northernbook Chapter 134 There are plenty of ways
Chapter 134 There are plenty of ways
A few days after returning home, Qingsheng began to take care of the matter. Ranmo would also visit Shengzi from time to time to enlighten him and tell him some of the things he needed to prepare and pay attention to.
When things were almost done, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Ranmo felt that his current role was quite good. He wasn't limited to simple legal work; he was willing to do anything worthwhile to help others.
In the past, lawyers were often said to be able to only provide relief after the fact, but now it is quite meaningful to be able to do prevention beforehand.
Qingsheng felt the same way. It wasn't just about fighting on the battlefield; helping to mediate disputes and resolve disasters in daily life was both beneficial to others and a personal training experience.
Ranmo pondered how to reward Qingsheng. Although he couldn't insist on a price, lest he spoil him, he hadn't asked for much, so he still had to show his appreciation.
The two of them sat on the slope and chatted. They talked about whether Shengzi could adapt to the city. Qingsheng said he shouldn't worry, as everything had been arranged. He had arranged for a few friends his age to chat and play with him often, and his mood would improve.
Ranmo felt a deep empathy for this. Hadn't he been through the same thing himself? He was truly grateful to Qingsheng for his kindness and thoughtfulness. Suddenly, his own little idea came back to him. He pondered how to proceed.
Qingsheng said calmly, "I wonder where Miss Ling is now?"
Hmm? Ran Mo retracted his outstretched hand. What did he mean? Could it be that he was still thinking about that little devil? Haha. Men, after all. They just like the kind of alluring woman.
Ran Mo said calmly: "Do you think she is better like that, or is it better to be pure?"
Qingsheng looked up and said, "Your question is a bit like the choice between Young Master Hong and Young Master Bai. People must not be greedy. What is yours is yours, and what is not yours will not be yours no matter how good it is.
So don't always think about someone better out there; cherish and hold on to the one you like." He looked directly at Ran Mo.
Yell. Did this teach him a lesson? Ranmo simply gave him another lesson. "Everyone has a love for beauty, but beauty varies greatly.
Just like a garden of flowers, all in a riot of colour, it's fine to admire them all, but don't pick them at random. Besides, nothing is absolute. It's possible to have both.
Qingsheng stared at her in amazement. What kind of heresy was this? Pure sophistry! It seemed his previous lecture had been in vain. Unable to argue, he could only conquer her through force. He rubbed his hands together, his eyes fixed on her, ready to use force.
Ran Mo didn't notice his expression, only thinking about arguing that one can smell the fragrance of flowers but not pick them. When it comes to charm, she is no less than others. She is a highly educated new woman, and she also has the tricks that many girls can use!
Thinking of this, he leaned forward like a willow branch. Qingsheng's body trembled, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
Ran Mo then slid behind him, stretched out her arms, and wrapped them around his neck. Her breath was as sweet as orchids, tickling him tingly. Qing Sheng tried hard to remain calm. He waited to see what she was going to do.
Ran Mo continued her efforts. She slipped her cool, delicate hand under Qing Sheng's collar. If it were winter, it would have chilled him to the bone. But now, with the weather being pleasant and the scenery beautiful, she decided to torture him in a different way.
Ink-stained fingertips gently rubbed, rubbed, and pricked. Qingsheng gradually lost control. He had never expected this man to use such a brutal, numbing, and fragrant move. How could he just sit back and surrender?
Qingsheng panted, pouted his lips against her cheek, and mumbled, "Mo'er, can we get married?" Ranmo ignored him. "Tonight. Let's enter the bridal chamber, okay? I can't wait any longer."
This really touched Ran Mo's "reverse scale". How could such an important matter be mentioned casually? "Bridal chamber? What is a bridal chamber? Is it delicious?"
Ran Mo's attack became heavier. Aren't you attracted to those wildflowers? I'll let you experience the fragrance of domestic flowers!
Qingsheng groaned and confessed, "I attended a friend's wedding, it was a very festive and grand occasion.
The groom wore a bright red brocade robe and a swallow-feather hat, while the bride wore red embroidered shoes and a veil. They bowed to heaven and earth, to their parents, and then to each other, a scene that made others envious.
"And then?" Ran Mo was lost in his own little world. "Then, we went to the bridal chamber and made a scene. The bed was covered with peanuts, chestnuts, and red dates, symbolizing the birth of a son soon.
The newlyweds sat on the wedding bed, looking so happy." Qingsheng seemed to put himself and Ranmo in the same situation.
Ranmo didn't respond. Qingsheng continued, "There were even some curious people eavesdropping at night. It was truly embarrassing." He glanced at Ranmo, as if waiting for her to ask for details.
Ran Mo suddenly opened her eyes, "Did you go to listen too?" "No, I just listened to what they said. Do you want me to repeat it to you?" Qingsheng looked at her expectantly.
"I don't want to hear that. I have my own methods." Ran Mo let it slip without realizing it. He didn't care about that. All he could think about was defeating the alluring Miss Duo.
How could a pure-hearted boy withstand this? Qingsheng couldn't bear it any longer. He felt the power of another "witch" firsthand. He yelled, stood up, and said, "I need to pee."
Then he quickly ran behind a tall poplar tree not far away. After a moment, he stuck his head out and yelled to Ran Mo, "Don't peek."
Ran Mo chuckled. She recalled the night she had to hide behind a tree to relieve herself. Today, the situation was reversed. So, you've got this day too.
After waiting for a long time, the boy still didn't come out. How could he take so long to pee? Ran Mo wanted to go over and take a look, but he was too lazy to get up, so he just looked at the surrounding scenery.
Not far away, on the wall, a clump of plants similar to the Peace Lily bloomed. Large, round petals wrapped around a thick style, and tender white stamens bloomed.
Ranmo was staring at it in a trance. Then she heard Qingsheng calling out to her, "Ranmo, come here!" She turned around and saw Qingsheng waving his hand at her from behind the tree.
Ran Mo stood up as if possessed by some mysterious force and walked over there, as if under a spell, like a puppet on strings.
When she got behind the tree, she couldn't help but scream. Qingsheng pulled her over and covered her mouth with his hand.
She didn't resist. She just blew bubbles gently into his palm. Qingsheng felt itchy and slowly took his hand away...
A red magpie flew in mid-air. After catching sight of the blossoms, it leisurely flew over and landed squarely on a branch. With its pointed beak, it looked around and chirped. The pistil was in danger.
From that day on, Qingsheng was completely devoted to Ranmo. All those Miss Duo and Miss Yang, get out of here. He only loved Miss Yun.
Ranmo is truly a well-read and versatile child. He's so understanding and knows so much. He's truly lucky to have such a good, hands-on teacher.
Ran Mo grabbed his ear and asked, "Do you still miss Miss Ling?" Qing Sheng replied woodenly, "Who is Miss Ling?"
Ran Mo put down his ear with satisfaction, and picked up his big face plate again, "Come on, let's have a try."
Qingsheng obediently offered his mouth to her. After finishing, he asked, "What else do you want, Miss?"
Ranmo smacked his lips and said, "Let's leave it at that for now." Qingsheng stammered, "Ranmo, when can I come and propose?"
Ran Mo said seriously, "Be good, we must focus on our studies now so that we can serve our country and support our parents in the future. Right?" Qing Sheng shook his head, looking reluctant.
"Well, will you listen to me?" "Yes!" "If you listen to me, we will only play kissing games and no sexual activities are allowed." "Okay." Qingsheng nodded like a docile baby.