Bone Painting Coroner

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When we arrived at Dongyuan, the housekeeper placed two people to live in a large pavilion, which was divided into two rooms, with an inner hall in the middle.

Isn't this the layout of the hotel suite?

Ji Yunshu was unhappy, and said to the butler, "But are there other rooms?"

The old housekeeper, Ricky, was wearing waist clothes, wearing a funeral suit, and wearing a mourning cap on his head, so that he could not see anything when he lowered his head.

He respectfully said: "Sir, the entire Dongyuan is the cleanest of the two rooms. You are noble guests. The master told you not to be indifferent."

"but……"

Jing Rong said: "Mr. Ji only stayed one night, why is it so troublesome, I think this place is good, very quiet, and will not be disturbed during the rest at night." Yan said, and the old housekeeper said: "I don't need you here, Go ahead."

"Yes, those two have a good rest. I will let the people come and wait."

The butler still lowered his head and retreated towards the courtyard.

Ji Yunshu was most disgusted with the master-like image of Jing Rong and couldn't help saying: "This is not Rong Wangfu. When Wang Ye ordered the servants of the Zhou family, how did he follow his own family."

Little guy, it's funny to talk!

Jing Rong smiled, put his hands back, lifted his robe, and entered the house.

Don't forget the stern sentence: "Wash your hands before entering the house, this king can't smell the smell of corpses."

"..."

She has been out of luck for eight lifetimes, how can she spread such a sullen and princely prince!

After washing his hands in the basin outside, Ji Yunshu entered the room and watched Jing Rong sitting in the inner hall to see her up and down.

"Washable?"

Ji Yunshu was speechless and endured the urge to punch him, spreading his hands directly in front of him.

Jing Rong narrowed her eyes to see that there were still watermarks on her palms, glowing and crystal clear.

At the next moment, he grabbed her delicate wrist with a playful smile in the corner of his mouth: "They all say that the man's hand is rude and powerful, why is Mr. Ji's hand tender and tender? Is it rubbed with rouge gouache? "

His wrist was suddenly caught, Ji Yunshu instinctively clenched his fists, his wrist twisted and struggled.

"Please also let the lord let go."

"Not loose."

"pain."

"Where does it hurt?"

"hand pain."

"That's not too loose."

He made up his mind to tease her, and the grin on the corner of his mouth grew stronger, his hand pulled hard, and Ji Yunshu was brought to him, and the other hand pinched her lean shoulder.

There is a discerning analysis: "This skeleton is also small enough, will it be impossible to eat from a young age? Or is it bad to be a child and be beaten to a big one?"

Lively modern version of Duanziah!

Ji Yunshu leaned against him with a fist between them. She was short of his head, and her eyes were directly on his chest. The man's hot body temperature rushed to the tip of his nose, making her heart tight.

An excited spirit pushed him hard.

"Don't overdo it, the small one is not uncomfortable."

Suffer?beast?

Jing Rong thought about the word and smiled contemptuously: "Just like you still want to be called a beast? Look at this king, you are a cat with sharp claws, which is not useful."

"you……"

Ji Yun was so relieved that he almost stomped his feet, and his teeth twitched.

However, she couldn't help him.

Now I finally understand an ancient philosophy!

I like that you can’t see me, but you can’t do it!

Jing Rong saw her with a bit of suffocation, and an arrogant look of "I won".

At this time, a few girls suddenly came in with their meals, breaking the smokeless fire.

The leading girl gave a salute: "The old man told the two gentlemen to have dinner, and if the meals were not appetizing, the slaves would go and make them again."

The meals are served one by one, and there are fish and meat, which is much richer than the food of the Ji family.

Ji Yunshu's eyebrows suddenly dimmed, and he asked the leading girl: "Girl, does your lady have only a girl with a heart?"

"No, there is Su Yun."

"Oh? Was she just there?"

The girl shook her head: "Sue Yun returned home a few days ago, and it is estimated that she will be able to come back tonight. What did your husband tell you?"

"No, you go to rest, don't need to wait here." Ji Yunshu waved his hand.

Several girls lowered their heads and went out.

Ji Yunshu's face sank, and he was wondering what was in his heart. He rolled his eyes and saw Jing Rong looking at himself with strange eyes.

"The prince not only has the hobby of grasping people's wrists, how can he love to stare at others like this." Ji Yunshu's tone was not good.

After changing the appearance of being frivolous, Jing Rong asked her solemnly: "Did you notice something?"