The filial son of the Red Mansion

If Ping'er was suddenly attacked while she was sleeping, would she still be able to see these scenes?

What if the preparation is still not sufficient and offending the beauty would ruin the atmosphere.

He pressed himself against her body, kissed her on the back of her neck, and then buried his head in her hair.

The good man seemed to sense something, and his body subconsciously dodged, his limbs involuntarily shrank. He bit his lips, hummed softly, and moved his body slightly.

She moved her body, vaguely feeling as if someone was hugging her tightly. It was a tight hug like a dream, like a ridiculous dream she had once had.

wrong!

It was like being held by someone for real and being attacked from top to bottom.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and she broke out in a cold sweat, her eyes trembling with fear.

Who is it? Who is the person behind?

She didn't say anything, but just glanced back. She was sure that she was still in Ningguo Mansion, in her original room in Tianxiang Tower.

There can't be outsiders in Tianxiang Tower in Ningguo Mansion, let alone outsiders.

Is it...

Her heart was beating so fast that the shame in her bones washed away all the drunkenness.

"Rong'er?" She exclaimed in her heart.

I felt confused and angry: How could Rong'er do this to me!

I didn't expect that he would actually do such a thing.

What should I do? How can I continue to live in the future? Even if I die, I will not be able to face the ancestors of Ningguo Mansion.

"Sister Ping'er, are you awake?"

Jia Rong's joyful laughter came into his ears, and his earlobe was kissed. This strange and bizarre feeling spread throughout his body, grief, humiliation, shame, as well as bewilderment and an inexplicable sense of relief?

She didn't dare to speak, let alone turn her head away. She didn't even know why, but she didn't dare, she was afraid to face this absurd and weird scene.

"Sister Ping'er?"

Jia Rong called out again and hugged her even tighter.

Her heart beat faster, her shoulders hunched, and she could hear nothing but Jia Rong's breathing and her own heartbeat.

孽 孽!

How could Rong'er mistake me for Miss Ping'er?

"Sister Ping'er, if you continue to pretend to be asleep, I will punish you!" Jia Rong had no idea the truth. He moved his body, almost making the person in his arms scream.

She felt like her heart was going to jump out of her throat.

She has always been smart, but she used to hide her incompetence. Now she can only suppress all the uneasiness in her heart and quickly think of a way to have the best of both worlds. Even if it is impossible, she must preserve her dignity.

Respect is the most important thing in both houses!

Tears silently flowed from her eyes. She tried hard to suppress the trembling of her body that was about to break out of control. She pretended not to wake up and yawned. She asked in confusion, "Who? Is that you, Yindie? Don't hug me, it's uncomfortable."

This was the best solution she could think of, which was to remind Jia Rong that he had recognized the wrong person and then let Jia Rong leave.

In this way, her reputation as the wife of the East Mansion, Lady Zhen, can be preserved, and she and Jia Rong will not make the biggest mistake. Although it is wrong now, the final bottom line has not been crossed. She can use the method of covering her ears and stealing the bell to get away with it.

As long as she pretended not to know and Jia Rong pretended nothing happened, everything would remain the same.

When Jia Rong heard Youshi's voice, his head started buzzing. He was startled at first, then surprised, and then confused.

How could it be Yu?

Why does Yu have such a good figure?

Should we make the best of a bad situation or let it go?

Chapter 79: It was right not to delay

While Jia Rong was hesitating, You Shi finally couldn't help but tremble. Like a frightened kitten, she shrank back reflexively, almost squeezing Jia Rong out of the narrow couch.

Yu was extremely panicked.

The best of both worlds cover-up will be impossible to cover up.

She didn't know how she would face Jia Rong and Qin Keqing if they met face to face, or if the truth came out. Tears flowed quietly from her eyes, wetting her black hair and the round pillow under her head.

She prayed in her heart, hoping that Jia Rong would leave quickly.

In that way, the two of them can continue to pretend that nothing has happened, she is still the kind and generous Bodhisattva wife, and he is still the filial and motivated good brother.

Jia Rong sighed softly.

He thought a lot at this moment, and he could just go with the flow. Afterwards, there was no high probability that Youshi would not be able to do anything.

However, Youshi was crying, and the sound of her sniffling reached his ears.

He also knew that he was not a good person, but what was the difference between doing this and forcing? If he really wanted to be a complete villain, if he could force Youshi, he could force others. Even in the future, no matter which grandmother, lady or girl, as long as they were dragged to a deserted place, how many of them would be able to resist and escape?

Is what you really want a momentary pleasure? Is it a pleasure built on the pain of those around you?

Is there no better way?

Jia Rong wants to be a fool for now, even if he regrets it later, he will accept it.

He also knew that he might regret it as soon as he turned around, and might call himself an idiot in his heart as soon as he walked out of Tianxiang Tower, but he still couldn't break his last bottom line.

Just deceive yourself or comfort yourself.

He relaxed his hands and gently pulled them back. Apart from these conflicting thoughts, the most realistic worry was: What if You Shi couldn't bear it anymore and jumped into the well?

Since Youshi was also pretending, then both of them could pretend that nothing had happened. Anyway, the advantage had already been gained.

Are Wang Xifeng and Ping'er still waiting for me today?

Although Youshi's body was really soft and attractive.

Jia Rong held her waist reluctantly. Before today, he had never thought about anything happening between him and Youshi, but now, he felt an inexplicable desire in his heart.

Yu Shi was suddenly embraced again, her heart rose to her throat and her face turned pale instantly.

At this moment, she had already accepted her fate. If Jia Rong really knew that she was not Ping'er and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to force her, then she would jump into the lake after she was done.

However, at this moment, she felt a kiss on the back of her neck. Then, there were sporadic sounds from behind, and Jia Rong walked out from under the quilt.

Yu's mood suddenly became extremely complicated. But when she heard the door close, she couldn't help but secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

Tears couldn't stop flowing down.

What should I do next?

What did Rong'er's last hug mean?

Youshi felt that her wicked son was really bold and lawless.

She sighed softly, and after lying on the couch for a while, the scene just now appeared in her mind for some reason.

I took a few deep breaths and tried to calm myself down, but I felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

Youshi could no longer lie down, so she stood up slowly, straightened her clothes, and stood by the window looking out. In front of her was the calm lake, and along the lake was a winding corridor.

In the corridor, there was a young man wearing a crown and dressed in white and respectable clothes. He seemed to be feeling uncomfortable and was walking quickly towards Cong Lu Tang.

Youshi blushed secretly, and thought to herself: Rong'er still has some manners. When she realized she had touched the wrong person, she left even though she was feeling uncomfortable.

Call ~

Call ~

Call ~

Damn it, Ping'er is such a little slut. She didn't even tell me in advance that she had to change places temporarily.

Jia Rong walked quickly along the corridor, without glancing at the lotus leaves swaying in the breeze on the lake, nor at the high platform of the pavilion leaning against the mountain beside him, nor at the green tree frogs cuddling in their arms on the banana tree beside the corridor.

After walking along the way, they arrived at Cong Lu Tang's courtyard in a short time. There were two tightly clustered bamboos in the courtyard, and many of the thin branches of the bamboo tops had been hung in the Jia family's ancestral hall.

Where is Ping'er's little hoof?

Why is Feng'er here?

"Master is finally here." Feng Er saw Jia Rong entering the courtyard and said with a smile, "Mrs. and Second Mrs. have prepared wine and food to congratulate Master."

What the hell? Qin Keqing and Wang Xifeng are here?

It was originally said that they were in the side bedroom of Tianxiang Tower, but it turned out that Youshi was lying there. Why are there so many people in Conglu Hall now?

At this moment, I was furious. How could I settle accounts with Wang Xifeng and Ping'er in the presence of so many people?

Jia Rong hurriedly took Feng Er to the study in the skirt building and asked softly, "What's going on?"

Feng Er immediately noticed that Jia Rong was not in a good state, and asked sideways: "Where did you go just now, sir? Aren't you afraid that the two ladies will kill you?"

This little girl.

Jia Rong held Feng Er in his arms and closed the study, and asked carefully, "What are they going to do?"

Feng Er twisted her body, which made Jia Rong even more angry. She smiled and said, "Mrs. Madam deliberately kept Second Mistress and Sister Ping'er here to congratulate Master. Second Mistress and Sister Ping'er will stay here tonight. But if Master goes in like this, I'm afraid there will be a big fuss."

She pointed at Jia Rong's ugly appearance, sniffed his clothes, and said, "There is also incense in this room. Master, please cover the incense here for now."

Jia Rong snorted, "No, I have another good idea."

"oops!"

Feng Er exclaimed. When she followed Jia Rong into the main living room of Cong Lu Tang, Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing both frowned.

Ruizhu, who had eye problems, quickly pulled Feng'er and whispered, "Why didn't you wash your face and rinse your mouth before coming in? Go wash your face and tidy up your clothes."

Feng'er looked at Uncle Xiaorong with resentment.

Jia Rong laughed, earning Wang Xifeng's cold eyes. His plan really worked, and no one asked why he came so late, nor did anyone care whether he had any other scent on him.

He sat down slowly at the round table.

Qin Keqing ordered wine and food to be served, while Wang Xifeng sent the other maids away. She asked Ping'er to close the gate of Conglutang and said with a smile, "Let's congratulate the Dragon Guard."

Jia Rong looked at the few people left in the room: Qin Keqing, Wang Xifeng, Ping'er, Ruizhu, Feng'er and Baozhu, and his heart was beating with joy.

By this calculation, it was completely right not to delay in Tianxiang Tower.