Honglouchun

"Don't go!"

Jia Qiang didn't raise her head, but her right hand hugged Ping'er's soft waist even tighter.

Ping'er was so ashamed that he could hardly contain himself, his almond eyes almost watered down, and he said to the outside: "Master Hou is injured and tired, I will see the old lady tomorrow."

After the outside became quiet for a while, Shang Zhuo said again: "Master Hou, the master of the Lin family is also here."

"..."

Finally, Jia Qiang was willing to lift her face from the gentleness, her eyes were full of resentment.

This is the beauty of life. Although the nose is also bruised and swollen, she is still handsome, coupled with the injury on her face and the resentful eyes, immediately aroused Ping'er's compassion, and she couldn't bear to persuade: "Master Hou has gone, Seeing that you are injured like this, the old lady and the master of the Lin family will not stay for long, Master Hou came back early and took the medicine, just rest."

Jia Qiang lay on Ping'er's lap, twisted her neck, and said to the outside: "Drive the car directly into Rongfu." Then she said to Ping'er: "You are probably still thinking about Second Aunt in your heart, just go and see her. When I get home, I will call you in the past. When you come back, give me medicine and warm my bed..."

Hearing this, Ping'er didn't dare to look at Jia Qiang anymore, and only turned his face to one side.

This shy look is really touching...

Jia Qiang laughed softly: "The most is the gentleness of bowing her head, just like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot withstand the cool wind. Sister Ping'er, you are so beautiful."

Such straightforward words of praise, and the famous quotes of the scumbag patriarch, how can girls in this world resist?

Ping'er only felt that his heart had melted, and he turned his head uncontrollably, staring at Jia Qiang with gentle and soft eyes.

Jia Qiang said softly: "If it weren't for the bruised nose and swollen face, wouldn't it be more concubine-loving?"

"Pfft!"

Ping'er couldn't help laughing, and complained softly, "Master Hou!"

Jia Qiang withdrew her waist-wrapping hand, held her slender fingers as thin as scallion roots, and said with a warm smile: "In a person's life, one is fate, two is luck, three is geomantic omen, four is accumulation of yin and virtue, and five is reading. Six names, seven phases, and eight Respect the gods, make friends nine times, and keep good health. When you meet a noble person like me, your fate, luck, and feng shui will all change. You have always done good deeds, accumulated yin virtues, have a good name, better looks, and respect God. You have taken care of your health. When you are fine, I will teach you to read and read. The days to come will be better and more fulfilling. Take good care of your body, and you will have three boys and two girls in the future, so that you can be with you I will go to Baitou together."

Ping'er's heart was drunk when she heard it, she stared at Jia Qiang obsessively, and said softly: "These are like a dream. I am humble, how can I afford such a big blessing? I am afraid that one day, I will wake up from the dream. , I'm afraid it will..."

Jia Qiang shook her head and said, "Don't worry about the others, but your body is not that good. In the past few years, you have lived with your second aunt. She worked so hard and dragged you down. That's why you need to pay more attention to maintenance. Take care of yourself, so that when you have children in the future, you won’t pass through hell. By the way, have you chosen the new-style apron?”

"oops!"

Seeing Jia Qiang's eyes aimed in front of him, Ping'er shyly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

Jia Qiang laughed, held her hand, moved it away, and looked at Ping'er's face, it was like rouge, and the shy beauty in the almond eyes made people's hearts move.

Jia Qiang couldn't help raising her hand, Ping'er closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate, her breathing became rapid, her eyelashes trembled...

But at this moment, a woman's voice came from outside: "Master Hou, the old lady's courtyard is here!"

Hearing this sound, Ping'er stretched out his hand suddenly, and hugged Jia Qiang's hand, not allowing him to stretch out any further.

Looking at him pleadingly...

Jia Qiang yelled out angrily, "It's the ball!"

Turning his head again, he looked at Ping'er resentfully.

Ping'er couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, and said softly, "Master Hou, hurry up and see the old lady and Master Lin. No...not in a hurry."

The last three words are barely audible.

It's embarrassing to say it.

If Jia Qiang hadn't treated her like this, she wouldn't be so shameless...

Jia Qiang laughed, got up from Ping'er, stared at her for a while, reached out and hooked her snowy chin with her index finger, and then reached out like lightning to kiss the red lips.

With a soft moan, Jia Qiang smiled proudly and got out of the carriage, and said to the driver, "Send Sister Ping'er to Second Aunt."

Although the old lady didn't see it, she also guessed what was going on inside, and quickly said with a smile: "Yes, Lord Hou, don't worry, I will send it there safely."

Jia Qiang nodded and walked towards Rongqing Hall.

……

"oops!"

"what?"

"ah!"

On the Chaoshou corridor, five or six little girls were surprised when they saw Jia Qiang's arrival and that face.

Jia Qiang glanced around, and her voice disappeared, but her expressions were all strange.

Jia Qiang twitched the corners of her mouth, ignored them, waited for a girl to raise the curtain, and entered the Rongqing Hall.

"Master Hou is here!"

Following the transmission of the voice, everyone in Rongqing Hall looked over.

After seeing Jia Qiang clearly, there was a sudden burst of laughter:

"Hahahaha!"

Jia Qiang frowned and looked, and saw that Baoyu seemed to want to laugh out all the grievances he had suffered these days.

Even his father didn't care about being here, pointing at Jia Qiang and leaning forward and back with a smile.

"Puppy fucked!"

Jia Qiang cursed softly, almost scaring away the girl behind her.

Baoyu was stolen by a puppy, doesn't that mean...

"Shut up! Damn little bastard, what kind of dirty seed? If you want to laugh, I'll let you laugh enough!"

Jia Zheng couldn't hold back anymore, he looked carefully at Jia Qiang, and seeing that he was walking steadily and without serious problems, he turned his head and cursed sharply.

Baoyu's laughter stopped abruptly.

Jia Mu was not happy, and said: "A while ago, when Baoyu was injured, didn't Brother Qiang laugh at him like this?"

Jia Qiang first nodded with the teary-eyed Daiyu, and after expressing that nothing happened, she greeted Jia Mu and Lin Ruhai, and said, "The old lady's words are off the mark. Well, like two hundred and five."

Lin Ruhai sat on the upper left seat, looked at Jia Qiang and said, "How did you make it look like this?"

Jia Qiang walked to the right side, the sisters of the Jia family gave way to the first seat, so he also chose a second seat to show that he did not dare to sit on the same level as Lin Ruhai, and then said: "Today, at the East Road Courtyard On the other side, the children of the founding heroes and the children of Yuanping heros competed in the arena. They were beaten badly one by one. There were not enough numbers. It's related, it's all skin trauma."

Looking at Baoyu behind Mrs. Wang again, he said, "You were beaten and I was beaten. Can it be the same?"