The unscrupulous elder sister

Chapter 177 What Are You Still Alive (1)
"I'm afraid I really don't know. The two brothers and sisters are probably paid by Lian Fushan."

Ming Rong frowned, "What's the use of spending? There's been a lot of rumors on the street, but the brother and sister didn't know about it until now, and they dared to be so arrogant and domineering, it really puzzles me. "

"I'm afraid I already know it, otherwise how would the brother and sister go back to the south of the Yangtze River by boat?"

Ming Rong snorted softly, and did not hide the disdain in her eyes at all, "So what if they go back, I'm afraid they will throw themselves into a trap when they go back, don't they expect those two to avenge Lian Fushan, don't be kidding, as I said, I'm afraid they should leave immediately It's true that the farther south the south of the Yangtze River is, the better, maybe it can leave some blood for the Lian family."

Chen Ning chuckled, "What Madam said is true."

Ming Rong was about to speak when she heard Eleven's voice from behind, "Ma'am, the dessert is ready, the master asked the slave to ask if you want some?"

These words were obviously to tell Ming Rong not to talk to Chen Ning.

Ming Rong's face was dyed crimson, while Chen Ning was still smiling, but there was inevitably a bit of playfulness in his eyes.

Ming Rong coughed lightly, and Fang wanted to refuse, but suddenly remembered the problem of only one bed in the room, and changed her mind again, let's go back, so that there is a reason to let him sleep in another bed at night, otherwise it will make him unhappy What if you don't agree then?
So while turning his mind, he said to Eleven: "I'll be right there."

Turning back to Chen Ning again, he said, "Then I'll take my leave first, Mr. Chen, don't be restrained."

"I know, thank you madam."

"Where's the dim sum?" Ming Rong decided that this was Baocheng's excuse to lure her back, so she deliberately found fault as soon as she entered the door.

Then I looked up and saw a plate of hibiscus honey bean cake on the table.

Baocheng raised his head and glanced at her with a half-smile, and then without saying a word, he lowered his head to read the brochure.

Depressed and embarrassed, a certain woman felt uncomfortable for a while, cheekily picked up two pieces of pastries, tasted them, then took out a medical book and sat at the table to read. Serve lunch.

Ming Rong glanced at Baocheng, seeing that he had no objection, so she nodded, "Let's put it in." Then she asked: "Is there any arrangement for Mr. Chen's lunch?"

Eleven sneaked a glance at Baocheng, seeing that he was still looking down at the booklet without speaking, so he replied vaguely: "It has already been delivered."

Ming Rong waved her hand to signal her to go down, and said, "Baocheng, it's time to eat, let's watch the rest of the afternoon?"

Baocheng flicked his wrist, left a comment on the notebook, then put down his pen, got up and walked over.

"Baocheng..." Ming Rong bit her chopsticks and called him hesitantly.

Baocheng glanced at her, took the food and put it on the plate in front of her, and replied, "Huh?"

Ming Rong pounded the rice in the bowl, "That... night... that bed..."

Baocheng put down his chopsticks and chuckled, "Have you already thought about evening?"

"I mean move another bed over here!" A certain woman was cornered.

"Why do you want to bring another bed? Is this bed not big enough?" Baocheng took tea and rinsed his mouth, his eyes were full of jokes, but his words were very serious.

"It's not that it's not big enough, it's just that we... sleep together..."

Baocheng didn't wait for her to finish speaking, leaned over and kissed her eyes, and said softly: "Stop thinking about it, eat more, I'm off to work, and I'll be with you later."

This was said with great sincerity, if one ignores the unknown gleam in his eyes.

Ming Rong gritted her teeth in depression, really wanted to step on him a few times to vent her anger.

After Eleven removed all the dishes, she went out and pulled Eleven aside and said in a low voice, "Eleven, let Fifteen and Sixteen move another bed over."

Eleven was taken aback, then smiled wryly, "Ma'am, there are only two beds on this boat, and the other one is assigned to Mr. Chen?"

Ming Rong was stunned, and then asked in disbelief, "Then where do you sleep?"

"We all play the floor."

Ming Rong was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, it's a good idea, "Then bring some more quilts over here!"

She was about to cry on the eleventh day, "Ma'am, there is not enough bedding, and they are not enough to cover them on the fifteenth and sixteenth. This time it is because the servants did not arrange well, please punish me."

Ming Rong waved her hands depressedly and helplessly, "Okay, I don't blame you, we were in a hurry, you go down."

Seeing Ming Rong's figure enter the door on Eleventh, he murmured in his heart: Former master, it's not that the slaves are unwilling to help you, who made you our 'former' master, who made you give us to the current master Well, who asked you to tell us to listen to our current master? You see, it’s really not that the slaves are unwilling to help you.In fact, you asked for this all yourself, right?
Out of the corner of Baocheng's eyes, he saw Ming Rong enter the door with a troubled expression on his face, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Soon it was night, Baocheng settled everything before dinner, came over and hugged Ming Rong, "Don't look at that book, it's getting dark, look carefully, you should have dinner later gone."

Ming Rong froze, then smiled and said: "Yes, it's time for dinner."

While raising his voice, he said: "Eleventh, set up dinner." Turning back to Baocheng, he said, "Shall we drink some wine tonight? This is the old wine left by the master. It is soft and mellow in the mouth. Would you like to try it?"

Baocheng bent his lips and smiled, his eyes were filled with countless brilliance, that joyful smile was as rich as sticky honey, sweet and pampering.The phoenix eyes were slightly raised, the sword eyebrows were relaxed, and his handsome face became alive, indescribably handsome, innocent, and wanton.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Ming Rong, who was afraid that he would see through her little trick, asked a little guilty, and buried her face in his arms.

Baocheng looked at her flushed ears, her shy posture like a little girl, seeing such a provocative style, so what if she did what she wanted?

So he nodded slightly, with a strong smile in his voice, "The one left by your master is good, how can I refuse to taste that fine wine?"

Ming Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and with a movement of her fingers, she pulled out a small wine jar out of thin air.

After the dishes were placed one by one on the round jade table with sweet-scented osmanthus bats, Ming Rong couldn't wait to lift the mud seal on the wine jar, a strong fruity aroma came out, and even Ming Rong couldn't help but want to drool .

Baocheng smiled, brought the wine jar over, and poured a glass for the two of them, "It really is good wine, madam, would you like to drink this glass with my husband?"

Under the beating candlelight, his smiling face was very charming, Ming Rong raised her glass and touched him lightly, then drank into her mouth.

(End of this chapter)