Qing Ling and Gui Mei have their own thoughts, but they have the same thoughts in their hearts and the same goal. They raise their feet and walk towards Long Xiaoze who is about to be picked up by the prince as a mouse.
However, just when the two of them came forward to stop the help—
Suddenly, a black shadow that almost merged with the night came quickly from the avenue, rushed ahead of them, and came directly in front of Fan Wangye.
Seeing someone coming, Qing Ling and Gui Mei stopped abruptly.
The person who came was a ghost who came to deliver the message.
"Lord Fan, Prince Long has been rescued." Ghosting's voice was crisp and clear, concise and to the point, without any delay.
"What?" The Fan Wang's face changed, and Long Xiaoze's hand, which was about to be lifted to grab the tree, turned to Ghosting, and grabbed him, with a fierce expression, and asked rudely: "But that Doctor Le Tian saved it?"
Ghosting was about to be pulled off the ground by the Lord Fan, but he was neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes."
The Lord Fan narrowed his eyes, and asked coldly: "Did he not know good or bad and threatened that the treatment would be up for grabs? This king didn't promise to give him a consultation fee. Is he planning to kill him first and then threaten him?"
Ghosting is always calm, cherishing words like gold: "I don't know."
Lord Fan cast aside the ghost, squinted at the ghost who had led him wandering around Yu Palace for a long time but couldn't find Letian, his eyes were dark, and then he seemed to realize something faintly.
After half an hour.
I don't know if he was happy because Long Jingtian was rescued, or because he realized that he was being tricked, the Lord Fan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his eyes were full of scorn: "Okay! Very good, really good! gone."
The prince of Fan laughed wildly and ferociously, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was laughing back with rage, and reached the verge of explosive anger.
At this time, Long Xiaoze, who was still stuck on the branch of the tree, couldn't get up and down, because his stomach was squeezed a bit uncomfortable, he couldn't restrain himself from making a sobbing and uncomfortable sound.
Hearing the sound, Lord Fan gritted his teeth and stared straight at it.
Although Long Xiaoze was suffering, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and greeted him with a sly smile: "I said, uncle, your precious son woke up just in time for the Chinese New Year, and you are expected to pass on the family line. It's really gratifying, congratulations!" Congratulations."
Hearing Long Xiaoze's teasing that he is not afraid of death again, the prince of Fan unexpectedly didn't care about it, but laughed sarcastically in his heart.
He had heard long ago that the sixth child was a sleazy little ruffian, and he usually looked like a sloppy and out-of-shape person, and now he had seen it.
Among the many sons of Long Wenyin, none of them could stand up to the scene, and it was just ridiculous that this little ruffian wanted to continue the descendants of the Long family!
At this moment, the feudal lord, who was only thinking about seeing Long Jingtian's situation, didn't care about Long Xiaoze's so-called provocation, and just glared at him angrily: "Little bastard, this king will let you go today, and wait until Xiaotian's death." The matter is settled, we will settle this account slowly, just wait, this king will definitely make you pay for it!"
After finishing speaking, Lord Fan shook his sleeves and strode away.
The ghosts and ghosts exchanged glances with each other before leaving calmly.
At the same time, Long Xiaoze, who was squeezed to the point of knotting his internal organs, hastily mobilized ghosts and ghosts: "Hurry up, hurry up, you two, hurry up and get the young master—"
Unexpectedly, just as he yelled at the ghost and ghost, before he could finish speaking, he saw the two of them turned around and left as if no one was there.
I rely on!
Long Xiaoze suddenly lost his temper, and shouted at their leaving backs: "You two little bastards, who told you to leave, I didn't see that the young master was so uncomfortable that he was going to die, come back quickly and get the young master down!" … Did you hear me?"
However, he just yelled loudly again, and what responded to him was the figure of ghosts and ghosts that gradually drifted away until they disappeared.
Long Xiaoze's face turned red, he didn't know whether he was angry or he was squeezed by the tree branches, he gritted his teeth and murmured: "Two damned brats, let's see how I deal with you when I go back."
Didn't watch the good show, wanted to move his muscles and bones to waste, Qing Ling pursed his lips uninterestedly, glanced at Long Xiaoze, and was about to leave immediately, and went back to sleep.
Long Xiaoze originally didn't want to ask Qingling's small arms and legs for help, but he couldn't get down from his current posture, and he couldn't hang on like this, it would be fatal.
So, seeing that the only savior on the field was about to leave, Long Xiaoze hurriedly said: "Junior Junior Sister, don't leave yet, come help me and get brother down."
Qingling is not as unkind and heartless as Guiying Guimei, but she is also half-hearted, and she will rush to help if she doesn't mean to help.
"Who are you calling Junior Sister?" Qingling turned around, folded her arms around her chest, raised her eyebrows and looked: "My master just took me and my senior brother, where did you come from?"
Seeing himself in such a dying situation, this little girl was still in the mood to tease her, Long Xiaoze almost didn't cry for her, he looked miserable: "Hey, let's not care about this, you put the I'll get it down, okay?"
Qingling shook her head decisively: "No."
"Little master... no, Sister Ling, innocent and lovely Sister Ling, just come and help me..." Long Xiaoze cried with a sad face, and gestured with one finger: "One click, one click, just let my old man Just move your waist out of this damned branch, will it hit you?"
Qingling glared at him angrily: "Who is your sister Ling, tell me to go away again."
"Okay, okay, I won't bark anymore, what are you talking about, okay?" Long Xiaoze seemed to compromise and was defeated by her. According to you, come here quickly, if you hang on, I will have a brain congested and die."
Although Qing Ling was still not very satisfied with his attitude, but seeing his flushed face, her feet had moved over unconsciously.
"Do you want me to do everything?" Qingling rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand, then retracted it, and said like coaxing a child: "Well, my dear, call my sister to listen first."
elder sister
Long Xiaoze frowned, suddenly lost his energy.
Want him to call a little girl sister? How can it be? It's messed up, isn't it
The most important thing is, if he wants to scream out, will he be eaten to death by this little girl in the future
Thinking of his famous name, Master Long I, mighty and domineering, how could he succumb to a little girl
Absolutely not!
So, facing Qingling's demands that would damage his Young Master Long's dignity, Long Xiaoze kept his mouth shut and remained silent.
Seeing this, Qingling was not in a hurry with him, and asked with a smile: "Hey, what do you mean, don't you?"
"I don't want to die!" Long Xiaoze shook his head firmly, expressing that he would rather die than surrender.
"Okay, then you can hang here." Qingling waved her hands indifferently: "I—"
Before Qing Ling finished speaking, Long Xiaoze stretched out his hands recklessly, and directly grabbed her shoulder blades, then pulled her small body forward, and with force, he pulled away from the branch and fell forward. topple.
Qing Ling, who was pulled suddenly, didn't react at all. For a while, she only felt that she was being pressed down by a gravity that fell from the sky, and she couldn't help but fall backwards.
At the moment when the person couldn't help falling backwards, Qingling finally came to his senses, but also at this moment, a magnified face rushed towards his face.
Qingling's eyes widened, and she was stunned again.
Then, there was a bang.
I saw Long Xiaoze, who pulled out from under the tree branch and fell down, directly overwhelmed Qing Ling, and pressed her on top of her...
The four eyes are facing each other, the noses are touching each other, and the lips are close together.
The factors flowing in the air seemed to freeze at this time, but there were still scattered plum blossoms falling down.
Falling flowers are flying, and the artistic conception is hard to leave.
Qingling's brain was buzzing from the blow, and her head was blank. She opened her eyes, which were as big as copper bells, staring blankly at the handsome face in front of her, which seemed so close at hand, and seemed to fit perfectly, as if she was dumbfounded. Generally, motionless.
The same is true for Long Xiaoze, he was as dumb as a chicken, not moving at all.
However, due to the excessive force just now, the hip bones on Long Xiaoze's waist were worn out, and at this moment, the burning pain came again, and he couldn't help grinning from the pain.
Because of this inadvertent move, the lips of the two pressed closer together, with a lingering taste mixed in.
There was a wet feeling from the tingling lips, and the soft lips were accompanied by the collision of hard teeth, which made Qingling's eyelids tremble violently twice, and only then did he realize what had happened.
Qingling's eyeballs stared as if they were about to jump out, she raised her hand like an electric shock, pushed Long Xiaoze away, and then got up from the ground rolling and crawling.
Long Xiaoze's waist still hurts, being pushed like this, and the wound was rubbed again, causing him to let out another low cry of pain: "Hiss—"
at the same time.
"Long Xiaoze, how dare you—" Qing Ling blushed, her eyes turned red with anger, and she glared at Long Xiaoze angrily: "You...you are too much!"
For a while, Long Xiaoze didn't care about the pain anymore, he sat up from the ground, scratched his head a little at a loss, and couldn't speak fluently: "Well, if you had been earlier just now... no, it was me, I would have It was me... no, this was purely an accident, a mistake... "
Long Xiaoze's mouth was always sharp and fierce like a cannonball, but at this moment his mouth seemed to be knotted, and he couldn't explain why after stumbling around for a long time.
"Damn it!" Qing Ling was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling, she wiped her lips fiercely, while waving her fists, said through gritted teeth, "Long Xiaoze, just wait for me, I'll never end with you!"
Unable to vent all her anger, Qingling turned around angrily, and ran away without looking back.
Watching Qing Ling's figure gradually disappear into the night, the blushing on Long Xiaoze's face faded unconsciously, but there was still a tinge of redness on the base of his ears.
The night was very quiet, and Long Xiaoze, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, could clearly hear his heart beating wildly.
Long Xiaoze subconsciously grasped the clothes on his left chest, but his heart still beat endlessly.
plop plop...
Again and again, fast and disorderly.
This feeling is very strange, familiar yet unfamiliar, a strange color flashed in Long Xiaoze's eyes, he moved the hand on his chest to his lips, caressing thoughtfully...
(end of this chapter)