Proud of things against the sky: Miss Beast Controlling Straw Bags

Chapter 59: You Already Have a Woman (1)
Looking at Leng Wuling in astonishment, his eyes were full of doubts, he didn't expect this woman to really change so much, it seems that he really underestimated her.

Shangguan Fenghuang told him that Leng Wuling's martial arts had become very powerful now, but he still didn't believe it, thinking that he could kill Leng Wuling with his own kung fu.

It's all right now, it's not enough to succeed, it's more than failure, it's fine if you can't kill Leng Wuling, and your own life will be on the line.

"Go back and tell your sister that if your husband has other women in his heart, you can't blame your husband. If you want to blame, you can only blame her for not being able to lock her husband's heart!" Frowning tightly, Leng Wuling let go of Shangguan Xi Jian walked into the villa without looking back.

Looking at Leng Wuling's leaving back, Shangguan Xijian's heart finally eased.

He is not dead yet, Leng Wuling did not kill him...

Taking a deep breath and calming down her heart, Shangguan Xijian jumped up and flew out of Wuling Villa.

He failed to kill Leng Wuling, but revealed his whereabouts. How should he explain to his sister Shangguan Fenghuang?

Although someone came to kill Leng Wuling at night, Leng Wuling's mood didn't change a bit because of it.

On a lonely night, not only someone came to assassinate her, but someone also played the flute...

The melodious sound of flute came to Leng Wuling's ears and touched Leng Wuling's heart.

Following the sound of the flute, Leng Wuling walked step by step. The sound of the flute seemed to have magical powers. It could arouse Leng Wuling's interest, and Leng Wuling couldn't help but want to look for the sound of the flute. source.

Walking step by step, gradually, Leng Wuling discovered that the person playing the flute was actually sitting on the roof.

Unable to bear curiosity, Leng Wuling jumped up and flew up to the roof.

However, as soon as her feet landed on the eaves, the man said, "You're here." He seemed to be waiting for Leng Wuling's arrival.

Hearing this voice, Leng Wuling understood that the person playing the flute was Ye Qingchen.

"How did you know I would come?" She was a little puzzled, she was just blowing the flute here, so how did she know that she would come, and she also knew that she hadn't slept yet so late.

"Because I'm waiting for you..." His reason was so simple. After speaking, Ye Qingchen played the flute again.

It was the first time for Leng Wuling to hear such a melodious flute sound. Being able to hear such a good flute sound can be regarded as a great enjoyment in life.

Leng Wuling remained silent, and slowly approached Ye Qingchen. This time, she took the initiative to sit beside Ye Qingchen, because this way she could listen more carefully!
Slowly, she closed her beautiful eyes and listened carefully to the sound of the flute played by Ye Qingchen.

After a long time, he didn't stop his mouth movements until Ye Qingchen got tired.

"Why did you stop?" As soon as Ye Qingchen's flute stopped, Leng Wuling's eyes opened consciously, looking at Ye Qingchen suspiciously, she asked.

"I'm tired!" Blowing the flute also required a lot of strength, and it was the first time he had blown the flute for so long at one time.

This is all for Leng Wuling, if not for her intoxicated look, maybe he would have stopped already.

Leng Wuling nodded slightly, and shifted his gaze to the flute in Ye Qingchen's hand.

Stretching out her hand, she took the flute from Ye Qingchen's hand: "You play very well!" Even though there was no trace of tenderness in her words, Ye Qingchen still felt a little happy.

(End of this chapter)