Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

No other voice came. Ruan Ruan was only wearing a robe. She was still thinking about what other rituals she was talking about, and she didn't hear anyone asking.

The red cloth covering her was lifted, and the old woman came in alone and put the red cloth down again.

Seeing her lingering, he urged, "Take it off."

Ruan Ruan let go of her hand holding the collar, and her robe fell from behind. Her eyes were as cold as a machine, as if she had no personal emotions at all, and she was just a puppet, only going down according to the set orders. .

The feeling of embarrassment was not the least. He curled his toes and turned around as she asked. His ears and cheeks were flushed. His body temperature also increased a little, but it became colder because of the heat radiating from his naked body. .

After she agreed, she picked up the clothes on the ground, but she didn't put them on completely. She only covered her body to cover most of her exposed skin. His smooth, white and slender left arm stretched out to her, looking at her on the inside of her elbow. Click on the cinnabar.

Then he lifted up the red cloth and went out, waiting for them to change outside.

The maids who had arranged the red cloth were being removed. After changing, they stood in a row in front of her. "That's it for today. Madams can go back. I'll ask someone to invite you tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he was about to leave with others, but he was stopped by someone.

"Please wait a moment," Ruan Ruan was very polite to her, "What are the other rituals you just mentioned?"

She stopped and turned around to look at her. The wrinkles on her face moved with her expression, meaningfully, "Madams will understand by then."

Leaving these words behind, he disappeared through the door.

The group of them walked out of the courtyard. The maids waiting outside came behind their master. Master Song sent someone to invite them to have lunch together.

After listening, several people looked a little ugly, but after entering the dining room, their faces had already returned to normal, and some even had smiles on their faces.

The main seats were still Master Song and Mrs. Song. Song Mushi sat next to Master Song, and the dangerous young man sitting next to Mrs. Song was still the same.

Ruan Ruan sat down on the seat next to him, and his eyes turned around. When he looked at her, she saw his thick crow feathers, and a shadow fell under her eyes. His black hair was scattered, and only one side of his braided hair hung down, reaching his waist. side.The dark clothes made his skin paler, and his face was expressionless.

Ruan Ruan nodded to him as a greeting, with a slight smile on his lips.

He looked away without any reaction and was ignored.

She didn't feel disappointed. She picked up the chopsticks like she did in the morning, and her eyes completely fell on Song Mushi, almost staring directly at his movements to see which dish he was going to pick.

Holding the chopsticks, he held out his hand.

The sight was too obvious. Master Song coughed twice to remind her. She withdrew her gaze and watched him secretly, but he still didn't move his chopsticks.

"Cousin." A cold voice came from beside her. She turned her head and ran into the thick darkness under his eyes, almost falling into them, "What have you been looking at him for?"

"I..." She hesitated a little. She thought of a reason and was about to say it, but he blocked her words again, as if he didn't want to know the answer at all.

The fish he picked up was placed on top of the white rice in the bowl. It was the most delicious piece of the belly, and it didn't "reveal its true shape" even when lying on the rice.

It was impossible to throw it back, so she picked it up carefully, paused on the tip of the chopsticks for a while and found that there was no change before trying to put it into her mouth. The taste was normal.