Liu Wei is not satisfied with Fu Zichen's business ability. She didn't wait until noon in the morning or her brother said she wanted to see her.

She felt that this was because Fu Zichen didn't say well, didn't describe her as tall and great, and didn't let her brother realize that she was a very excellent sister, and she blamed Fu Zichen for her mistake, and said that to Rong Leng after returning to the room.

Rong Leng listened to her for a while, raised her hand directly, and tapped her head gently with the book in her hand.

Liu Wei looks at him unhappily: "what do you do?"

Rong Leng leers at her with a cold look: "he has no choice."

Liu Wei is stunned: "what do you mean?"

"Liu Mo has no choice." Rong Leng said again, "whether he wants to or not, you are connected with his blood. A mother and compatriot are facts and cannot be changed. You don't need to flatter him in a roundabout way. If he wants to think, he will let him think, think clearly and come to you."

Liu Wei mumbled, "I didn't please him..."

Rong Leng smiled: "no?"

Liu Wei went straight to him, put his hand over his mouth, twisted his eyebrows and quibbled, "no, no, I just don't want to see him too tangled and sleepy, he's empty and worried too much."

Rong Ling can't speak, and doesn't want to speak. In a word, Liu Mo doesn't know whether Liu Wei's brain is really in a mess. From last night to today, the way she talks has never changed.

Liu Wei tightly covers Rong Leng's mouth and never lets it go. Later, seeing that he really doesn't struggle, she simply sits on his leg and leans her body against his arms. She says in a muffled voice: "I'm really over nervous. My relatives meet again. After a short period of excitement, the rest is the doubts about how to get along in the future. Although I said so much yesterday, my mother now sees that I'm still nervous. I'm very careful in every move. Mo Yi can't digest it. He still avoids me. I I just want to... "

Rong Leng finally opened her hand, pinched it, and said for her, "you just want to do more to bring the relationship closer?"

Liu Wei groaned around his neck, nodding his dying head.

Rong Ling holds her face and sees that her little face is wrinkled into a ball. Then he looks up and kisses her pink lips. He kisses it shallowly. He sticks it up and then releases it. Then he sticks it back and forth. He pecks it again and again. After a long time, he releases it. His forehead is against her forehead and he says softly: "what you need is time. It takes time to adapt and accept. ”Liu Wei looked into his dark eyes and nodded, "well, listen to you."

Liu Wei actually knows these principles, but somehow, she says them calmly and let his bright eyes stare at them, and she will feel more at ease, as if she has been poisoned.

Rong Leng looks at Liu Wei's gentle appearance, then sticks her right hand to her back waist, holds her firmly, clasps her left hand to her back brain, presses her head down, bites her lips, licks the tip of her tongue, and deeply sucks it.

Liu Wei was bit passively by him.

When he let go of her lips, she clearly felt that the lips were all wooden. She stretched out the tip of her tongue to lick it, but the edge of her face came up again and held her tongue.

"Well..." Liu Wei's eyes began to wet, trying to push him away.

Where can a man put it? He turns directly, presses the man in his arms between him and the round table, puts her back against the edge of the table, and signals her to sit on his leg, facing him.

Liu Wei was fooled by him for a while, and was annoyed: "don't pull me I don't want to sit like this... "

Rong Leng pressed her lips again and swallowed her endless protest.

Liu Wei stared at him with evil eyes, and the man ignored him. The lip spread from her mouth to her chin and neck, all the way down.

The belt of the robe has been torn.

When Liu Wei is wearing clothes, Rong Ling is always beside her. He is afraid that he knows more about how to tie her waist seal than she herself.

Two or three times, kuanjin's waist seal fell on the ground. Liu Wei's clothes were lifted by the man. Inside, the snow-white inner clothes wrapped her body, which was not obvious.

However, this strictness did not last for a long time, but two breaths, with the same skilful technique, the man removed the clothes there.

The hands with thin cocoons touch the skin, making both of them have a momentary trance.

Liu Wei's eyes were open, and in a blink of an eye, she was half faded. She stared at the culprit and said, "it's still day."

Rong Leng said "well" and opened her mouth to bite the Huns who had missed half of her. He said vaguely, "it's not bad, either, in the daytime."

"What's good!" Liu Wei pushed him and pulled his robe to cover himself.

But now she wants to hide it. Rong Leng clasps her hand and cuts it back to her back. She holds it with one hand, and with the other hand, she swings away the corner of her dress that she has not easily pulled up, buries her head again, and bites a tooth mark on her soft flesh.

"Pain, pain, pain..." Liu Wei cried and looked down. She was furious: "you're a dog, you've broken your skin?"

Rong Leng looked at her and said nothing. He didn't apologize for his mistake or explain. He just held out the tip of his tongue and licked at the bloodstain.The smell of blood spread, he carefully licked the wound clean, until there was no blood, still containing there, teeth repeatedly grinding.

Liu Wei is afraid. She thinks that Rong Ling is wrong today. Why can't she live with that piece of meat?

She carefully asked, "do you want to break it again and suck up my blood?"

Rong Leng pauses for a moment and looks up at her: "good idea."

Liu Wei's hair stood up, and she felt shivering all over: "you What kind of stimulation did you get? "

Rong Leng did not make a sound, but glanced at the book that was left aside.

Liu Wei followed his eyes and saw that it was a very normal book. At least the book case was very normal. Rong Ling asked the young man of the post house to buy it yesterday. He had the habit of reading every day. Those books he brought from Kyoto had already finished reading, so he planned to buy some books with distinctive Qingzhou area.

When he heard that he wanted to buy one with regional characteristics, he took a lot of trouble, ran several bookstores, and finally found ten books, and brought them back in one go.

Liu Wei also turned two pages. The books are all very good books. They are not very famous. But they describe the local customs of Qingzhou vividly.

Liu Wei didn't turn over this book in Rong Ling's hand, but when reading the title of the book "biography of hundreds of people", it seems that it's about the people's family's sophistication.

Looking at Rong Ling's dodging eyes, Liu Wei's intuition is wrong. She reaches for the book.

When she got the book in her hand, she casually turned over the two pages in front of her. There was no problem. When she turned over to the back, she saw a picture of men and women's intercourse!

"What is this?" Liu Wei angrily points to the picture.

"Spring palace." The man replied very clearly.

Liu Wei stares and circles his eyes: "you You've been watching this all day? This is little yellow book! "

Rong Leng took the book away, put it around her waist, and said, "I bought the stolen collection. The first half is the biography of hundreds of people, the second half is the biography of hundreds of blasphemies."

Hundred blasphemies, self blasphemy!

Liu Wei's face turned red and angrily scolded: "I know that if piracy is not eliminated in one day, the society will be in chaos!"