Jingyang tilted his head to look, facing a bright and moving face, looking at him wantonly with a smile on his lips, Su Jingyang knew that she came with Rong Ci, and smiled softly at her. But was thinking, no wonder Ah Yi ran out early in the morning, it turned out to be with such a great beauty.

Although Su Jingyang is not interested in women, he has to admit that this person is really good-looking, with a red dress dazzling like a fire, a unique temperament, a kind of aggressive beauty, which is unforgettable.

Moreover, her tone of voice was a little low and very special. She said to Su Jingyang, "My name is Murong, and I'm A Yi's friend. I want to come to your restaurant for dinner, is it inconvenient?"

"Okay, you can find a place to sit, and Li and I will go to the kitchen to prepare." They've already come in, so it's more convenient if it's inconvenient.

Because the restaurant had not yet opened, after everyone came in, Su Jingyang was about to close the door. Before closing the door, he looked at the opposite corner and found that the old beggar was gone.

The old beggar once chatted with him at the door of the clothing store, and also gave him a popular science about Rongcheng. Su Jingyang happened to see him today, so he gave him some food and got some energy by the way. Su Jingyang was planning to pack some steamed buns for him later, but he didn't know when he left. Forget it, wait until the next time he comes.

Ling Li was always worried that people outside would recognize him, so whenever he went out, he would put on a hood to cover his face. After Su Jingyang closed the door, Lingli took off his hat and walked to the back kitchen with Su Jingyang.

Rong Hua looked around indifferently, found a place to sit down comfortably, placed his hands side by side on the table beating rhythmically, and ran towards Rong Ci with his eyes wide.

Rong Ci, who was sitting next to her, glanced at the back of Su Jingyang who was walking away, and quickly retracted his gaze, staring at the table with a cold expression, ignoring her at all.

After a while, Su Jingyang came out with a pot of tea and poured them tea.

Su Jingyang calmly glanced at the black gold glove on Rong Hua's hand, but Rong Hua was keenly aware of it, holding the teacup and smilingly said to him, "It's strange, isn't it? Wearing this all the time, otherwise it would be bad if you accidentally hurt someone."

Su Jingyang nodded sternly, smiled at her again, and asked her what she wanted to eat and how it tasted. Rong Hua explained them one by one, and then Su Jingyang went inside.

Rong Hua grabbed him, pointed at Rong Ci with a naive face and said, "Boss, you haven't asked him yet."

Only then did Su Jingyang take a moment to glance at Rong Ci, and then he smiled at the corner of his mouth, "He? Give him some grass."

Rong Ci pulled his red lips and sneered, "I think your skin is itchy."

"It's itchy, you scratch me?"

Rong Ci said: "Then come and try."

"Don't you dare?" Su Jingyang really leaned over and slammed his face close to him, his pure black clear pupils stared straight at him, moving his lips and whispering, "You scratch it. ."

Rong Ci looked at his face that was close at hand, feeling his light breath, his expression stagnated for a while, and suddenly said, "It's ugly." He reached out and pushed his face away, then turned his head away. Silently drinking tea

Seeing this, Rong Hua finally couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes went back and forth between the two, and then he put his cheeks on Su Jingyang and said, "Then let him eat grass, but don't make him too spicy."

Su Jingyang immediately changed his smile to her, and then without stopping, he went straight to the kitchen to help wash and cook.

Of course, it was impossible to bring the grass to the table. Su Jingyang and Lingli cooked a total of four dishes and one soup for the two of them. Rong Ci had already tried Lingli's craft, but Rong Hua was eating it for the first time.

Like Rong Ci, she didn't have much expectations at first, but after taking a bite, her face suddenly froze, and her eyes became a little dazed, as if she had lost her soul.

Rong Ci glanced at her strangely, and saw that she continued to feed the vegetables into her mouth silently, and then she choked up while eating... Tears fell silently, and the tears were clack-clack, and they were still flowing. fierce.

Rong Ci: "..."

Rong Ci grew up with her, and it was the first time she saw her cry, and it was false to say that she was not surprised. Rong Hua seemed to be frightened by himself, wiped the tears from his face, his expression changed, and he scolded something in a low voice. Until the meal was over, Rong Hua felt something was wrong.

Just as they were silently facing each other, Ling Li came out with a bowl of sweet soup.

Rong Hua didn't see Ling Li's face just now. As soon as he came out, Rong Hua suddenly stood up, stared at his face and blurted out, "You..."

Ling Li didn't know why, he hesitated for a moment before approaching, put the soup bowl on the table, and then clasped his hands nervously. Lingli thought that she, like the people in the town, knew what happened to him in the past. But her expression didn't look like disgust...

"You..." Rong Hua stared at Ling Li, her breath a little unsteady, her eyes were filled with confusion and tears, her mouth moved a few times, she wanted to speak, but she didn't seem to know what to say.

Rong Ci felt that her reaction was too strange. Because of his identity, Rong Hua has hardly left Rongcheng, so it is impossible to know Lingli.

After a long while, Rong Huacai slowly retracted his gaze from Lingli's face, slumped back into the chair, and said in a lost voice, "You...you look like a relative of mine, and the taste of cooking is so similar. "

Lingli breathed a sigh of relief, his voice soft, "Really? Then if you like, you can come here often in the future."

Hearing his gentle words, Rong Hua wondered if he remembered his relatives, his mouth flattened, and his eyes shed tears again.

Rong Hua looked at him, raised his hand to wipe off the moisture from his cheeks, red eyes, and nodded with a good-natured appearance, "Okay, definitely."

At this time, the nurse ran to the lobby after chasing Ah Xuan, and carried him back. Rong Hua stuck his head and looked at it again, but only saw the back of the child's head, feeling more and more bored in his heart.

Lingli insisted on not charging for this meal, and the two of them agreed, but after clearing the table, they found that there was actually a gold ingot on the table. It's gold, not silver. Lingli was shocked by this generous gesture, so of course he refused to accept it. When he went back in the evening, he wanted to return it, but was rejected.

Rong Ci said: "This is from Murong, you can take it. She will come to dinner later, if you don't charge her."

Ling Li shook his head. I'm afraid he won't be able to eat the gold for half a lifetime. He doesn't know how long his restaurant will last. "You can help me hand it over to her."

Seeing his insistence, Rong Ci turned slightly sideways, glanced at Su Jingyang, who was catching chickens in the yard, and thought, "Why don't you do this..."

Su Jingyang caught the cheating chicken that couldn't be tied with a rope, and walked towards the door, just in time to hear Lingli say ok.

After returning home, Su Jingyang asked Lingli if he had promised anything. Lingli tidied up the clothes on the bed and said without looking back, "The money Murong gave will not be refunded. Ayi comes to our house for dinner every day."

"Eh? No..." Su Jingyang said strangely, "Why did he come to eat the money Murong gave?"

Ling Li's voice was very light, "Because he said that he and Murong grew up and did not distinguish each other."

Su Jingyang immediately shut up, it turned out to be like this. Ling Li's unhappy reaction made him secretly guess.

That guy A Yi must have said this to A Li on purpose, and wanted to use Murong to stimulate him. Now it seems that it is effective, and A Li is indeed a little jealous. In addition, A Yi can come to the house every day, or go to Lin Ji's restaurant for dinner, and if he has an excuse to get along with A Li all the time, it's just killing two birds with one stone.

Su Jingyang clicked his tongue, this abacus was really sound.

For the next few days, Rong Ci came to Lingli's house for dinner every day, but not every meal, sometimes for breakfast, sometimes for dinner. After the opening of the Lin Kee Restaurant, he occasionally visited twice, and he didn't stay too much, and left after finishing his meal.

Because of Liang Lu's help, the business of Lin Ji Xiaoguan is much better than expected. Su Jingyang, the second and shopkeeper, is very busy. Every time Rong resigns, Su Jingyang can't even talk to him. In this way, there is less possibility of arguing and arguing. It is the most peaceful period of time since the two of them got to know each other.

Ling Li was so busy every day that his whole body hurt. At first, he couldn't lift his arms, but he seemed to enjoy it and didn't feel any hard work.

Lingli became more and more obsessed, sometimes unknowingly filling the stove with dishes like this and wanting to keep trying.

Lingli picked out a bit from each plate to try the taste, and he was full, and the rest belonged to Su Jingyang and Ah Xuan. Su Jingyang ate so round that he almost fell to the ground, and Ah Xuan also kept eating. Hiccupped, hid in the house when he saw the food, and shook his head repeatedly to say no. But it's a waste if you can't finish it.

Su Jingyang thought about it and thought about it again. If this happens again, he would climb up the ladder and call the person next door, then divide some of the vegetables or soup into bowls, and then hang them down in a basket to let him share.

Every time Rong Ci saw him leaning against the wall, he would give him a speechless white eye, thinking that he was like feeding a pig, but he would still pick him up. Rong Hua came here twice, followed by two supper, and she didn't eat in Rong Ci's yard, so she ran directly to the kitchen and circled around Ling Li, her eyes shining brightly at Ling Li from time to time. He was quite close to him in words, probably he really regarded him as the relative he missed.

As time passed, Su Jingyang's five-day period passed again and again, and his heart was already desperate and no longer resisted. It's just that the man seemed to notice that he didn't like that high-ranking posture, and he didn't bother him much after that, which made Su Jingyang a little relieved.

The mole on Su Jingyang's palm remained tenacious and did not change color. No matter how much the man left in his body every time, he couldn't get pregnant, but the system was silent and didn't come out to disgust him.

It seems that System One is right, time doesn't matter to them at all, it wants results. In other words... no matter what, he will still be pregnant in the end, so the system will treat it coldly.

Su Jingyang recognized the reality, but tried very hard not to let this matter affect his emotions. Whether it was a knife or not, as long as the knife had not come, he would have to live a good life.

Because Ling Li's craftsmanship is really good, the business of Lin Ji Xiaoguan gradually changed from good to hot. Sometimes Liang Lu has no place to come to eat. Su Jingyang can only arrange him to set a table in the backyard alone, and Rong Ci also comes. If he did, Su Jingyang pushed him to sit with Liang Lu, and then the two of them stared at each other silently for a while, then turned their eyes away and ignored the other.

Su Jingyang was so busy that his scalp was about to explode. After returning home, he took a shower and fell on the bed, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

He vaguely remembered what day it was. When the warm breath approached and his mouth was kissed, Su Jingyang sighed bitterly, but he couldn't even open his eyelids. He was really tired.

Su Jingyang raised his hand and pushed it. In fact, he didn't have much strength, but the man who was kissing him deeply suddenly stopped, reluctantly left his lips, and raised his body slightly. Su Jingyang's reaction was also a little sluggish. After the man maintained this position for a while, he turned over and lay on the side without moving.

After waiting for a while, Su Jingyang was sure that he had stopped, and he did not move any more. He was so surprised that he woke up a little from drowsiness.

How can a person whose mind is controlled by the system have such an autonomous reaction???

Did he fall asleep? But it was a dream for him, how should he sleep?

Su Jingyang reached out to touch in the darkness, touched the bridge of his tall nose, and moved to the side, his fingertips touched his slowly blinking eyelashes, and the fingertips he scratched were itchy.

Su Jingyang felt that he turned his head to his side, as if looking at him. Although Su Jingyang knew that he couldn't see anything in the dark, he quickly retracted his hand, then turned his back to him, and fell asleep in this small space...

The person next to him suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him from behind. Su Jingyang felt that something hard was pressing against his butt, and his mind went numb, and he slapped him away.

The man was still a little confused, he let go of Su Jingyang, and then turned around again. The two of them lay back to back in silence.

Su Jingyang was really tired, he even fell asleep in such a space. When he woke up suddenly, he didn't know it was too long. The man next to him has also been lying there, except for some disordered breathing, there is no other movement.

Su Jingyang sat up and waited in a panic for a long time, but the result was still not released. Then he had to realize soberly... If he didn't do it, he wouldn't be able to get out.

Garbage dog system! Garbage dog system! Garbage dog system! Swear three times if it's important!!!

Su Jingyang got angry for a while, turned to look at the man next to him, hesitated for a long time, and then touched him with his hand.

He seemed to move his head a bit, but turned his head back quickly, ignoring him.

Su Jingyang dialed it again, this time he didn't even move at all, and there was a short trembling breath from his mouth, as if he was humming.

...damn, so is this mad?

Su Jingyang's heart was suffocated, he gritted his teeth and leaned over to stick to him, and then took the initiative to kiss his face, dissatisfied, and did not move.

Su Jingyang's mood is about to explode, so he won't talk about being forced to do it, and now he still asks to coax others to do it to himself, what kind of world is his grandma!!!

But even if Su Jingyang was so angry that he wanted to ascend to the sky, he still had to keep coaxing him, pecking at the corner of his mouth from time to time, kissing his chin, and even touching him with his hands. In the end, the initiative was finally taken away, and the man turned over and pressed him against his body. Next, he put his lips in his mouth and kissed him airtight, and then pressed him to death.

After being liberated from this man, Su Jingyang finally returned to his bed, looking out the window, it was already bright.

Su Jingyang was breathing the air in the real world, and the feeling of suffocation in his heart dissipated a little.

Su Jingyang grinned and helped his waist to stand up, and looked at the door of Lingli's room. He and the child were sleeping soundly. Su Jingyang couldn't help frowning and pondering, Ling Li had never woken up so late, it seems that he delayed too long last night, and now it is over, because Ling Li couldn't find his disappearance, so what did the system do to make Ling Li wake up But come.

Su Jingyang was about to yell out the system and tell it to wake up Ling Li, but the person on the bed turned over, and both Ling Li and A Xuan woke up.

Lingli was also very surprised that he could sleep until now, Su Jingyang said that maybe he was too tired. Ling Li smiled, while dressing the sleepy-eyed Ah Xuan, he said, "It's not hard at all to set up the Lin Kee Restaurant with you. Even if it's like this for the rest of my life, I won't feel tired."

For a lifetime. Su Jingyang looked at the smile on Lingli's face and thought a little sadly, I may not be able to accompany you for the rest of my life. But he swallowed the words again, at least it wasn't the time to part, he didn't want to make Lingli sad.

They got up late this day, and when Lingli made breakfast, Su Jingyang was still wondering why Ayi didn't come to eat.

Su Jingyang climbed up the ladder and shouted Ayi. Now he is used to climbing the ladder and shouting, and rarely knocks on the door next door.

Rong Ci appeared at the door after a while. In the cold weather, he was dressed in a single white shirt. He didn't know it was cold. He walked under the courtyard wall and raised his dark eyes to look at Su Jingyang. His voice was a little hoarse. "I want to eat noodles."

Su Jingyang twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Ali cooked lean meat porridge and fried spring rolls. Do you like it or not."

"I want to eat noodles." Rong Ci said with a stinky face, "I want to eat longevity noodles, my birthday is today."

"Oh." Su Jingyang was surprised, "Really, how old are you?"

"Twenty." Rong Ci said.

"..." Su Jingyang looked at his very young face and sighed, "Yes, it's twenty. When you grow up a year, you should be wiser."

As soon as Su Jingyang's words were finished, Rong Ci slowly asked again, "Go to the kitchen, I want you to cook for me."

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Come on, can I cook as good as A Li's?" Su Jingyang's noodles are actually okay, but it's far worse than Lingli's, "And you are still alive, why don't you go home. "

Rong Ci looked at him quietly for a while, then his expression darkened, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he turned his face away and stopped talking.

……The silence speaks.

Su Jingyang vaguely felt that he was touching his sadness, yes, if he had family, how could he not go home during his life? Or the whole life at the age of twenty.

Su Jingyang felt very uncomfortable, and said, "Xing Xing Xing, I will cook it for you, you are the birthday star, you are the biggest, but let's talk about it first, don't blame me for being unpalatable."

After hearing this, Rong Ci turned his head, bent his eyes and smiled brightly at him, as if his mood suddenly improved, he said, "Then I'll go back and change clothes first, and I'll pass later."

Su Jingyang's eyes were swayed by his smile, and he regained his senses when he got off the ladder. His grandmother, this guy can't bear to be tired again, so he has to cook it.

Su Jingyang shook his head and sighed, forget it, he wouldn't bother to bother with him today. Su Jingyang went to the kitchen to wash his hands and started kneading the noodles. Lingli came over strangely and asked him why he was still doing it. Su Jingyang said, "Ayi wants to eat longevity noodles for his birthday."

Ling Li said, "I'll do it anyway."

Su Jingyang said with a half-truth with a smile: "I'll do it. If you are tired, some people will be unhappy."

Lingli's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and he looked away without saying anything. He went to get two eggs for Su Jingyang, and then went back to the house.

Su Jingyang waited for the noodles to come out of the pot and looked around, only to find that Lingli was sitting at the table in a trance.

When Su Jingyang carried Ah Xuan to wash his face in the yard, Rong Ci came over. Su Jingyang said that the noodles were already cooked and let him eat first. Rongci glanced at him, and went in according to his words.

After Su Jingyang cleaned up Ah Xuan, he led him into the house, just to see Ling Li holding a small spring roll for Rong Ci. Rong Ci, who had originally lowered his eyes slightly and was staring at the stick and two poached eggs in the bowl, saw the chopsticks stretched out, and raised his eyes unexpectedly, just to meet Ling Li's eyes.

Lingli smiled softly, his eyes softened, "I heard Jingyang say that your birthday is today, happy birthday, eat more."

Rong Ci was silent for a moment, followed by a faint smile, "Thank you."

Lingli put some other side dishes for him and put them on the small plate in front of him, "Eating noodles can also be accompanied by side dishes, it will be more appetizing."

Rong Ci looked at him with black eyes and said, "I'll just do it myself."

However, Ling Li still gave him a bit of everything, then put down his chopsticks and greeted Su Jingyang who stopped at the door to come and eat.

Su Jingyang pursed his lips tightly, holding back the violent gossip in his heart.

It wasn't his delusion, right, these two people...seem to have made some progress recently...

Rong Ci saw that Su Jingyang's eyes were dripping between him and Ling Li, and his careful thoughts were very obvious. He breathed heavily and said coldly, "Excuse me, what are you looking at?"

"Can you see how beautiful you are?" Su Jingyang really convinced him, obviously he was fine a moment ago, and if he changed his face, he would change his face.

Su Jingyang also consciously disliked the use of light bulbs, so he took a spring roll, brought a bowl of porridge, and ran to the yard to feed the chickens and eat breakfast.

Ah Xuan also ran out. First, he fed the chickens with rice, and then excitedly drove the chickens away. The yard was full of lively chickens dancing.

Rong Ci came out after a while, and when he left, his face was expressionless, and he didn't even say a word to Su Jingyang. Su Jingyang was confused and didn't know what happened to him. He ran back with the empty bowl and saw that the noodles basically didn't move much, and he didn't eat a single egg. The side dishes that Lingli gave him showed signs of being moved.

Su Jingyang was very angry, saying that the noodles he made were not delicious, he insisted, but he didn't eat them after he made them, who is it!

Su Jingyang sat over and asked Lingli, "What kind of muscle is he doing wrong?"

Lingli shook his head, "I'm not too sure."

Putting the bowl of noodles in front of him, Ling Li gave Su Jingyang a gentle smile, "Don't worry, he won't eat me. He won't waste your heart."