My husband is a traitor

Chapter 159 Misunderstanding, Entanglement

Rong Jue went downstairs, glanced at the tea room at the other end of the corridor, slightly curled the corner of his lower lip, shook his cloak, and got into the carriage to return home.

In the past few days, Rong Jue had intentionally or unintentionally avoided Jiang Linlang because of impulsive kisses, but today things turned around. When he turned around, he became a thick-skinned Jiang Linlang who was too embarrassed to avoid him. up.

"Ma'am, my lord invites you to have dinner in the front hall." The butler stood outside Jiang Linlang's room, speaking in a broad and respectful voice.

"..."

No one answered, the butler held back for a while, held back his laughter, coughed and continued the transmission.

"No, no, I'm sleepy and going to sleep!" A muffled female voice came out, and Jiang Linlang in the room held the quilt with both hands and covered her head, and replied loudly.

The housekeeper who glanced at the sunny day: ...

The rumors in the market were extremely fast. In just one morning, rumors about his wife's bravery and valor reached the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even the servants of the Prime Minister's Mansion, who were always strictly disciplined and unsmiling, were whispering about this in private for the first time.

The butler heard it when he was inspecting, and warned the boys solemnly not to gossip, but he was overjoyed in his heart, and once again marveled at the madam who always spoke surprisingly.

And he saw that the lord was in a surprisingly good mood today, and he could catch a rare smile on his face when he came back.

At lunch time, he even took the initiative to order him to invite his wife to the front hall for dinner.

Listening to the housekeeper's persistent invitation, Jiang Linlang kicked the quilt, her face hidden under the quilt was red, frowning, she hugged the quilt and rolled around in the bed.

"I'm asleep! Don't eat!"

What to eat, how can she eat it... Seeing Rong Jue now, she just wanted to make a joke, so she didn't want it.

Jiang Linlang, who was rolling around like a silkworm chrysalis while hugging the quilt in frustration, twitched the corners of her mouth in great frustration.

She is obviously a fresh girl, now she is fine, people outside call her a tigress QAQ
"Are you planning to be a shrinking turtle?" A soft and playful voice suddenly sounded from above his head.

Jiang Linlang was so startled that she sat upright on the corner of the bed with the quilt in her arms.

He stared at the person in front of the bed with a look of defense and surprise, "You, you, you, you, you walk so silently!"

Martial arts are so high, it scares people to death, okay?

Rong Jue flicked up his clothes, then sat leisurely by the bed, glanced at Jiang Linlang who was sitting in the corner with an angry face, and smiled in a rare and pleasant way.

"Don't you dare to say that you don't dare?"

"..."

Knowing that he would make fun of him, Jiang Linlang looked away angrily, pretended to be dead, tilted her head while hugging the quilt, and fell on the soft cotton wool, "Who am I, don't call me where I am" .

In a moment of excitement, Rong Jue stretched out his hand and tugged at the quilt she was hugging like a pillow, but failed to do so. With a strong hand, he pulled someone and the quilt directly onto him.

"Well--"

"hiss--"

Jiang Linlang was undefended, and was pulled head-on by the suddenly childish Prime Minister, hitting the opponent's hard belly.

Inhaling, she felt her nose collapsed.

But Rong Jue never expected that he just pulled the quilt and someone dragged him onto his body. He almost fell to the ground. The back of Lin Lang's head.

just this pose...

He frowned slightly, and the roots of his ears suddenly burned.

Her chest was full of fragrance, and her breath was so hot that it seemed to scald him through the two layers of fabric that were not thick in the cloak.

so awkward……

Jiang Linlang threw herself into her arms, her breath was filled with the clear and pleasant smell of his body, and the place where her nose hit was hard, less than a few centimeters away from a very delicate part...

His face suddenly burned, and he was dumbfounded.

"Miss has eaten..." So, Xiaoqiao walked in with a food box, and what she saw along her line of sight was the man in red holding the bedpost with one hand and holding the head of the man in his arms with the other...

The face of the person in the arms was buried in the waist and abdomen of the place. In this posture, Xiaoqiao's eyes widened, and he stood there in horror and forgot to speak.

The food box in his hand fell to the ground, covered his face, yelled shyly and dryly, turned around and ran away.

What about your integrity, miss!
God what did she see!
Jiang Linlang, who heard Xiaoqiao's voice, woke up immediately, and was about to raise her head from Rong Jue's arms, but the next moment her scalp hurt.

She grabbed a strand of hair and cried out in pain, "Hair hair..."

Rong Jue's complexion was not much better either, with a touch of pink on his jade-white face.

He coughed, and his breathing became a little hot. He stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Linlang, who was still twitching in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move around, your hair is entangled in my buckle."

Jiang Linlang arched her buttocks slightly, supported the opponent's thighs with both hands, did not dare to move her head, and was so anxious that her breathing was a little short, "Then untie it for me quickly!"

The voice was a bit crying.

She is a pure and fresh girl, and today, both of her images will be lost.

Suddenly the corner of Rong Jue's mouth twitched, and he snorted with a half-smile, with a nasal tone, his brows and eyes were a little playful, "Why, do you know how shy now?"

He could remember that this woman was very bold and thick-skinned when she talked about love and expressed it.

Seeing that he was still making sarcastic remarks, Jiang Linlang was so angry that she wanted to push him, but her hair had not been untied yet. With this push, Rong Jue fell to the ground.

In desperation, he directly hugged Jiang Linlang's back and pushed her back.

Both fell on the bed.

Men go up and women go down.

Big eye to small eye.

Now, Jiang Linlang was completely dumbfounded.

Her hair was still entangled with the button of the other party's skirt, and her two legs were bent in the middle by the other's leg, one big hand was around her back, and the other hand was supporting the bed, causing the gap between the two of them to be tight. A little distance away.

You look at me, I look at you.

Jiang Linlang's face was really red, as if she had applied a thick layer of rouge.

Rong Jue's face was calm, if one ignores the bloody red ears.

He just stared straight at the flushed woman under him, his eyes were like black jade, but filled with an unstoppable heat.

Such a pair of cold and gloomy eyes are full of her figure, and there are also faint flames jumping.

Jiang Linlang's breathing became unsteady, she opened her mouth slightly, her lips parted, her breathing became a little heavier, she stared at her bright eyes stupidly and remained motionless.

After a while, it was Rong Jue who realized the situation of the two of them, and suddenly let out a low and joyful laugh from his throat.

This laugh... made Jiang Linlang dumbfounded again.

It's so beautiful, the kind of amazing spring flowers blooming.

only--

The exhaled breath was warm and moist, and it hit Jiang Linlang's face, itching, she blushed and raised her hand to push his face away, but the other party grabbed her hand when she raised it.

"what are you doing……"

(End of this chapter)