Shock!Straight Man Long Aotian Secretly Hides The Villain’S Skirt Chapter 134

Chapter 134 The Fool’s Happy Bride 9

Xie Rong only glanced at the body that was fished out, and then looked away without caring.

The midsummer sun was too hot, burning the back of his neck. Xie Rong held a fan with his fingertips to shield his face from the sun, “Just let the people from the police station handle it, Zhao Tongguang.”

Zhao Tongguang bowed his head and stepped forward, “Madam?”

“Let the family of the deceased collect the body. The weather is hot and it will stink later.”

Their wife has always liked to be clean, and all the servants in the old house know that.

“Don’t worry, madam,” Zhao Tongguang said calmly.

Xie Rong returned to the yard and quickly put the incident behind him.

After dark, when Zhao Tongguang walked into the yard, Xie Rong was having dinner with the fool.

You can’t say that. It should be the wife who is eating, and the fool is waiting beside her happily.

“You’re back?” Xie Rong glanced at him and slowly took a spoonful of mung bean soup to relieve the heat and put it into his mouth.

The cicadas in the yard kept chirping, and the shadows of the trees fell on the windows, swaying gently, overlapping with the sound of the heartbeat.

Zhao Tongguang stared at the shadow of the tree behind Xie Rong and said, “The people at the police station said he slipped and fell into the water.”

“The same thing happened: he slipped and fell into the water, but his life is still not strong enough.” Xie Rong touched the fool’s face and couldn’t help but pat it twice, “Isn’t it? The fool’s life is the hardest.”

The fool lowered his head and rubbed his palm, smiling stupidly, “My wife is not hard, my wife is soft.”

Xie Rong lowered his face and slapped him.

This fool actually dares to curse him to die. What’s the difference between that and cursing him to death?!

A mean man, even if he becomes stupid, he is also a mean man!They are all cheap men!

“No one is allowed to feed him tonight!” Xie Rong said angrily.

The servant had long been accustomed to this and took the food off the table silently.

“Aren’t you leaving yet?” Xie Rong turned his head and glanced sideways.

Zhao Tongguang was still standing there, taking out a packet of white paper wrapped things from the loose cuffs of his gown, “Seeing that my wife was almost running out of shampoo, on the way back from the police station, I bought a new pack on the street. It’s the brand my wife uses most often.”

Xie Rong’s favorite shampoo is always out of stock. It is a high-end product that is loved by the rich wives of Lizhou. It is difficult to buy. He doesn’t like to use it. His black hair is as thick as silk. He uses it up after buying it several times. He always gets angry because of it, calling fools and useless servants in the house. He can’t do anything well.

In the past, when Mr. Lu was still here, he would never run out of stock. No matter how difficult it was to buy, the servants of the Lu family could always buy it.

“Butler Zhao is interested,” Xie Rong took the thing in his hand, opened the yellowed white paper, lowered his head and smelled it. The fresh orange fragrance was mixed with the rich sweet fragrance, like a tranquilizer, and the irritability in his heart gradually disappeared. “Go back and rest early. You have nothing to do here.”

Zhao Tongguang nodded, turned around and left, closing the door for him.

Xie Rong looked back at the fool, his anger dissipated, but his sullen anger was still there, “Come here.”

The fool is his venting bag.

The tall and strong man was covered in whip marks after being thrown by him, and his long coat was in tatters, exposing his strong flesh. He huddled silently in the corner, and could only stare at the big bed not far away with his dark eyes in a daze.

The big bed in the ancient house still retains the bed frame, and the light yellow bed curtains hang down, revealing the hazy figures.

There was a soft gasp from inside.

Crying and scolding are always unpleasant.

His wife was always unhappy late at night.

During the day, she scolded and beat him because she disliked him. At night, when she was unhappy, she would wrap her white arms around his neck, cry and shrink into his arms, sometimes holding his hands, sometimes holding his waist, and moaning like a slut.

The fool got up and walked over, lifted the bed curtain with one foot, looked up from Xie Rongcha’s trembling legs, and saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes filled with tears, and said dullly: “Honey, I’m hungry.”

Xie Ronghuan’s dilated pupils slowly focused and landed on the fool’s face, “Come here.”

The fool climbed onto the bed stupidly.

…

[Host, your body is becoming more and more sensitive. Are you sick?】The system said worriedly.

The screen in front of him was blocked and the system could not see clearly. All he knew was that Xie Rong was in pain all night long and had to let a fool treat him.

Xie Rong’s head was buried in the pillow, and his silk black hair was spread out on the bed. He half-closed his eyelids, whimpering from his red and swollen lips, and his eyebrows were full of indulgence and infatuation.

The fool’s rough and hot palms were pressed against his waist.

Xie Rong’s shoulders suddenly trembled. He rested for a moment and said lazily: “You are only of this use. If I hadn’t finally found the one I wanted and died, there would be no use for you, a fool.”

The fool kept silent and just obeyed him and did whatever he was told.

Xie Rong was immersed in joy and did not see the fool holding his waist, lowering his head and kissing his butterfly bone. His dark eyes gradually became colder, and he was chilled to the bone.

…

After a few days, Xie Rong completely forgot about the servant who drowned in the pool.

But he thought the pond was dead, so he had it filled up.

The garden without the pond really didn’t look good. A few days later, Xie Rong had someone dig a new pond in its original place.

The servants in the house had no complaints or regrets. Xie Rong sneered secretly in his heart. They were all born to be slaves.

But repairing the pond was not enough. It was bare and had nothing in it.

Xie Rong thought for a while, bought a few red carps, threw them into the pond and raised them.

Seeing the end of summer, the sun was still hot. Xie Rong ordered people to build a pavilion by the pond, and he often lay beside the pavilion to catch fish.

He carved a name for this pond, called Xie Rong’s Fish Pond.

“Madam, the doctor is already waiting in the yard,” the servant whispered outside the pavilion.

Xie Rong had no appetite this morning. He drank half a bowl of porridge and vomited it all out in disgust. When he stood up, his vision turned black. He refused to see a foreign doctor, so the servant went to call the doctor from Huichun Hall.

Xie Rong slowly walked back to the house, caught a glimpse of the young man standing in front of the door, and raised his eyebrows.

“When did the doctor of Huichun Hall become so young?”

The young man turned around, revealing a handsome and gentle face.

He smiled at Xie Rong and said, “Madam, how are you doing after so many years of separation?”

Xie Rong rolled his eyes and pushed the door open angrily: “I’ve already asked a doctor, what do you think?”

Xie Rong had a serious illness when he was young. At that time, Liu Quan was extremely anxious, but he didn’t have enough money to treat the illness, so he was kicked out by the doctors from the foreign hospital. He cried on the street with a small ball in his arms. It was the old doctor of Huichun Hall who took Xie Rong back.

Xie Rong stayed in the Huichun Hall for a month. The old doctor’s son, Zhao Wenhong, who was four years older than him, stayed with him for a month because he was afraid of hardship and refused to take medicine.

Later, Zhao Wenhong went to study abroad, and they lost contact.

While taking a pulse, Xie Rong glanced at the man’s legs and said, “You have been studying abroad for four years, why are your legs still lame?”