Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Have mercy on me, Rongrong
Lu Rong felt that this was a bit too exciting.
But now she was held in Zhou Li's arms, unable to struggle at all. Her lips and teeth were invaded by him. She was extremely nervous and her scalp was numb.
Especially when she heard the footsteps getting closer, she pushed his shoulders with her palms, her eyes widened with anxiety.
"Rongrong?" Senior Brother Lin's voice was heard outside, followed by a knock on the door.
"Zhou... um..." Lu Rong wanted Zhou Li to stop, but as soon as she uttered a sound, he pressed directly against the root of her tongue, hooking her tender tongue and not wanting to let go, and his lips were occupied by her.
Lu Rong hummed softly, tightened her grip on the fabric on his shoulders, and looked at him with red eyes, telling him not to do that.
Zhou Li looked into her eyes, then, feeling guilty, let her go. He whispered in her ear, "Don't you like it more intense? Is Mr. Zhou's lover intense?"
Lu Rong was gasping for breath, her chest heaving violently, and the flush on her face was very heart-pounding.
Zhou Li's warm lips touched her face gently, lovingly and tenderly: "Do you like this feeling?"
Lu Rong thought, Mr. Zhou is so awesome.
"Not in the room?" Senior Brother Lin's voice sounded outside.
"The door is closed, so he must be there, right?" Qiu Ling always pushed the door open when Lu Rong saw him. "I'll open the door and take a look. You wait outside."
"Put me down." Lu Rong begged in a low voice, with unquenchable desire in his eyes.
Zhou Li, however, simply kissed her from the tip of her nose to her lips again: "Why would you let me go if you don't give me some benefits?"
Lu Rong began to wonder if all snakes of Zhou Li's species had such a strong desire for revenge.
She heard Qiu Ling push the door open and whispered hurriedly, "Tonight."
Zhou Li's Adam's apple rolled, and the desire in his eyes did not diminish but became stronger. Lu Rong's face flushed even more when she was looked at. She wanted to leave, but Zhou Li's hand did not loosen, and he just stared at her with an expression that said "I really want to fuck you to death."
Lu Rong's whole body became even hotter when she was looked at, and the air felt like it was burning with fire.
Qiu Ling, who was standing outside, pushed the door but couldn't open it yet: "Huh? The door is locked? Are you sleeping? Then I'll go in and take a look."
When Lu Rong heard this, she quickly turned around to look at the closed door, grabbed his shoulders tightly, and looked pitiful with her eyes wide open.
Zhou Li liked her like this and was reluctant to let go. He kissed her lips and repeated, "Tonight?"
After she finished speaking, Lu Rong felt a hand tighten around her waist, and then she was pulled to her feet. Zhou Li was dressed neatly, but Lu Rong's skirt was wrinkled. She reached out to straighten her skirt, and then she heard Zhou Li's low voice: "I'm not free tonight either, let's do it tomorrow."
The lingering sound was still in his ears, but Zhou Li was no longer there, and Qiu Ling appeared instead.
"Eh? You're just standing there and why don't you open the door for us?" Qiu Ling looked at the person standing there stupidly and walked over to her. Seeing her flushed face, he was a little worried. "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
Qiu Ling reached out and touched her forehead. Lu Rong regained consciousness and blinked at Qiu Ling, "I'm fine."
She reached out and took her hand away: "I just slept a little hot."
As he spoke, he guiltily fanned himself with his hands to calm his hot body.
"How can you be so careless? You can still sleep after all these things happened." Qiu Ling looked at her speechlessly.
Lu Rong scratched his head, thinking about the intimate kiss he and Zhou Li had just had, and his face flushed: "I'm so sleepy. I just heard Senior Brother Lin's voice."
"Yes." Qiu Ling said as he opened the door to let Senior Brother Lin in.
When Senior Brother Lin came in and saw Lu Rong, he asked worriedly, "Rongrong, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Lu Rong smiled and shook his head, "My father always lectures me about these little things."
Qiu Ling and Senior Brother Lin looked at each other, and finally Qiu Ling asked curiously, "You and Jian Zun didn't really go to the grove to fight that day, did you?"
Lu Rong looked at their inquiring eyes and shook his head.
She sat at the table and poured them a cup of tea: "Have a drink."
Senior Brother Lin: "I said it couldn't be a fight. I was there that night, and Jian Zun said Rongrong had something to ask him."
Lu Rong: “?” It turned out that these two people really came here to gossip.
Qiu Ling seemed to realize something: "You didn't go to the Sword Master that night to ask him to help me repair my sword! And then you two happened to be discussing this matter in the grove?"
Lu Rong thought there was nothing wrong with what Qiu Ling said, and nodded: "But..."
She was about to explain when she saw Senior Brother Lin holding out his hand: "I said Rongrong and Jianzun can't have a private relationship, money."
Qiu Ling wordlessly took out his small treasury and threw it to him: "Alright."
Lu Rong was puzzled: "What are you doing?"
"Senior Brother Lin said that it was impossible for you to have an affair with Sword Master, and then he made a bet with me. I didn't expect that you, such a loser, would really do it!" Qiu Ling poked her head.
Lu Rong felt that these people were indeed bad friends! Bad friends!
She stood up and lay on the table, feeling hopeless. She thought that since they didn't even kiss in the woods that day, it really couldn't be considered a tryst.
Only after the two people on the opposite sides finished their transaction did they see the protagonist of their bet.
"Why are you so depressed? Tomorrow is the Xuanyang Sect's Flower Spike Festival. You are the most excited about the Flower Spike Festival every year." Qiu Ling poked her face.
Every year, the Xuanyang Sect holds a three-day Flower Spike Festival in early June. Many spiritual spikes are hung within the sect for everyone to work together to find. Different numbers of spiritual spikes can be exchanged for different spiritual tools and magic weapons.
The original intention of the Flower Spike Festival is to enhance the relationship among the sect members.
But later it gradually evolved into a situation where young boys and girls who were in love would give the stolen spiritual ears to their loved ones.
A few years ago, there were many spiritual ears hanging at the entrance of Zhuiyu Pavilion. She only knew that these spiritual ears could be exchanged for things, but she couldn't find out who put them there, so she didn't bother to care and just took them to exchange for things.
After a while, she could exchange for a lot of interesting things every year, and the things that Xuanyang Sect could exchange for were different every year.
So she looks forward to the Flower Spike Festival every time.
But now she is getting together with Zhou Li. If Zhou Li sees that the spiritual ears hanging in Zhui Yu Pavilion are all given by others, he will definitely be jealous and take revenge on her.
Zhou Li is a wicked snake who is the best at holding grudges!
So I decided not to join in the fun.
"I'm happy, but a little tired." She yawned. She was really tired. Zhou Li had held her in front of the desk for so long last night.
"Are you going to the Flower Spike Festival tomorrow?" Qiu Ling asked her.
"No." Lu Rong has his own plans for tomorrow.
Seeing her lazy look, Qiu Ling put his arm around her shoulders and glanced at her face. He only saw Lu Rong's white and rosy cheeks, which looked like a flower blooming after being nourished.
She couldn't help but pinch her face: "Your face looks so pink and tender, why are you so listless?"
"Because the weather is so hot." Lu Rong wilted.
Qiu Ling and Senior Brother Lin both knew that Lu Rong was afraid of heat, and Lu Rong basically never went out during the summer.
"It's definitely hotter this year than in previous years, but you don't look hot." Senior Brother Lin held out his hand, "Let me help you take a look."
Before Lu Rong could say anything, Qiu Ling had already grabbed her hand and stretched it towards Senior Brother Lin's.
She struggled to take it back: "It's really okay."
What if Senior Brother Lin diagnosed her with kidney deficiency and asked her to be more restrained?
Senior Brother Lin was always considerate and didn't make things difficult for Lu Rong: "Rest well for a few days first. If you feel uncomfortable later, come back and see me."
Lu Rong nodded, stood up and walked the two big Buddhas out the door. Qiu Ling looked at her strangely.
"Why do I feel like you're guilty?" Qiu Ling stared at her strangely.
Lu Rong's eyes immediately became firm: "Why should I feel guilty?"
Qiu Ling: "Do you have any other plans tomorrow?"
Lu Rong didn't expect that she could guess this, and hurriedly pushed her out: "That's right."
Then he waved his hand in Qiu Ling's surprised eyes: "You two have fun tomorrow."
After saying that, he closed the door and lay back on the bed. His tense nerves finally relaxed. After lying there for a while, he received Qiu Ling's message.
【A Ling: What are you going to do tomorrow? 】
[Lu Xiaorong: There's something important. I'll tell you later.]
Ah Ling: So mysterious.
Lu Rong thought, it has to be a little mysterious, after all, his and Zhou Li’s identities are there.
She couldn't make things difficult for her father.
Qiu Ling didn't ask any more questions, but just asked her to have a good rest if she was tired.
Lu Rong tossed and turned in bed for a few times, and touched her still hot lips with her fingertips.
Thinking of Zhou Li's vindictive words about tomorrow, I couldn't help laughing.
"Then tomorrow." He would definitely feel worse anyway.
Thinking of this, Lu Rong got up happily and went to the studio to draw. She still had a lot of pictures to finish.
But after sitting down, she took the pen and unconsciously drew the scene where Zhou Li held her in his arms and kissed her fiercely.
She supported her chin and looked at the two people in the painting. She seemed to still smell Zhou Li's hot breath in her ears.
She really couldn't help but recall the past. Her face became hot as she thought about it, her mind was full of fantasies, and a smile was on her lips.
It seems that Zhou Li really cares about his status.
Lu Rong happily drew a few more pictures. When she came out of the studio, it was dark outside.
She stood at the door and stretched, and saw many people flying on swords in the sky, apparently preparing for tomorrow's Flower Spike Festival.
"Rongrong, tomorrow is the Flower Spike Festival. You will definitely get a lot of spiritual spikes again." Xue'er ran over and said to her happily.
Reminded by Xue'er, Lu Rong hurried back into the house, then ran out to stick several pieces of paper on the wisteria archway in the outer courtyard of Zhuiyu Pavilion.
Xue Er leaned over to take a look and saw that it was written: My father will be visiting tomorrow, everyone be careful.
"Why does Rongrong want to post this?" Xue'er asked in confusion.
Lu Rong pointed in the direction of Wuwen Tower and silently explained the reason. It was because he was afraid that Zhou Li would fire him.
After she and Xue'er finished dinner and took a bath, they lay on the bed and read some books out of boredom.
But he still held the jade token in his hand, wondering whether Zhou Li would send him a message.
I haven't heard from him since he left in the afternoon. It seems like he really is busy.
Lu Rong didn't know what he was busy with. He was distracted and looked at the page of words for a long time but couldn't understand anything.
Lu Rong threw the book aside in annoyance, and lay there, poking at the jade token, looking at the single word "Zhou" in the jade token.
Reaching out and poking, “You’re not looking for me, how annoying.”
Just as she finished thinking, the word Zhou lit up, and Lu Rong's eyes brightened instantly. It seemed that someone was going to send her a message.
But after a while it became dark again.
Lu Rong looked at the jade token without a single word and snorted in frustration.
Bad guy Zhou Li.
She grumbled in dissatisfaction in her heart, took the jade token and planned to scold Zhou Li, and connected to Zhou Li's virtual mirror.
She waited for about three seconds before the other end of the line connected. Just as she was about to speak to him, she saw a face with a watery, enchanting look. A few strands of half-wet hair fell on the side of his face. His usually cold black eyes looked particularly attractive in the moisture.
Her words stopped abruptly, her throat moving slightly.
"Rongrong, I'm taking a shower. I'll talk to you later." Zhou Li wanted to interrupt after saying this.
"No, no!" Lu Rong hastily refused. "That way, I won't be able to see you bathing again."
Zhou Li saw her secretly swallowing her saliva, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Why do you want to see everything?"
"You wash yours." Lu Rong lay on the pillow, her dark eyes staring at his face, slowly moving down along his thin lips, to see his rolling Adam's apple, still stained with water droplets, the water droplets slid down along the sexy Adam's apple and sank into her collarbone.
Her mouth was dry and she bit her lip, whispering, "Zhou Li..."
She was still looking down, and when she saw his beautiful pecs, all her sight suddenly turned to the roof.
"Hey!" She wanted to reach out and put his jade token back to its original place, but she couldn't reach it, so she could only groan, "Bad guy."
Zhou Li placed the jade token by the pool and listened to her soft voice, with a faint smile in his eyes like a fish taking the bait.
"You passed the virtual mirror to me just to scold me?" Zhou Li asked.
"No." Lu Rong bit her lips lightly, listening to the sound of water, feeling hot all over, and wanted Zhou Li to hug her.
"What are you doing so late at night?" Zhou Li asked deliberately.
Lu Rong revealed a pair of eyes filled with spring light: "I condemn my lover Zhou for not paying attention to me for three hours."
"I'm busy. I told you before I left."
"What are you busy with?" Lu Rong stood up from lying down.
"Put a restriction on the eighteenth level. Some monsters inside are mutating, so put the restriction again." Zhou Li was indeed busy.
"Okay, then I won't condemn you." Lu Rong said softly, "Then... I'll reward you."
Zhou Li was puzzled, and then he saw the virtual mirror coming over. The mirror image flashed, and then there was a pair of slender white legs with a pink hue. There were red marks on the ankles and thighs from being squeezed, with a bit of beauty after being tortured.
His Adam's apple rolled over as he looked at it. He took the jade token but hadn't spoken yet. Lu Rong saw his dark look and chuckled, "Go to bed early. See you tomorrow."
After he finished speaking, the jade token was broken. Zhou Li looked at the quiet jade token and supported his forehead with his wet hand. His blood was hot from the stimulation of the scene just now.
He got up and put on his clothes, and walked out of Wuhui Building without even having time to dry his hair.
Bingchuang asked from behind, "Master, where are you going?"
Then it was flicked away by Zhou Li's two fingers, and when the ice cracked back, its owner was nowhere to be seen.
After teasing Zhou Li, Lu Rong lay there happily. If he didn't let her see it, then she would let him see it but not touch it.
She hugged the thin quilt, thinking that she was really good at it, and closed her eyes, intending to fall asleep contentedly.
The next moment, the breath at the tip of her nose was covered by Zhou Li's breath. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Zhou Li, who was bathing just now, now reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Zhou Liwu's hair was scattered behind him, and his clothes were not tied up neatly. He picked her up in such a disheveled state, looking at her with eyes that seemed to wish he could eat her alive.
Lu Rong's heart tightened, and he shook his legs, deliberately asking: "You, why are you here? Didn't you say tomorrow?"
Zhou Li brought her back to Wuhui Tower in an instant, without even having time to go to the bedside. He pressed her against the door and looked at her with his head down.
His hands, hot and slightly moist, pinched her waist, his nose rubbed her cheek, his breath was so hot that it seemed to melt her.
The voice was low and nostalgic, "Have mercy on me, Rongrong."
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