The man dropped his lips on her back.

Huang Qingruo did not refuse.

Something on his wrist that was held against her soft skin.

The subsequent things naturally came naturally.

The night is short and the indulgence is long.

In the darkness, endless craze swept her.

Before tonight, Huang Qingruo had never thought that he would have the opportunity to enjoy the happiness between men and women in his life.

When she woke up, there was no one around her, and she was the only one in the strange room. If it weren't for the residual discomfort, she might have thought she was just a dream.

"...Huang Qingruo!" The knock on the door that woke her up continued.

Huang Qingruo calmed down from the trance and quickly picked up the clothes on the ground.

She barely opened the door, and Feng Jinhua pushed her away and rushed inside with great momentum.

When his back hit a hard wall, Huang Qingruo stabilized his body and looked at Feng Jinhua who was searching everywhere: "What are you looking for?"

Feng Jinhua turned back again with great momentum: "Where is A Yu? Where did you fox spirit hook my son?"

Huang Qingruo said coldly: "My aunt is joking. I'm just resting here alone. I've never seen Liang Yu."

Feng Jinhua didn't believe it, so she reached out to pull Huang Qingruo's neckline, as if she wanted to take off her clothes.

A woman's crying and screaming suddenly came from next door.

Feng Jinhua's face changed, and she immediately ignored her and followed the sound to look for her.

Huang Qingruo also went out.

Amid the angry curses, Liang Yu, who had only a pair of shorts on his body, was stumbled out of the next room and defended him: "Mom, I don't know what's going on?! I obviously gave Qingruo medicine--"

Turning his head to see Huang Qingruo, Liang Yu looked subtle, and stepped in front of her in two steps: "Ruoru! Listen to my explanation!"

"Don't touch me." Huang Qingruo retreated, avoiding his hand that reached out to her, his eyes seemed to be covered with thin frost, "I'm disgusting."

The farce still needs time to end. Huang Qingruo was not interested in watching the funeral, so he went back to the mourning hall in the front hall.

It was just dawn in the early morning of winter, and everything was so gray that it was lifeless. The white look in the mourning hall made the faces of the people who stayed up late and kept watching the spirits even more miserable.

Huang Qingruo picked a brazier without anyone, burned paper money in a while, and clicked on his phone to send a message to Liang Shu: [You can come to the mourning hall later and buy contraceptive pills for me]

Five minutes later—

【??!!】

【I read the wrong word, auntie??!!!】

【How come you need this kind of thing??!!】

【You can’t be with a man…??!!】

[Wait! Haven’t you been at your second uncle’s funeral all the time? Who did you do it with?]

Liang Shu's question was filled with cannon beads, followed by one sentence in a dense manner, and every sentence burst into his shock.

Huang Qingruo replied: [I was drugged by Liang Yu, and another person took advantage of others' danger,]

After a slight pause, she continued to type: [I don't know who it is]

Liang Shu's shock reached its peak: [???!!!]

"Ruoru." Liang Yu chased to the mourning hall and whispered, "I apologize to you. I just like you so much that I was confused for a while and wanted to cook rice with you. We have an engagement, an unmarried couple, right? A matter of time, right?"

The flame light ignited by the paper money in the brazier did not reflect the warmth in Huang Qingruo's eyes, as if she was coldly refusing: "Stay away from me."

Liang Yu looked cold and said, "Why are you shaking me? Your mother didn't enter our Liang family's door back then. You are not the daughter of the Liang family. Are you posing as a lady to me?"

Huang Qingruo was about to leave without saying a word.

Liang Yu pulled her and said in his teeth: "I saw you drink the glass of milk I added to you with my own eyes. You can't be safe and sound. You must have found someone to help you solve it, right?"

At this time, he stepped into the mourning hall with a hectic step.

Liang Yu and the others in the mourning hall turned their heads.

Huang Qingruo also looked up.

The man in charge looked very thin in black trousers and black shirts.

The cold white-skinned face has a distinct facial features, and the four words "no desires and no desires" are invisibly hung. The mullet head hairstyle blesses his clearness because of his excessively calm and cold temperament.

Qingjue was too much, as if he had gained the preference of the creator and lost popularity.

——The recognized gods and Buddhas in Linjiang City are the great philanthropists who practice Zen and enlighten the Tao to benefit society with their Bodhisattva skins. It is normal that they have no popularity. In everyone's eyes, he has fairy spirit and Buddha nature.

What Huang Qingruo cared about was the string of agarwood Buddhist beads that he was circling his wrist. The skin on her hand faintly felt like she was rubbing against something at night.

His appearance brought a kind of tranquility to the mourning hall with wind and snow.

Ning Jing was soon distracted by Liang Yu: "Liang Jingbai, why did you come in from outside? You didn't watch here at night?"

Huang Qingruo thought to herself that she had never seen Liang Jingbai before leaving the mourning hall at night, and she didn't know when he arrived...

"Catch someone." Liang Jingbai spit out two words and answered Liang Yu's first question.

His tone was as clear and light as his people, and his tone was heavy, which reminded people of the morning bells in the ancient temples in the deep mountains, lingering in the distance, alarming the birds in the forest.

"Who should I pick up?" Liang Yu was not like an outsider, and there was no outsider's respect or awe of the gods and Buddhas in his present world.

"Why did you talk to your cousin?" The third uncle staggered out with a crutch, hunched over his back, scolding Liang Yu.

"I understand, grandpa." Liang Yu turned around and apologized to Liang Jingbai, with a perfunctory and sarcastic attitude, "I'm sorry, Brother Jingbai."

Huang Qingruo was close to him, and when he heard Liang Yu muttering contemptuously, "What's the matter? Isn't it just a dog adopted by the Liang family?"

Liang Jingbai walked to support his third uncle.

As he passed by her, she smelled the coldness brought in from the outdoors of winter, wrapped in a unique smell of incense. Her heart suddenly hopped, and Huang Qingruo couldn't help but raise her eyes.

As if he was aware, Liang Jing's thin eyes suddenly turned around.
Chapter completed!