Ning Nanyou raised his eyebrows, sat back a little, and whispered: "Okay, I won't touch you."

Jiang Chengjia stood in front of him with a dejected head, and the scene in her eyes was confused and blurred. Not long after, she couldn't stand steadily and fell directly on the narrow wooden couch in front of her. Ning Nanyou quickly hid, leaning against the wall, looking helplessly at the little girl sleeping beside her.

Jiang Chengjia snored, and a "gurgling" humming sound always popped up in his throat. Sometimes he smacked his lips, and then he slapped his words and then left a few words.

He exhaled, and continued reading the book by the oil lamp that was lit near the head of the bed by the wall.

I thought Jiang Chengjia would go to bed just like this and would not make trouble again. But once the matter was done by this girl, it seemed that it would not be so easy to solve.

Ning Nanyou was ecstatic while reading the ancient scroll. After a moment, an angry roar suddenly came from beside him, which scared him so much that he almost jumped up from the couch. He was shocked and looked at the girl beside him with a blue face. He only heard her scolding: "Sima Hui! You shameless little thief! If it weren't for you, Jian Cen wouldn't die!"

His eyelids jumped up, feeling that the two names that Jiang Chengjia called out were extremely familiar, and seemed to have read them somewhere. After a while, he suddenly turned his gaze to the ancient books in his hand, a little shocked.

Are Sima Hui and Jian Cen the fallen emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty and the traitor King Yue who almost destroyed the Yan Dynasty?

A strange feeling surged in his heart, and he felt a little stuffy in his chest. After a while, he smiled relievedly, perhaps this little girl had read the historical books about King Yue.

Ning Nanyou stared at Jiang Chengjia's side face, curious why she spoke for Jian Cen?

Jian Cen is a slander of the ages. Whether it is historical records or ancient books circulated in the market, as long as they are about the King of Yue, they are all derogatory words and have no praise.

Even the only recognized achievement of being famous for his violent and political power, Sima Hui, the emperor who fell from the Yan Dynasty, was the killing of King Jian Cen of Yue. It was just a battle to eliminate traitors and traitors, but was marked as a great contribution by later generations. It can be seen that at that time, not only civil and military officials, but also civilians, but also civilians hated the King Jian Cen of Yue, and wished to crush him to ashes.

But tonight, the girl beside him spoke for the slander who everyone scolded.

Ning Nanyou couldn't understand because he didn't sympathize with the King of Yue Jiancen in his heart. He believed that the reason why he was not famous and could not die was to suffer a lot. Who told him that because a woman was an enemy of the world, he eventually became betrayal and divorced from everyone, and had no complete corpse after death.

He shook his head and saw that Jiang Chengjia was still making trouble, so he picked her up in the waist and prepared to send her back to the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand climbed up to the little girl's waist, the little girl quickly grabbed his arm and pushed it hard inside the bed, which easily made him fall on the trouser on his back.

The wooden couch in the bathroom was made of a bunch of wooden boards that Ji Xianzhi had found casually. It was very rough, but it was actually not comfortable to sleep. When Jiang Chengjia pushed it hard, there was a loud noise from the wooden board, and he leaned on the couch with pain.

Before he could react, Jiang Chengjia suddenly lay down, hugged his neck and whispered in a low voice: "I believe, I...I can definitely take you back."

Ning Nanyou paused, his eyes stopped on her red cheeks, and he asked softly: "Who are you going to take back? Where are you going?"

Jiang Chengjia stared at the familiar face in front of her in a daze, and suddenly grinned and said, "Of course I took Junhou back. Let's go back to Kuaiji and go to Jiangnan! Junhou... Haven't you grown up in Jiangnan too? You must miss there very much... I also like Jiangnan... The stones on the Wuyan Bridge are all beautiful scenery in Jiangnan! Junhou... Let's go to Jiangnan..."

"But I don't like Jiangnan." Ning Nanyou refused.

"Why don't you like it?" She lie in his ear and asked quietly, as if she was afraid that others would hear it.

Ning Nanyou stared at Liang Ding, and his mind was filled with past events. The memories were dim and gray, which made him smile bitterly: "Because there are too many memories with old friends there."

He said such words without realizing it. After awakening, he realized what he said, and was a little annoyed that he was not dependent on it. Later, he saw Jiang Chengjia's face full of drunkenness, as if he hadn't heard what he said, so he felt relieved.

He pushed the little girl leaning against him and said gently: "Get up, you should go back."

"No! I won't go back! This is mine! Junhou, you are mine too! Why should I go back?"

She sat on his waist, pointed one finger at Ning Nanyou, and the other finger at herself, and laughed in a daze.

He was stunned by her slightly childish smile, and his heart was loosened again.

A feeling that I had never felt before came to my heart, and Ning Nanyou smiled.

He no longer remembers how many times he was touched by her.

While he was stunned, Jiang Chengjia turned over and got off the couch, walked towards the place where the bathtub was originally placed in the bathroom, and said incoherently: "It's late at night, I need to take a bath...I want to take a bath..."

Then she took off her outer clothes, her inner shirt, her inner lining, and she was about to take off her inner clothes.

When Ning Nanyou reacted, Jiang Chengjia was almost standing naked in front of the wide open window. There was a mountainous area outside the house, but several families were lit with oil lamps.

He was shocked and immediately rushed towards Jiang Chengjia with the only quilt on the couch, wrapped her around, carried her on her shoulders, and took her back to the couch.

The little girl struggled several times, and her head appeared from the quilt wrapped in a ball. Her little face turned red and said pitifully: "Your Majesty doesn't even let you take a shower..."

Ning Nanyou had a headache and wanted to knock her out at this moment.

Before he could calm down, Jiang Chengjia quickly uncovered the mattress that was wrapped in a ball, and threw himself into his arms. His delicate little hands were particularly powerful, clamping him hard and sending his bright red lips.

He hid in and refused to let her do what she wanted. The little girl kept touching him.

A pair of delicate and boneless jade hands walked on his chest, making him angry.

He endured it, and before long, Jiang Chengjia became more and more bullied.

Ning Nanyou was teased for a long time, but now he was finally completely moved. He could no longer withstand her temptation. He rushed up, covered the mattress on the side and went into the quilt to do big things.

As the sky was dawn, the night had passed, and a rooster crow came from the continuous hills outside the window.

Ning Nanyou fell asleep and felt his body become empty in an unprecedented way. He stroked his forehead sleepily, put one hand into the quilt, and touched his side. But he found that Jiang Chengjia had not known where he had already gone.

He immediately turned over and sat up, and found that the wooden clogs placed beside the couch were nowhere to be seen.

Ning Nanyou supported his arms, got out of bed and put on his shoes and boots, and was about to get up to find Jiang Chengjia. Suddenly, he felt a soreness on his waist. He couldn't help but frown, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Last night...undescribable...

In short, it made him feel kidney deficiency.

Ning Nanyou slowed down, got up again with one rush, and walked out of the house with his waist.

The door of the main house next door was closed tightly at this time, which made him think that last night was just a dream, but the mess in the bathroom also confirmed that last night was not a dream.

He stopped in front of Jiang Chengjia's door, hesitated for a while, and finally raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

There was no movement inside the door.

Ning Nanyou knocked on me a few more times, but there was still no movement inside. When he was confused, a call came from behind him: "Why are you knocking on my door?"

Jiang Chengjia suddenly appeared behind him, already dressed up properly. At this moment, she was wearing a light green hibiscus gold-lined curved hem skirt, with a faint blue color between her eyebrows, which looked delicate in the soft sunlight, and at the same time she had a light and clear temperament lingering.

He turned around and said strangely, "Why aren't you in the house?"

Ning Nanyou let go of the coldness he deliberately pretended to have been like this month, and his voice became much gentler.

Jiang Chengjia was not surprised by his change, but just raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "My husband, let's see what time it is now? Of course, it's time for me to pay my respects to my mother."

Her attitude was as if nothing had happened last night.

Ning Nanyou felt his eyelids beating twice, and he felt a little uncomfortable, but after enduring it, he still said gently: "So... I will go with my wife to pay my respects to my mother, and there is no need to ask for my own wishes."

Jiang Chengjia bowed to him on the spot and said politely: "Mr. Jun, don't go with me... I just went to the front hall and found that Jun, Jun, was waiting for Jun, in front of the screen wall... You have been with her for the past month, and you don't have to accommodate me now."

These sour words fell into Ning Nanyou's ears, making him feel cold.

"You..." As soon as he was about to speak, Jiang Chengjia decisively interrupted him.

"Junhou must not worry about what happened last night... I drank too much last night, and I was just talking nonsense." She smiled at him, and stood in the yard with great respect, "As for... Sister Jun, I will not stop Junhou from having good things with Sister Jun... Since you can keep me cold for a month... I guess you can keep me cold for a year in the future. Do you have to be so kind to me because of my humble last night and be kind to me."

After saying this, Jiang Chengjia left the North Court without looking back and headed towards the Cao family's South Courtyard, leaving very decisively.

Ning Nanyou stepped forward a few steps and chased him out.

In front of the screen wall, Li Xiangjun was indeed waiting for him there.

Seeing him running out of the yard, she hurriedly stepped forward and said tenderly: "Brother Zhao... I think you shouldn't have a meal yet. I have prepared meals in the front hall... Why don't you go with me and have a meal first and then pay your respects to your aunt?"
Chapter completed!