Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 129

Sighing, Shang Mowen leaned his head on Meng Lingkuang's arms smoothly, then raised his head coquettishly, just about to speak, but was taken aback for a moment, then frowned suddenly: "Brother Lingkuang, you What happened to the corner of your mouth?"

Although the injury had obviously been treated, how could there be a wound on this perfectly flawless handsome face?With Brother Lingkuang's martial arts accomplishments, even if it was not easy for her, Shang Mo, to hurt him, who would dare to hurt Brother Lingkuang with such great skills?

Or... Brother Lingkuang deliberately let it go?

"Mo'er, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"Brother Lingkuang, tell me who hurt you, and I will avenge you."

"It's not yet dawn, sleep again, be obedient."

"Could it be that bastard Xie Zun took advantage of my unconsciousness to bully my Brother Ling Kuang?"

"If you don't feel sleepy, there are a few epiphyllums blooming behind the bamboo forest. The epiphyllums are fleeting and very rare. Why don't you go and see them?"

"Brother Lingkuang, tell me, who dares to attack you? Does it hurt? It looks so painful..."

Meng Lingkuang only treats Shang Mo's child's mind, and after a few words of coaxing, he will divert his attention. Who knows that Shang Mo has become determined after eating the weight this time, and insists on chasing after the wound on Meng Lingkuang's face to ask questions. If you ask why, I'm afraid no one will be able to sleep today.

Shang Mo sat on the bed with his knees crossed, his clothes were a little messy, his hair was full of black hair like silk, which was not tied up, and it was pouring down like a waterfall. Full of concern and doubts, he turned a deaf ear to what Meng Lingkang said, and focused on the bruise on the corner of his lips.

Meng Lingkang was speechless for a while, and Shang Mo, the girl, brought him back when he wanted to change the subject several times. He was dressed in plain robes, making his figure more slender and handsome. I don't know why, but at this time, that shrewd and stubborn little girl questioned him several times, and suddenly there was something weird on that handsome face, and there seemed to be some suspicious red flashes, but he couldn't hide it.

What a shrewd person Shang Mo is. Brother Ling Kuang has always had a deep mind, and all his emotions and everything are buried deep, hard to detect. It is rare to catch his unusual emotions. His small face was full of curiosity and excitement, his upper body was straight, his original sitting posture became kneeling, he leaned forward, his small face moved closer to Meng Lingkang, and he said meaningfully: " what?"

As Shang Mo's fair, delicate and beautiful face approached, the delicate fragrance rushed towards him like the wind after the rain, getting into every inch of his skin, her narrow and thick eyelashes flickered, her black and white pair The clear water eyes blinked and blinked, filled with more and more curiosity and ignorance.

"Mo... Mo'er..." Meng Lingkuang suddenly took two steps back subconsciously, his expression became even weirder, it was the first time that such a calm and wise man showed such a panicked expression.

Seeing Meng Lingkuang's reaction was so strong, Shang Mo became even more confused, tilted his head for some unknown reason, then pouted his small mouth, quite dissatisfied: "Brother Lingkuang, why do you avoid me like a flood of beasts?"

this girl...

Meng Ling's wild and handsome face flickered, and she just felt that this girl was usually a ghostly person, and she was unrestrained and decisive, but today she was so relentless in chasing a problem, and she looked innocent and confused about his obvious emotions, but she couldn't understand it!
"I know!" Shang Mo suddenly figured out something, and then hurriedly stepped on the white brocade cloud shoes to run out: "Brother Ling Kuang's face is so red, is it uncomfortable? I'll go find Yun Yang."

"Hey——" Meng Lingkuang let out the first sigh in his life, so helpless that he almost couldn't control his emotions, and grabbed Shang Mo's wrist.

Shang Mo was about to run out, but when he passed by Meng Lingkuang, he suddenly felt his wrist was grabbed, and then his whole body was pushed back. She twirled on the ground as if dancing in the wind, her skirt fluttered, drawing an arc more beautiful than petals, and her body was brought back.

Fortunately, Meng Lingkuang had quick eyes and quick hands, and the other hand supported Shang Mo's receding body in time. The posture between them seemed very ambiguous at this time, and Meng Lingkuang almost hugged Shang Mo in his arms. In the middle of the night, Shang Mo's beautiful and clear eyes were still flickering and wide open for no apparent reason.

"Brother Ling Kuang?" He called in a low voice, but Shang Mo didn't dare to move.

It's not that he didn't dare to move, but that he didn't want to move. Although they were tacit understanding, Brother Ling Kuang was always polite to her, at most he just hugged her gently, but he let go quickly, completely He treated her like a child, and the only time he kissed her was the result of Shang Mo's brazen teasing him...

"I'm fine, and I don't feel uncomfortable." Seeing that Shang Mo refused to stand upright, Meng Lingkuang had no choice but to put Shang Mo on the bed and sit down, and then turned sideways with some embarrassment: "The wound on my face is my fault." Those who voluntarily refuse to dodge."

"Who is going to do it? Brother Lingkuang, why don't you dodge?" Shang Mo suddenly felt a surge of anger from his dantian, and he was annoyed if he said he was annoyed. Besides her, who else could make her brother Lingkuang give way?The more Shang Mo thought about it, the more he became angry from embarrassment: "Who is that person, and who is she? Are you more familiar than me and Brother Lingkuang? Brother Lingkuang, why did you let her!"

"Yun Yang."

Meng Lingkuang didn't know what Shang Mo was thinking, but as soon as these two words came out, Shang Mo's nameless anger was instantly extinguished, and a somewhat embarrassed look appeared on his face.

Cough... isn't it a girl...

"Why did Yunyang argue with brother Lingkuang?" Shang Mo looked embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.

Meng Lingkuang cleared his throat, and the gentle and melodious voice that was as warm as a clear spring tried his best to speak in a calm tone: "Brother Yun asked me... if I really like you, even if I sacrifice my life."

Of course, Meng Lingkuang's words were not complete, if he said everything, the girl Shang Mo might rush out to chase and kill Yun Yang.

At that time, Yunyang was in the purple bamboo forest with a life-killing golden needle in his hand, and the strong murderous intent in his eyes was not fake, so he questioned him: "That stinky girl Shang Mo is savage and willful, neither gentle nor considerate, she is doing everything she can to make trouble It is her housekeeping ability, but when it comes to feelings, she is a stubborn bull. She will never regret what she has decided. It is undeniable that she is extremely gifted in martial arts. If you want to use her, don't blame me for speaking first. Today It must be to prevent you from getting out of this purple bamboo forest. If you treat her sincerely, you would rather sacrifice your life for her, which is a different matter. Today, you and I will take a gamble. I will never be merciful, how, you dare to bet or not."

(End of this chapter)