With this smile, Lin Mengqing's legs softened and she almost knelt on the ground, instinctively hugged the screen, shrank back, and stammered: "Master, brother, you should be cold, don't treat me Laugh, I, I can't bear it!"
The old man of Tianji swallowed secretly and nodded in agreement, "Meng Qing is right. You shouldn't laugh, kid Han. This sudden smile makes us feel hairy."
Hearing this, Mo Qihan smiled deeper, and said without any doubt: "Meng Qing, you are easily mixed into Ling Mansion, go and find out who poisoned me secretly, whether Ling Beiyuan has anything to do with this matter!"
"Master, wait for the disciple's body to be collected. Senior brother asked me to do such a dangerous thing, and I won't live anymore!" Lin Mengqing thumped his chest and collapsed.
Wuji brought the meal in, and Mo Qihan smiled unabatedly: "Master, let's have a meal, and specially added steamed sturgeon for you, try it!"
Upon hearing the words "sturgeon", Lin Mengqing rushed over in a rush, staring at the table against a panda, and said excitedly: "I will try it too!"
Of course, the chopsticks that he had just picked up were suppressed, and he looked sideways, with a sinister smile on that handsome face, "You don't have to eat if you don't want to help!"
Lin Mengqing took a big breath, gritted her teeth and squeezed out a smile that was so brilliant that she wanted to kill, "Help, Brother Wang is dead, how can I refuse?"
"Hahaha..."
The moonlight tonight is exceptionally bright. The moonlight shines through the window onto the bed, reflecting the peaceful sleep of the woman on the bed. The phoenix eyes are tightly closed, and the white and delicate skin is as smooth as snow satin under the moonlight. The slightly curled red lips made people want to kiss Fangze.
The man standing still in front of the bed stared at that beautiful face for a moment, his mouth was raised unconsciously, his arrogant body slightly bent down, sitting on the bed, reaching out his hand and stroking the woman's cheek, suddenly, suddenly leaning down. Body, covered with that attractive red lips, sucking gently, licking against...
Ling Xueman was in a daze, feeling something wrong, and suddenly awakened, opened his eyes and saw that the candlestick went out again, and the man who kissed her in the dark, the smell, the feeling, 100% must be the thief!
Ling Xuemanteng could not open his mouth to speak, so he breathed hard to express his dissatisfaction and anger!
This damn thief always engages in sneak attacks and disturbs her good nights!
Of course, the man who was enjoying the sweet kiss heard Ling Xue's rapid breathing, and suddenly stopped his movements, his eyebrows bend, his body was slightly tilted, his lips curled evilly, "Wake up?"
"Nonsense! Being eaten tofu so shamelessly by a pervert, I am not a dead pig!" Ling Xueman flushed, and his eyes rounded with anger.
"Can you speak with a little restraint?" Mo Qihan frowned. As expected, everyone who came out of the room was not necessarily a young lady!
Ling Xueman snorted, "Is it necessary for me to be a thief with you? You try to talk to the monk about women and have sex, you can see if they will kill you with a wooden fish!"
"Ahem!"
"Damn woman, everything can come out of your mouth!" Mo Qihan was full of black lines on his forehead. He was obviously very angry. He took a few breaths, sat up and looked sideways. Habitually said: "Get up, wait for me to undress!"
"What?" Ling Xueman scratched her ears and sneered mockingly, "Do you really think you are my concubine? You want grandma to wait for you to undress. I think you are really crazy, and my head is not a donkey. Kicked, go and take the initiative to help the gangster undress, and then lick his face and wait for being fucked!
Hearing this, Mo Qihan tightened his hands tightly, his deep eyes were half-squinted, his thin lips were coldly stained with frost, his thin lips were slightly pressed, and the voice of his exit carried a dangerous aura, "Whose grandma are you? Ben... My son wants to hear it again!"
With this anger, he almost blurted out "this king" out of control!
Although Ling Xueman couldn't see the change in the expression on Mo Qihan's face, he instinctively shivered when he heard the words squeezed from between his teeth. He lost his momentum and gave a dry laugh. He quickly pulled over the quilt with both hands and buried herself in it. In order to protect her face from being beaten, she was lying on the bed instead of being scared.
Mo Qihan couldn't laugh or cry when he was furious. This woman who always pretended to be bold, but greedy for life and fear of death, became a bear at the critical moment!
For the rest of her life, he didn't think about how to deal with her, but it was necessary to scare her, so that she didn't take herself too seriously!
As a result, the coldness on his face did not change, and the coldness in his eyes did not change, and he said in a low voice, "Is this son your concubine? Say!"
"No! Uh... let me think about it, let me think about it, don't worry, don't worry, I'm thinking...isn't it? Is it? No? Yes..." Ling Xueman was shivering and talking, she was very I want to be brave enough to say no, but the hero doesn't make a loss. Does she need to fight for this reputation issue? If there is a fight...
Ling Xueman still muttered to herself, but Mo Qihan became impatient and let out a low growl, "What's the matter?"
"Yes! It's a concubine, definitely a concubine!" Ling Xueman's body trembled again, raising her voice proudly, and then murmured very depressed in a low voice: "My lord, you can testify for me, I really am Forced helpless, this thief is too powerful, I am forced by lewdness! Hmm, don’t blame me when you are in the underworld, I don’t want to give you a sneaky cuckold, I still want to run away in a fair manner, so I want Save money, hehe, I just got ten thousand taels..."
Mo Qihan's face became greener as he listened. He almost didn't hold his breath. He took a heavy breath and lifted the quilt. Like an eagle catching a chick, he picked up Ling Xueman's back neck and exerted a little force. Pulling her into his arms, gritted his teeth and said: "Who do you want to elope with? So ten thousand taels are you planning to elope? Ling Xueman, you don't want to have a penny in the future!"
"Hmm...how did you hear it? I'm very quietly..." Ling Xueman slapped the eggplant like frost, really wanting to hit him to death.
"I ask you again, who do you want to elope with?" Mo Qihan was really angry, his cold eyes locked tightly with those clear eyes that were like water under the moonlight.
"I, I want to follow..." Ling Xueman bit her lip, she didn't dare to say the second half after killing her!
"Ok?"
Mo Qihan raised a voice, with a bone-chewing chill, Ling Xueman shook his heart, trembling, and for the first time so actively hugged the dead thief who she wished to castrate into a eunuch, with bare arms like her. The vine wrapped around Mo Qihan's neck like a vine, and covered Mo Qihan's cold lips like a strong graciousness. After kissing twice, the strong man said like a broken wrist: "Hey, I want to run away with you!"
That way, you will never get beaten, right? Hmm, the second prince, it's changed temporarily, forgive me! Ling Xueman was crying, when will her Prince Charming be able to rescue her from the sea of suffering
Seeing Ling Xueman's diligence, Mo Qihan turned his lips in favor, but it didn't mean he would believe it. It seems that what Lin Mengqing heard today is true. This girl is really moved by Mo Qiyan!
Unhappiness immediately rushed to his heart, Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows, straightened Ling Xueman's face, and looked at him with calm and scary eyes, and said coldly: "Xueman, you are provoking me to indulge your limit! Tell me, How long will it take you to break love with the second prince?"
"No, I didn't..." Ling Xueman's lips were shaking, and she looked at Mo Qihan in fear, defending against her will.
"Really? Xueman, I only allow you to think of me in your heart. If you dare to fall in love with others, it will definitely be a tragedy for you and that man!"
Mo Qihan said word by word, his eyes were deep. At this moment, he suddenly hated the identity he had to hide, and had to pretend to be sick for so many years. Wutong left him for this, saying that he loved him but did not want to be a widow. Alone all his life, Ling Xueman was forced to marry him, but he wanted to elope with other men in love and honesty. What is he!
With his breath disordered, Mo Qihan suddenly shook off Ling Xueman and pressed him to his body, walked a few steps to the window, and stood still, closing his eyes deeply. In the bottom of his heart, there was boundless pain.
Ling Xueman sank and sat on the corner of the bed, staring at Mo Qihan's lonely and indifferent back, and suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.
This man, she couldn't tell whether he was a good person or a bad person. He bullied her, beat her and scolded her. He was domineering and cruel, but he rescued her twice, Li Xuan, sometimes cold eyebrows and cold eyes, sometimes gentle and considerate, like a mystery. , Unpredictable.
"You, are you afraid that I will fall in love with others?" Ling Xueman asked inaudibly.
Under the moonlit night, a faint light shone on the man’s side face in front of the window, indescribably perfect and handsome, lonely and mad, against his arrogant body, the moment the light and shadow dazzled, it fell into slightly clear She huddled in the corner of the bed and stared at him intently.
Ling Xueman's body shook, and wanted to see more clearly, he moved to the bed with a faster heartbeat. However, the man in front of the window suddenly returned to his senses. In the darkness.
Ling Xueman half-kneeled by the bed and stared in a daze. Was it just her hallucinations? Only that glance was just his vague side face, just like the nobleness she saw in Mo Qiyan, no, besides the extravagance, it was a bit more domineering than Mo Qiyan!
"Why don't you let me look at your face? I clearly see that your face is not ugly at all!" Ling Xueman asked with a little anger.
Mo Qihan didn't look back, still raised his eyebrows confidently and arrogantly, "I said earlier that no matter my birth or appearance, I am worthy of you, I am more than enough! You want to see me, unless one day you really say that you love me, and wholeheartedly. Stay with me, otherwise don't think about it!"
Ling Xueman bit her lip with a deep and magnetic voice, and she really loves him? How can it be! Who wants to fall in love with this bad man? If you fall in love, shouldn't you have a lifelong underground lover with him? But, even if he doesn't love, is it possible for him to let her go
The red lips were pursed and pursed, and finally asked again and again: "Are you afraid that I will fall in love with someone else?"
"Afraid?" Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows, his anger had gradually subsided, and his thin lips lightly mocked and said, "I'm only afraid that you will die in my hands if you refuse to listen!"
Ling Xueman was originally lying on the side of the bed, but was knocked down by the shock, and hit his forehead on the edge of the bed. He yelled, "His--" and blurted out in pain, "Smelly thief," Don't you scare me you will die?"
"Xue Man..." Mo Qihan's nervous words came to his lips and choked back. He suppressed the faint distress, and said coldly: "Put away your disrespect, and dare to talk to this son Calling grandma aunt, scolding a nasty thief, you will feel better!"
"Hmm..." Ling Xueman was angry and sore, and tears fell as soon as his nose was sore. He sighed and said: "You will talk to me in this tone! You are angry and I like the second prince, why don't you look at others right? How nice I am, gentle and polite, gentle and considerate, without even a heavy sentence, and delicate in my mind. Which woman doesn't like this?"
"I and him are originally different, you want me to be like him, Ling Xueman, I tell you, it is impossible!" Mo Qihan's handsome face was hazy, and he gritted his teeth.
Hearing that, Ling Xueman’s tears were even more fierce, and the bed sheet before him was wet, so he retracted into the quilt, did not dare to curse, cursed in his heart, damn thief, go to death, go to death ! ! !
A distance of two meters away, Mo Qihan's eyes with cold light fixedly looked at the trembling person on the bed, the cry was heard in his ears, annoyed so much, he sighed secretly, and walked over. Lifting the quilt, sitting down by the bed, hugged Ling Xueman, who was buried in crying, and sat in his arms, Ling Xue struggling and slapped, "Don't touch me!"
"Hey, don't move!" Mo Qihan clasped the two little resisting hands, rarely using a gentle tone, and coaxed.
Ling Xue was stunned, and said unequivocally: "What did you say?"
Mo Qihan warmed his face unnaturally in the dark, and shook his head quickly, "Nothing to say."
"Then let me down!" Ling Xue was so angry that she wouldn't admit it! She is not deaf!
"No, I have to see if your forehead is wrapped up." Mo Qihan said without any doubt, freeing up his right hand to stroke Ling Xueman's forehead, rubbing gently, and said lightly: "No bag. , It will be fine after a while."
Ling Xueman's heart moved slightly, turned her head, and asked jokingly: "Hitou, are you really in love with me?"
The movement of Mo Qihan's hand paused, his eyes drooped and he looked at Ling Xueman earnestly without saying a word. For a long time, his thin lips hooked, and he uttered four words coldly, "Being affectionate!"
"Cut! What, you are so passionate, I don't bother to let you look at Ling Xueman, so please continue to play with me, I will be free when you are tired of playing and let me go!" Rotten, patted off the warm palm that stroked her forehead, gritted his teeth viciously.
Mo Qihan pursed his lips and said indifferently: "It seems that the forehead doesn't hurt anymore, and I am still angry. I say you are passionate, don't you? I won't love you, and I won't let you go. You will die soon. ."
"You..." Ling Xueman squeezed his fists tightly, and trembling with anger, "Any thief, you are ruthless!"
"Non-toxic and not a husband! In my position, women are not all used to love, besides, how many feelings can a person have, and if there are more women, can they be divided?" Mo Qihan curled his lips, that There was a fleeting wound in the deep eyes, and in this dark night, only he could taste it.
Ling Xueman was speechless, and her tone became cold, "Let me down, I'm going to sleep, I'm sleepy."
Mo Qihan frowned, pressed his lower lip lightly, hugged Ling Xueman and lay down on the side of the big bed, then undressed by himself, took off to the middle of the shirt and then went to bed and lay down on the outside, with his ape arms stretched out and whispered: "Come here, pillow I sleep in my arms."
"You, if you don't touch me, I'll come over." Ling Xueman offered the conditions without confidence, but her heart was full of bad premonitions.
Who knows, Mo Qihan nodded and said without a hint of joke: "Okay, I won't touch you."
Ling Xueman took a sigh of relief, and since he couldn't hide, then accept his fate! As a result, his heart squatted, resting on Mo Qihan's chest, and then immediately closed his eyes to fall asleep.
Mo Qihan pursed his lips lightly. To Wutong, he always treated Wutong with courtesy and only kissed her. Originally, he thought that their bridal night would be the most beautiful night, so he kept waiting. Until she couldn't wait, until she cried and said, she couldn't just face his life. Soon, she didn't want to be a widow at the age of eighteen, lonely and widowed for a lifetime...
Thinking of Wutong, her sad cry sounded in her ears last night, Brother Han...
The eyes were closed deeply, and the bottom of the eyes was astringent, and his heart seemed to be broken by a heavy hammer, and it was painful.
It started raining at night, and it didn't stop until the fifth shift.
In the cold weather, before dawn, the coldness penetrated through the window. The sleeping Ling Xueman shivered, and instinctively stretched out his hand to hug the "heating stove" beside him. However, after touching for a long time, there was a sharp spirit. When I woke up, I opened my eyes and saw that the man beside me was long gone!
The room was half-lit, Ling Xueman glanced around in a dazed circle, then retracted his gaze to fix the position where the man slept next to him, reached out and probed, and it was still warm, indicating that he hadn't been away for a long time, and he was suddenly a little upset He patted his forehead. Why didn't she feel every time when he left
If you can wake up, you can see what he looks like!
Ugh--
Ling Xueman lay down sullenly, an inexplicable sense of loss crawling into her heart.
My eyes slowly closed again, and I went to sleep again, and when I opened my eyes, it was already three rods in the sun!
When she got up, Ling Xueman stretched out her legs and feet, but felt that something was wrong. She hurriedly stretched out her feet to take a look. There was a golden chain on her bare right foot, which glowed with golden light under the reflected sunlight, which dazzled her eyes .
Is this...is the thief put it on her in the middle of the night
Ling Xue looked at her right foot dumbfounded, and couldn't tell what it was like. She wanted to hate this man countless times, but again and again she let go of her hatred in front of his occasional tenderness, such as this moment.
姘头...姘头...