Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 825 Young Master, Don’t Play Stupid 33
With Ling Shaohong pestering him, Man Luo failed in the end.

The three of them sat around a table, Man Luo talked about how he found Ling Shaohong, Ji Quan sat aside and listened seriously, while Ling Shaohong hugged Man Luo firmly, while casting a hostile look at Ji Quan.

"So, did Shaohong become like this because of an injury to the back of his head?" After listening to Man Luo's story, Ji Quan stroked his chin and looked at Ling Shaohong. He stretched out two fingers and waved in Ling Shaohong's eyes: "Shaohong , how much is this?"

Ling Shaohong looked at his outstretched fingers and snapped them off.

"Ow!"

Ji Quan screamed and jumped up immediately: "Let go, let go! I won't say anything! I won't say anything!"

However, he subdued, but Ling Shaohong didn't intend to let go.

Ji Quan had no choice but to look at Man Luo for help: "Miss Jiang Yue, help me!"

Man Luo looked at Ling Shaohong who was suddenly making a move, and blinked amusedly: "Shaohong, let go."

Hearing that Man Luo actually spoke for Ji Quan, Ling Shaohong's eyes darkened, but he obediently let go.

Ji Quan rescued his finger, and immediately pushed back a few steps, keeping a safe distance from Ling Shaohong.

Ling Shaohong stood on the spot without saying a word, but the long and narrow phoenix eyes that looked at Ji Quan were still cold, enveloping Ji Quan in every thread.

Ji Quan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Ling Shaohong, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his lips.

Who is he rushing here today for?

Ji Quan secretly shook his head and sighed, then turned to look at Man Luo, the cynical smile on his face disappeared, and his peach blossom eyes became more serious: "I probably understand the matter, and I will help to investigate. As for Shaohong, Just ask Miss Jiangyue to take care of her."

It was rare to see such a formal appearance of Ji Quan, Man Luo nodded slightly: "Don't worry, Young Master Ji."
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The current Ling Shaohong is obviously much clingier than when he was normal.

For a whole day, Ling Shaohong followed Man Luo, and the posture that he was afraid that Man Luo would drop him and run away made Man Luo dumbfounded.

In the end, Manro was not able to get out of the pear garden.

She had to wait until late at night when Ling Shaohong fell asleep before making any plans.

Lying on the couch, listening to Ling Shaohong's gradually steady voice, Man Luo closed her eyes, and slowly reached out to remove the big hand clasped around her waist. She thought she was careful enough, but Ling Shaohong still woke up.

"Sister? What do you want to do?"

Just when Man Luo was trying to get out of Ling Shaohong's embrace, a man's deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Raising his eyes to meet the pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes that were looking intently at him, Man Luo unexpectedly felt guilty.

But after thinking about it, she went out now to help Ling Shaohong find out the truth.

Those guilty consciences dissipated quietly, and she bent her lips towards Ling Shaohong: "I'll be back soon."

Listening to her words, Ling Shaohong pursed his thin lips tightly, and his phoenix eyes were full of sadness: "You are lying, you want to leave me while I am asleep, right?!"

"I didn't..." Man Luo opened his mouth to defend himself: "Shaohong, I just want to deal with some things, and I don't want to abandon my intentions to you."

Ling Shaohong didn't answer, but the hand holding her was tightening slightly.

Man Luo lowered his voice to coax: "Trust me, okay?"

Looking at Ling Shaohong's hand that still did not let go, Man Luo's eyes were darkened, and the smile was a little less in his voice: "You don't believe me?"

Ling Shaohong paused, and the look in his eyes flickered.

After a while, his hand gradually loosened, but his eyes never left Man Luo.

"I believe."

(End of this chapter)