Chapter 1869: Your head is broken

Ling Luoyu shut up obediently, walked back leisurely, and threw a thick cushion to the ground with a "pop".

Jiang Rong's eyes straightened suddenly: "You...where did you get the cushion?"

She didn't even have any hay, and in a blink of an eye, she actually made a mat.

"My own!" Ling Luoyu's lips fainted with a smirk: "Sister Jiang, do you want it?!"

Of course Jiang Rong wanted it, but she couldn't make any impression on her face: "No need!!"

"Then forget it!!" Ling Luoyu sat cross-legged leisurely, and when he changed his hands, an extra pack of melon seeds came out, "KaKa" babbled loudly.

Jiang Rong: "..."

Is she here to go to jail, or to enjoy it? ?

Doesn't she know her current situation? !

"Ugly girl... you still have... melon seeds?"

"Yes, it's okay to be idle, just play around..."

Jiang Rong: "..."

The more Ling Luoyu ate, the more hungry Jiang Rong was.

After swallowing a few swallows, he jumped up suddenly, stepped to the door in three or two steps, and slapped the door hard.

"Come here, come..."

"Say what?" The guard at the door yelled impatiently.

They were all the people of Mrs. Zi Lian Zi and Mrs. Heavy Ding. They were supposed to be errands in the clean and bright hall, but now they were dispatched to this dirty and smelly place. They were all very hot, and there was no good tone.

"Why Chou'er has cushions and melon seeds, but I don't have anything?!" Jiang Rong roared unwillingly.

Although Ling Luoyu said that she brought those things in by herself, can she be considered stupid?

When they came in, they clearly had nothing but empty hands.

Those things of her were clearly given by these people! !

"What kind of cushion melon seeds? Your head is broken?!"

One of the guards pushed Jiang Rong away impatiently, looked at Ling Luoyu, and suddenly roared.

"Where are the cushions? Where are the seeds?"

Jiang Rong was shocked, and turned around instinctively, but he instantly froze there as if seeing a ghost.

Are there any cushions and seeds for Ling Luoyu? ?

She was sitting there, waving her hand to say hello with a smile.

"Hi……"

Jiang Rong petrified instantly! !

The conscience of heaven and earth, she can swear to heaven, there are mats and melon seeds just now! !

She was unwilling to pounce in front of Ling Luoyu, saw her pull up suddenly, turned around on the ground, and aimed at Ling Luoyu's skirt, raising her hand to lift it.

"Where is the mat? Where are you hiding?"

Ling Luoyu pushed her away with one hand and fell to the sky.

"Sister Jiang, are you crazy? How can there be any cushions and seeds here? We are in jail. You thought it was at your house. Whatever you want?!"

"You must be hiding..."

"Uncle Hidden!! Where can I put such a big cushion?"

Ling Luoyu has a slim figure, although the front, convex, back, and tilted, but the place where it tilts up, there is no thick cushion! !

The guard at the door snorted coldly, "Jiang Rong, you are now a prisoner, and Madam Li Zi is about to clean up you, so I advise you to stay calm and don’t cause trouble, lest you provoke Madam. When God comes back to judge you, he will kill you directly..."

In a word, Jiang Rong was talking coldly and perspired, how dare to talk nonsense.

At the moment, he got up in a chattering conversation, wailed his head down, walked to the corner dejectedly, and sat down.

And when Ling Luoyu sat down next to her, he actually had a cushion again.