A Qi

In the room, there was a long silence between the two, but An Rong spoke first.

"Why did you stop me just now?"

"The man's eyes are very clear, it doesn't seem like he is lying. Besides, our voice is not loud, and we may not be able to hear it through the door."

An Rong pondered for a moment, "I'm just afraid of what happens, so why not get rid of him to avoid future troubles."

"No need, I think that person is submissive. Even if he hears these words, he will probably rot in his stomach."

An Rong stopped talking, and deep thoughts flashed through her eyes.Ah Qi... It seems that he has been in too much contact with that person these days.

"Hey! What are you thinking?"

An Rong smiled, then shook her head, "It's nothing."

Zhao Minglang's eyes lit up, he changed the subject, and returned to Mu Yanyan, "When are you free?"

"What's the matter?"

"Hurry up and marry the daughter of the Mu family back home."

"You are here again."

"Brother An Rong, let me help you analyze and analyze. Look, Yanyan is the jewel in the palm of Mu Xiao Villa. She has money and status. The key is that she looks good-looking and juicy. Don't blame me for not reminding you. The suitors are about to break through the threshold of her villa, why are you not in a hurry."

An Rong rolled his eyes at him, "You like you."

"Oh, this beautiful and flowery young lady doesn't like us wild men." With a sour look that couldn't eat grapes, he looked at An Rong carefully from top to bottom, and said Tsk tut and said, "What a gorgeous skin, no wonder it's rare to recruit little girls."

Two people, you speak, he speaks, this time really flies, in a blink of an eye it is getting dark, Zhao Minglang should go back, when parting, he did not forget to ask this old friend to be careful and take care of himself.

"Hurry up, give me a kiss on the face, leave a red mark, I, Zhao Minglang, is a romantic young man again today."

"roll!"

Ah Qi was in the room and found some white cloth strips, but luckily the knife didn't cut deep, otherwise he would have died. He scolded An Rong severely, and he wrapped it around his neck several times enduring the pain. .Wearing coarse linen clothes, with a collar around the neck, it looks ridiculous and funny.There is not much work today, and he can rest now. There is still a lot of work waiting for him tomorrow. Ah Qi was lying on the bed, thinking about the endless hard days, and his heart was even more desolate. The wound was faintly itchy and painful, Ah Qi stretched out his hand subconsciously to scratch it, and with a "hiss", the pain was excruciating, so he gave up the plan of scratching, endured the pain and closed his eyes until dawn.

After getting up, Ah Qi gnawed a cornbread, and went to the laundry room, which was full of dirty clothes changed by young men, the most conspicuous one was a few red clothes in a delicate wooden bucket, Ah Qi glanced, The texture and color are all high-quality, it looks like Hua Ling's at first glance, and only his clothes are placed separately.

"Ah Qi, wash all the clothes in the wooden barrel in the middle and the big barrel on the left. The middle barrel is for Mr. Ling, be careful not to scratch it."

The person who spoke was Qiu’s mother in the laundry room. She should be quite old, with gray hair. She usually helps arrange laundry tasks, helps dry clothes, etc. Don’t be jealous. She does light work, because They are relatives of the big boss.These days, opening a brothel requires a family.

Unlucky, why did such a difficult task fall on him, he didn't want to wash the clothes for that person, but he had no choice but to accept it, and he took two wooden barrels angrily to the river in the backyard after being dumb.

Some maids and tortoise slaves have already gathered by the river, and they are all scrubbing and washing their clothes vigorously.

"Aqi."

Qiu Guan by the river saw him with sharp eyes and smiled at him, and Ah Qi walked to him and her with the wooden bucket.

"What about your neck?"

"It fell."

Qiu Guan was suspicious, but he didn't say anything on his face, and continued to rub his clothes.

The dew was heavy in the autumn morning, and the river water was slightly cool. Ah Qi shrank his neck, feeling a little cold at the moment, rolled up his sleeves, hesitated between the two barrels, and decided to wash the plague god's clothes first up.

While working hard and working hard, "Sister Chunrui", Ah Qi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the loud noise over there, the nemesis came.

"Yo, this is Ah Qi." Looking at the white cloth strips wrapped around his neck, she already guessed something in her heart, secretly felt relieved, and just about the incident with the hairpin, Chunrui will remember him for the rest of her life.

Ah Qi ignored him, Chunrui went straight to him, and looked at the clothes he was washing in his hands, it was obviously her son's, and she had a plan.Stretching out her hand to caress the red dress, she suddenly "teared" and the collar was torn. Chunrui patted her water-stained hand provocatively, and walked away wiggling her ass.

"Ah Qi, what should I do?" Qiu Guan looked at the torn clothes nervously, with a worried expression on his face, the gap was too big, otherwise he might be able to fool it by mending it with needle and thread.

At that time, Ah Qi was so angry that his hands were shaking, his clothes fell, and he said something dejected to Qiu Guan, "If you want money, you will die! I am too lazy to wait."

I didn't care about those two wooden barrels, and left straight away, walked to a remote corner alone, squatted down and cried, in his 23 years of life, except for his mother who made him feel cold, it belonged to this **** flower girl son.Fortunately, I still regard him as a good person, and I have been grateful for a little favor for a long time, but who knows that he is a shit who depends on a man to live.And that maid of his is all the same stuff, not a good thing.Ah Qi scolded fiercely in her heart for a while, but after the scolding was over, she didn't feel good at all, on the contrary, she felt even more sad.His mind was full of scenes where the man had some interaction with him. Scene by scene, Ah Qi felt his head was about to explode, so he beat his head violently with his fists, wiped away his tears, and the hard life had to continue, so he walked back to the river again .

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got there, he saw Kai Chunrui with his arms crossed and his face full of anger. When he saw Ah Qi, his eyes widened even wider. Ah Qi suddenly remembered the eyeballs of the dead fish. Trick her.

"Go, follow me."

Reluctantly, Ah Qi stood still in a daze, no matter how much Chunrui tugged, she couldn't move away, and became even more impatient, her cheeks turned red.Ah Qi really can't stand this girl anymore, her eyes are angry, follow her, go with her, lest others think he is bullying women.

It's that broken room on the second floor again!An Rong was lying on the bed, with his head propped on his hands, reading a book in a relaxed manner, when he heard Chunrui's movement outside the door, he answered "Come in", without taking his eyes off the book in his hand.

"Young Master Ling, Ah Qi has ruined your clothes."

Frowning slightly, her face was full of displeasure. Since what happened last time, Ah Qi's son still has lingering fears when he sees him. He hangs his head, not daring to look at him, for fear of meeting his gaze.

Chunrui continued, "This morning, while washing clothes by the river, I saw Ah Qi tear your clothes to pieces."

An Rong didn't speak, looked at Ah Qi in front of him, the white cloth wrapped around his neck was very conspicuous, put down the book in his hand, stood up from the collapse, walked to Ah Qi, looked at him from a distance, And waved back Chunrui.

The spotless white and slender hands slowly caressed Ah Qi's wound wrapped in white cloth, and with a little force, Ah Qi was so painful that cold sweat broke out. The man's black brocade boots were clearly visible, his whole body was trembling, he was afraid of death, very afraid of death.

Chunrui outside the door did not leave, but the cat was outside the door, looking in through the thin crack of the door, she only saw her young master's hand touching Ah Qi's neck, moving slowly, Chunrui looked In his eyes, he only felt that this was the action that should be done to treat a lover, and he was shocked. Could it be that they... thought of Ah Qi's ivory hairpin again, which he said he gave to the son; and every time she pushed Ah Qi into Ling The son's house, the son will let her go down first every time...

Chunrui left in a daze. She felt that she had committed a serious crime and offended the master's little lover.

An Rong suddenly picked up his hair, looked at him fiercely, as if trying to see through Ah Qi, and lightly opened his lips, "You did it on purpose? Remember the thing about me rubbing your neck?" without panic Not busy, whispering softly, but with an infinite chill.

Ah Qi shook her head instinctively, but the hair that was grabbed by him shook like this, pulling her scalp, it was very painful, and the newly scabbed wound on her neck must have been torn again, this man is really cruel.

"No...no." Ah Qi could only hold back these few words for a long time, faltering, he was afraid.

"Nothing." An Rong withdrew his hand.

"I didn't make your clothes."

Looking at the white cloth on his neck that was stained red with blood, An Rong was in a daze for a moment. The person in front of him was ugly, much shorter than him, with dark and yellow skin. In the past few years in Changchun Courtyard, he only knew this person. There is no other intersection, but in the past few months, it is really a coincidence to bump into him one after another.

"Come here." An Rong pointed to the wooden stool beside the desk.

Ah Qi obediently walked over and sat on the wooden bench.

An Rong took out a small bottle from the drawer, found some white cloth, and carefully removed the blood-stained cloth strip for Ah Qi. Seeing the re-torn wound, the blood was turning over the flesh, it was shocking, An Rong With a condensed face, he sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound, and then carefully re-bandaged Ah Qi. His fingertips were soft and cool, and when he occasionally brushed Ah Qi's skin, Ah Qi's heart beat every time.Sitting on that wooden bench at that time, Ah Qi was thinking why he treated this person differently, probably because he was indulging in his occasional tenderness.Even though he knew it was a deep well beyond redemption, Ah Qi still jumped down without hesitation, he was so eager to be loved.

"The gold-chuang medicine was sprinkled just now, so don't get water in the wound for a few days."

His voice was as comfortable as the warm wind in spring, Ah Qi was addicted to it, as if dizzy, he just nodded awkwardly.The feeling of dizziness passed, Ah Qi always felt that he had to say something, swallowed, pondered for a while, and then said with difficulty: "If you have any troubles in the future, just... just tell me, I will find a way Yes." These words sounded like an oath.

Although Ah Qi is an insignificant little person, in the future, as long as it is what he orders, even if it is the moon in the sky, he will definitely pick it off and give it to him.

An Rong smiled, Ah Qi was infatuated with his smile.All the resentment and resentment in my heart before disappeared.The scar was healed and he forgot the pain, Ah Qi knew in his heart that he was a spineless person.