A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

"Fine, I'll pay you back, but why did you kiss me twice?"

If I kiss her twice, wouldn't she be at a disadvantage? No way, she can't be at a disadvantage!

Li Jiaojiao tried to overpower his big tongue and enter his territory to fight back and let him know who was in charge.

When she exerted herself, she wanted to use all her strength, and her calves twitched slightly in mid-air.

As Niu Dali approached, he saw that Shen Mingrong had his back to him. Shouldn't a person only have two legs?

Why does he/she have two legs growing on the side?

Niu Dali has excellent eyesight. She grew up working hard in the fields and can clearly see whether a centipede in the soil has 108 or 316 legs.

But...it's just...she probably doesn't quite believe it.

Li Jiaojiao was busy struggling with the lisp and didn't notice anyone approaching, but Shen Mingrong heard the noise.

But he didn't care. He had said he wouldn't stop halfway. He wanted to announce to the world that he was Shen Ajiao's woman, so that he could prevent her from denying it after kissing him.

It has to be said that only he truly understands Jiao Jiao; Li Jiao Jiao really does have this idea.

Niu Dali stopped and observed carefully, and confirmed that the person in Shen Mingrong's arms was Jiaojiao!

"My God!" Niu Dali cried out, his face turning red as he turned and ran away.

She's going to find Xiao Liu! Money, money, money! She's here, she's won!

Li Jiaojiao heard some noise and wanted to get up to go and see.

Shen Mingrong pulled her into his arms; she had willingly sat on him, so there was no way she could get off easily.

Niu Dali ran to the open space and grabbed Xiao Liu in one breath.

"Money! Money! Five dollars! Give it to me!"

Xiao Liu looked completely confused: "What money? What money do you need?"

Niu Dali ran over without stopping, and now he was panting heavily.

"Tell me? What money? Did something happen at the store? What are you doing here?" Xiao Liu asked her, puzzled and a little impatient.

"Nothing's wrong, let me catch my breath," Niu Dali said, holding onto him tightly to prevent him from running away.

Half a minute later, Niu Dali's wildly pounding heart finally calmed down.

Her face was beaming with excitement, her full cheeks trembling slightly: "Our bet! Mingrong and Jiaojiao are really together!"

Her words elicited gasps from both of them.

"What? You've already lost money so quickly?"

"Ah? Really fake?"

Niu Dali and Xiao Liu turned around and looked at Zhang Chunxin.

"How are you?"

Niu Dali was puzzled, and so was Zhang Chunxin.

Zhang Chunxin sorted out the jumbled information: "Aren't Sister Shen and Brother Mingrong siblings?"

"Yes and no, I'll tell you on the way," Niu Dali turned to Xiao Liu, her mouth practically stretched to her ears in a grin: "Give me the money, give me the money!"

"Fine, I'll give it to you," Xiao Liu said through gritted teeth, losing a huge sum of five yuan.

When they got back, Niu Dali recounted everything she had observed and criticized Xiao Liu for being so short-sighted.

"Mingrong usually looks at Jiaojiao with such intense, almost drool-worthy eyes, how come you can't see that?"

Xiao Liu was still deeply grieving: "I couldn't tell unless Mingrong was about to hit someone, then I would have been able to tell."

Zhang Chunxin felt a pang of regret; he hadn't even had a chance to pursue her before it ended like this.

The master died before he even left the palace.

Whether it's day or night, the small shop is always filled with villagers chatting.

During the day, they don't have to worry about anyone stealing things from the store.

The villagers would help watch the TV and also keep an eye on the shop.

When Xiao Liu and the other two returned, none of them went into the living room.

Niu Dali really wanted to go in and take a look, but she was afraid that Shen Mingrong would beat her out.

Li Jiaojiao couldn't out-speak his thick tongue, and knowing the difficulty, she knew she had to back down. So she wanted to stop, but Shen Mingrong wouldn't allow it.

What could she do if she wasn't allowed to? Without hesitation, Li Jiaojiao bit him, and Shen Mingrong only let go when it was almost drawing blood.

"Why are you like a hungry wolf, once you've kissed someone you won't let go, huh?"

Li Jiaojiao patted his shoulder: "Let go, I want to get down."

Shen Mingrong changed the subject, saying, "I won't kiss you, why do you have to go down there?"

Li Jiaojiao rolled her eyes: "I can't sit on your lap forever, can I? It's not like I'm a part of your legs."

"I wish it were on my body," Shen Mingrong said, pressing his lips against her fair and delicate neck.

"Why can't you understand what I'm saying?" Li Jiaojiao started wriggling and struggling on his lap.

She moved much more forcefully than before, and happened to touch a place she shouldn't have.

"Jiaojiao, you can go down now," Shen Mingrong said, blushing as he released her hand.

"You're letting me go so easily? No way?" Li Jiaojiao wasn't one to listen to reason: "You think I'll just leave because you want me to? I won't!"

She was still thrashing about wildly as she spoke.

Shen Mingrong kept his eyes closed, gritting his teeth and enduring it again and again.

"Jiaojiao, you need to clean up the mess properly after you cause trouble, you know?"

He kept Li Jiaojiao in a place that couldn't be discussed openly.

She finally realized why she had been told to get off, and she covered her face and ran to the other side.

"I didn't boil any water this morning, but there's cold water in the shower room. Go quickly."

When Shen Mingrong got up, she quietly moved her hand down to peek at him.

But Shen Mingrong walked away with his back to her.

"They walked pretty fast..." Li Jiaojiao turned her head and saw some wet mud stains at the door.

Good heavens, someone saw it! She wasn't mistaken about what she heard!

Li Jiaojiao walked over and carefully examined whose shoe print it was; the unique pattern even had some roots.

These are the shoes she bought for Niu Dali!

Li Jiaojiao sat in the living room, expressionless. She had been humiliated without her knowledge...

Shen Mingrong took a cold shower three times in the shower room.

Whenever he thought he had succeeded, the thought of Jiaojiao's behavior just now, coupled with the noise she made outside, would immediately undo all his efforts, and he would have to pour a bucket of cold water on himself to calm down.

Just as Shen Mingrong was about to wash with another bucket of cold water, Li Jiaojiao knocked on the door.

"You've been washing for a long time," she wanted to talk to him; she didn't really want to be discovered so soon.

"Immediately," Shen Mingrong put on his clothes and came out.

"Hey, you're cold, move away from me," Li Jiaojiao said, moving a little to the side.

After Li Jiaojiao told him her thoughts, Shen Mingrong was glad that he had let Niu Dali run away.

"Jiaojiao, you don't want to give me a proper status? If so, then I won't take responsibility..."

Seeing his pitiful, scammed look, Li Jiaojiao shook her head: "No, no, no, I didn't say I wouldn't take responsibility. I'm just afraid that if it's too fast, the people around us won't accept it."

“No one will say anything about us,” Shen Mingrong said, pulling her close and hugging her.

He had already made up his mind; he would have Xiao Liu distribute the red envelopes later.

Money makes the world go round; it's easier for him to spend money to get people to say nice things than to spend money to get ghosts to talk.

Li Jiaojiao sat in the living room in a daze, and asked Shen Mingrong to go out and check on their movements.

Upon seeing Shen Mingrong emerge, Niu Dali visibly became excited.

This is the lucky charm that won her five dollars!

"Thank you, Brother Mingrong."

Shen Mingrong asked in confusion, "What are you thanking me for?"

He was in a particularly good mood today, and he spoke much more gently.

"Your presence with Jiaojiao made me win money."

"Placed a bet? Against whom? What's the bet?"