Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Rong Yu walked forward silently.

Song Yanming quickly caught up, "Rong Yu, what's wrong with you?"

For a wise person like Song Yanming, it is easy to see through Rongyu's depression. Song Yanming knows that he has been obsessed with riding horses recently, and whenever he is free, he will pester him or Song Yizhou to go to the suburbs to ride horses. Where would you refuse to go.

Rong Yu waved his hand, seemingly casually, "Leave me alone, you go back first, I'll go back to the store."

"The store has already been handed over to the buddy, so why do you need to go back and work on it?"

Song Yanming blocked his way again, he looked at Rong Yu with his head buried in his chest, his voice was slightly worried,

"Don't be petty, tell me what's going on?"

Rong Yu looked up at him. In Song Yanming's eyes, there was nothing but concern and worry. He should calm down the situation with a forced smile, but in the end, he still couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart that was about to explode. Push away Song Yanming,

"Leave me alone, okay?"

"you--"

Song Yanming was pushed and staggered by him unexpectedly, but he quickly grabbed Rong Yu's elbow tightly,

"Didn't you promise me that you would restrain yourself? Why did you start playing petty temper again?"

Rong Yu's breathing was stagnant, and he felt as if he had fallen into an uncontrollable self-disgust.

What the hell is he doing? Song Yanming has nothing wrong with it, but why does he behave like this, as if he must make him angry? Thinking of this, his mind is even more confused, and he almost wants to hide away immediately. , it is best not to find him.

Immediately, he shook off Song Yanming's hand, "I'm such a person, did you understand it on the first day? Song Yanming, can you leave me alone, I beg you."

Song Yanming frowned: "You look like this, how can I tell you not to care about you."

He looked at Rong Yu's anxious and unable to let go, and his worry became more and more serious. He knew that he was a soft-tempered man, so he softened his voice immediately.

"Okay, let's go back to the mansion and talk about it. If the Marquis is wrong, I apologize to you first, and we go back first?"

Rong Yu's heart skipped a beat, Song Yanming pampered him, it seemed that there was no bottom line, he was not half happy, he just felt that an inexplicable anger was about to burst out.

However, this kind of anger came for no reason, and it came so fiercely that Rong Yu felt that if he stayed with Song Yanming like this, he would explode.

He immediately went to the horse post, untied the rope, and wanted to get on the horse, but was held tightly by Song Yanming. He seemed to be holding back his anger, and shouted in a low voice:

"Rong Yu!"

Rong Yu struggled, he was no match for Song Yanming's strength, he was tightly held by Song Yanming in his arms on the spot, Rong Yu's eyes were red, he bit Song Yanming's arm without saying a word, Song Yanming frowned Wrinkled, let him go.

With a popping sound, a navy blue sachet slipped out of Song Yanming's cuff and fell to the ground, a burst of dust flew up.

Song Yanming looked at the sachet, then at Rong Yu, his eyes were full of emotions, but in the end he didn't say anything, just walked over, ready to pick up the sachet.

At that moment, Rong Yu only felt that the situation in front of him was extremely glaring. He seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and suddenly rushed ahead of Song Yanming, grabbed the purse, rounded his arms, and threw it towards the moat not far away.

Song Yanming's expression changed, "You—"

Although the water in the moat was not rushing, it disappeared without a trace as soon as a purse was dropped, and the water quickly became calm again, flowing slowly as before.

Although Song Yanming pampered him in every possible way, he was also mad at him.

"Are you crazy?"

Rong Yu didn't care about him, but took advantage of his unpreparedness, immediately got on the horse, scolded and ran out.

There was a sound of hooves behind him, it turned out that Song Yanming followed, his hurried voice was mixed with the sound of the wind,

"Rong Yu! You stop!"

Rong Yu didn't stop, but kicked his horse's belly and ran quickly outside the city gate. Rong Yu's equestrian skills were only acquired in these few months. At most, he could barely ride independently. I screamed, but now that my blood was running hot, I didn't care about it, and I didn't have any fear at all.

The two horses galloped at top speed, one in front and the other in the back heading for the suburbs.

The wind hit his face like a knife cut. Rong Yu felt that his emotions were out of control. The only thought in his mind was to get rid of Song Yanming quickly. As for why he got rid of it, he didn't understand at all. He just found it difficult to face. Feel like suffocating.

In a blink of an eye, the population gradually became less and less, and after a while, the two of them rushed up the barren green slope, and then there was the Heifeng Ridge where wild beasts were infested. Gritting his teeth, he kicked hard on the horse's belly. When he was about to catch up, he raised his strength, jumped forward, and hugged Rongyu tightly. The horse was frightened, and suddenly flew into the air. Song Yanming Taking advantage of the situation, he hugged him and rolled down the grass slope.

The momentum of the horse was still there, and the two of them rolled toward the bottom of the slope as quickly as a boulder. When the momentum slowed down, Song Yanming quickly freed his hands and grabbed the bushes on the side tightly, at least to stop the falling of the two of them.

He didn't get up in a hurry, but quickly touched Rong Yu's head and face: "Are you hurt?"

Although Rong Yu's face was pale, Song Yanming protected him very well from the very beginning. Song Yanming almost took over the stones and bushes along the way. Rong Yu looked at Song Yanming blankly, his hair was covered with a lot of Grass clippings and dust, the back of his hand was scratched by gravel one after another, he looked very embarrassed.

Ever since she met Song Yanming, Rong Yu has never seen him like this. He is a gentleman, he has always looked like a noble and handsome man with clean clothes, but now he has become like this, all because of himself.

Rong Yu has lived two lifetimes. Although he was often willful, he has never dared to touch human nature, and has never played with one person like this, but he did it today, like a child who is extremely willful.

But until now, he still doesn't know why he is like this, or, he dare not know why he is like this.

Seeing him in a daze and not speaking, Song Yanming could only help him to check up and down roughly, and found that he was not injured.

"You kid, you don't want to die, do you!"

Rong Yu looked at him, her eyes trembling, but she couldn't say a word.

It was already dark, there was no one in Bipo, two horses were kicking in the distance, Song Yanming leaned over to look at him, the stubbornness and impatience in Rong Yu's eyes had long since disappeared, only confusion and fear remained, Song Yanming wanted to get up, and looked at him He was like this, but he didn't dare to move again. Their postures could be said to be ambiguous, but neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with such movements. There was silence in the air, only the heartbeat and breathing of the other party could be heard.

Rong Yu felt that he could hardly breathe. He lightly pressed his hands against Song Yanming's chest, feeling his whole body trembling.

There was a soft sigh in his ear, and in the twilight, Rong Yu felt that Song Yanming's face was a little unreal, and his voice was even more helpless,

"Aren't you an honest villain...why didn't you even tell me why you were angry?"

Am I mad?Rong Yu thought blankly, so what he showed was angry, why was he angry?

At that moment, my mind suddenly shattered, and an extremely clear and deeply hidden answer was about to come out. It was so hot and so sinful.

But Rongyu still seemed to be bewitched, and told the sinful secret in her heart,

"...Song Yanming, I hate that purse."

After saying this, his mind went blank, and words seemed to have become instinctive,

"I hate Lin Zhixian..."

"I hate that you are destined to separate from me in the future..."

"I hate...um..."

With a quick panting, Rong Yu couldn't speak anymore, because Song Yanming didn't let him continue talking.

—covered his with his lips.

Rong Yu's breathing has stagnated, maybe it's because of the indescribable heat of the night that just fell, which gave him an absurd illusion, but the touch on his lips is so real, warm, soft, and Song Yanming's body Refreshing and intoxicating breath.

Rong Yu trembled, he seemed like a drowning person, it seemed that only the person in front of him could save him, when Song Yanming left, he was already scorching hot, his breathing was hot, and there was a layer of green spring water in his eyes, he could only pity him murmuring,

"... Song Yanming... what are you doing..."

These words seemed to wake up Song Yanming, his foggy eyes were brought back to Qingming by his words.

Soon, Song Yanming sat up, hastily and anxiously.

Leaving the warm body of the other party, Rong Yu only felt cold all over, he bit his lip, and sat up slowly.

The wind was blowing, and the stars gradually came out from the sky, but the two were sitting opposite each other, one was speechless, the other was speechless, as if neither of them dared to break the silence first.

In the end it was Song Yanming who spoke, and he said softly, "It's late at night, let's go back."

Each of them led a horse, Song Yanming walked in front, and Rong Yu walked behind.

The two of them walked silently. They walked slowly and with difficulty on this road.

When the gate of the city appeared far away in front of him, Song Yanming stopped walking. He turned around suddenly, took a few steps towards Rongyu, and hugged him tightly.

He firmly whispered in his ear with a voice that Rong Yu had never heard before: "I will find a way, Rong Yu, I will find a way."

This sentence has no beginning or end, but Rong Yu knows what he is talking about.

The familiar refreshing breath from Song Yanming's body made his nose sore. It was the first time that he was embraced so completely, as if he was about to melt into his flesh and blood. Rong Yu could even feel the warm arteries on his neck.

Rong Yu is such a person who hates other people's physical contact, but at this moment, he has no resistance at all in his heart, and even gradually loses himself in such a hug.

Song Yanming, Song Yanming, he kept his name silently in his heart over and over again, they were so close, but he knew clearly that there was a thousand rivers and mountains between them.

Rong Yu couldn't help but feel sad.