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    Luo Minghuan recalled it carefully and found that he would indeed have some different reactions when he touched the gentleman's book.

    But that kind of touch is ordinary and unusual. For example, when she hugs her, she doesn't feel anything, and even feels relaxed, and pinching her face feels very comfortable, but sometimes the touch makes her feel  My whole body seemed to be on fire.

    Why is this happening?

    Luo Minghuan sat up and felt Junzi Shu sitting up next to him.

    The moonlight shone in from the window, only illuminating an area, and the bed was still dark.

    Luo Minghuan could not see the faces of the people around him clearly, he could only see the watery eyes, which were always bright.

    "Ms. sir, what's wrong?"

    There was confusion in Junzi's voice as she wrote, grabbing the quilt and singing softly.

    A calculating smile slipped across Luo Minghuan¡¯s invisible face.

    The more Luo Minghuan responds, the more confident Junzi Shu will be.

    If you don¡¯t feel anything, why dodge.

    This identity is too advantageous. She was obviously teasing her with bad intentions. If she had done such a thing under the guise of a normal person, her intentions would have been obvious to others, but the little fool was different.

    "The little fool doesn't understand anything, how can he know what teasing and teasing is, how can he know what eating tofu is, it's impossible, it doesn't exist, the little fool is innocent, he just wants to express his love.

    Luo Minghuan's eyes were dark. She stretched out her hands and pinched Jun Zishu's cheeks.

    Jun Zi Shu didn¡¯t know why, so he let her hold it.

    Then she felt the flesh on both sides of her cheeks being pulled in opposite directions, and her face suddenly deformed.

    The flesh on the gentleman¡¯s face is soft and very elastic.

    Luo Minghuan originally just wanted to play with it, but he didn¡¯t expect that it felt good, so he did it again. It was not enough, so he continued to play.

    Junzi¡¯s face hurt, and he pulled Luo Minghuan¡¯s hand off.

    "My husband, it hurts."

    This is a face, not dough. Can you feel pain?

    Luo Minghuan could imagine the aggrieved look of the little idiot just by listening to the tone of the gentleman's book.

    The white face must have turned red, and the mouth must have pursed.

    Luo Minghuan found that he could know what kind of expression the gentleman would have on his face without deliberately recalling it.

    "My husband is bullying others."

    Jun Zishu complained, stretching his hands randomly in the air, wanting to touch Luo Minghuan's face.

    Luo Minghuan could feel it and dodged around to prevent Junzi Shu from touching him.

    Jun Zishu was so angry that he grinded his teeth and simply pushed Luo Minghuan onto the bed.

    Luo Minghuan wanted to laugh when he lay down, but accidentally choked himself and let out a violent cough.

    She subconsciously covered her lips and her body was shaking.

    Seeing this, Junzishu didn't dare to make trouble with her anymore. He quickly got up from Luo Minghuan. After Luo Minghuan's energy subsided, he helped Luo Minghuan up, patted her back and gave her  Good luck.

    Jun Zishu was sleeping inside. She lifted the quilt and stood up, stepped out from Luo Minghuan, put on her shoes in the dark, and poured Luo Minghuan a glass of water.

    "My lord, come and drink some water."

    Luo Minghuan drank half the cup, shook his head, and put the cup back into Jun Zishu's hand.

    Jun Zishu happened to feel thirsty, so he drank the remaining water and put it back on the table.

    At this time, there was a loud noise outside, which made Jun Zishu's hands tremble.

    "Ms. sir, what's going on outside?"

    ¡°The show is coming, come on, get dressed.¡±

    Luo Minghuan curled his lips and waved to Junzishu.

    The noise broke the silence of the temple, and many people were awakened.

    Jun Zishu vaguely guessed it, but still pretended to be ignorant, put on his clothes and followed Luo Minghuan.

    As soon as I walked not far from the source of the sound, I heard the news that the abbot asked the disciples in the temple to go back. Almost all the servants of Luo Mansion gathered here.

    "what happened?"

    Luo Minghuan stood on the outermost floor, asking the fourth lady who had just squeezed out from the middle and was standing next to her.

    "Second sister, second sister-in-law."

    The fourth lady first said hello politely, and then looked awkward.

    ?is unjust.

    Jun Zishu saw resentment and anger, unwillingness and shock in Qi Yiniang's expression, but he did not see any guilt.

    She may know whose handiwork this is, and who wants to deal with her.

    ¡°Tsk, there are only a few people in the house, it¡¯s not obvious who wants to deal with her.

    Luo Minghuan found that this play was really boring. It was just expected and nothing new.

    It is not called "secretly visiting Chencang", nor is it called "secret communication", but "creating something out of nothing".

    Of course, Luo Minghuan did not arrange the show, and she did not direct the play. She did not play the role of mantis stalking the cicada or the oriole behind. As she and Junzishu said, she was just a theatergoer.

    But in this play, some people are the singers on the stage, and some are the audience members. It doesn¡¯t matter whether they know or not, but the final result is important.

    Jun Zishu has also understood why there is such a drama today. Xiao Huaxian just told her that Qi Yiniang is pregnant.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? There really is nothing that can be so dirty as to make people¡¯s hearts beat.

    ¡°My husband, this is what you call a good show, it¡¯s not fun at all!¡±

    Jun Zishu didn¡¯t ask why Luo Minghuan knew something like this happened, and she didn¡¯t need to care. She was just complaining.

    "I was negligent. Yuanyuan doesn't like this kind of drama. It's not interesting at all. Next time, would you like to let Yuanyuan watch someone else sing a big drama?"

    "No, I want to watch the sideshow."

    Jun Zishu is afraid that Luo Minghuan will really invite a theater troupe. Very few children like to listen to and watch operas, and almost all of them like to do acrobatics. The more lively it is, the more they like it.

    ¡°Then I¡¯ll take you to see a sideshow next time.¡±

    "Okay! Yuanyuan also wants to eat meatballs and candied haws!"

    "Buy it for you."

    "My husband is the best!"

    Jun Zi Shu let out a small cheer, and his excited expression was clearly visible under the moonlight.

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