One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 1224 Thanks for the invitation, has retired! (twenty two)

   "Miss, here it is." The driver had to go back to pick up the villager's father, so Lingqiong was awakened outside the dealer's gate.

  Lingqiong got up in a daze, scratched his head, and pushed the car door down.

  Lingqiong stood outside the door, letting the cold wind blow for a moment.

  She turned to look at the next door, raised her foot to go there, walked two steps and then paused, and ran home.

  Lingqiong first went back to the room and changed into a suspender skirt, then pulled out the private house wine that Zhuang's father had hidden, and took a few sips.

  Lingqiong stood in front of the mirror, brushed her hair and clothes a few times, made sure there was nothing wrong, and went downstairs to the next door.

  After standing at the door, he took off his high heels and carried it in his hand, simmering for a while, and raised his hand to press the doorbell.

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  Mu Dongling hasn't slept yet, but there is a servant at home, and someone rings the doorbell, and he doesn't care.

  The servant hurried over after a while, “Master, it’s Miss Zhuang next door.”

  The servant knew that the hostess hated the neighbor next door, and the young master had a bad relationship with that Miss Zhuang, so she didn't dare to open the door.

   Mu Dongling raised his eyes: "What is she here for?"

  The servant was at a loss, unable to answer Mu Dongling’s question.

   Mu Dongling was quiet for a few seconds, "I see. Go and rest."

  The servant returned to the room with interest, but Mu Dongling didn't move either.

  The doorbell rang after a while, as if people outside would not leave unless they opened the door.

   Mu Dongling has been able to use a wheelchair for the past two days. He got up and went out and went to the gate to open the door in person.

   "Miss Zhuang, you were in the middle of the night..."

Before Mu Dongling finished speaking, the people outside turned upside down.

Although Mu Dongling was able to walk as usual, his body still couldn't react quickly, so he couldn't avoid people outside falling in.

  The little girl's delicate body was soft in his arms, and he subconsciously reached out to support people to prevent her from sliding to the ground.

  The strong wine scent drifted over the tip of Mu Dongling’s nose in an instant.

  Drinking?

   "Zhuang Mianmian?"

"what."

"Drunk?"

"No."

"who am I?"

   "Hmm..." The little girl hooked his neck, looked up at him, recognized who the person in front of him was, and said vaguely, "Mu... Brother Mu, my brother Mu."

  The soft and soft voice is full of drunkenness, with a long tone, and the sluggish ending sounds like a cat.

  Mu Dongling was stabbed with the last few words and his heart was tightened.

   Mu Dongling suppressed that weird point, "How much did you drink?"

  The little girl stretched out her hand to compare, "a cup."

   Mu Dongling: "..."

  How big is this cup? Drunk like this!

   Mu Dongling tore her off her body: "You stand up for me."

  The little girl has no strength, she has no bones, sticks to her body, grievingly said: "Brother Mu...Don't push me, I feel uncomfortable."

  Mu Dongling felt a little pain in the wound, so he didn't dare to pull it vigorously, and said: "I will send you back."

   Drinking like this, Mu Dongling can't ignore her directly.

"No... don't go home." Lingqiong shook her head and pressed her cheeks against her neck, "I want... to be scolded. My mother...my mother hates us drinking, hiccups... I don't want to be scolded, don't let me I go home."

   Mu Dongling was funny and angry: "You know you're going to be scolded, and you still drink so much?"

"I'm sad."

   "What are you sad about?"

   "Brother Mu ignores me." Lingqiong turned around in his arms, hooked his neck with both hands, and pressed him face to face: "Why are you ignoring me?"

  The suspender dress worn by the little girl has a large area of ​​skin exposed in the night, and when she moves a little, countless scenery leaks.

  She raised her head, her neck stretched out a beautiful curve.

  The delicate and pretty face was flushed, and the delicate lips were slightly opened, as if it were blooming in the night, and the rose covered with night dew made people want to kiss and pity.

  The wet eyes looked at him, aggrieved and pitiful.

   Mu Dongling's breathing was slightly stagnant for a few seconds, avoiding her gaze, "You are drunk, I will send you back."

  It's clearly her temper first.

  Now he ignores her?

  "I won't go back..." Lingqiong hugged him tightly and muttered softly, "I want to stay with Brother Mu."

   "Zhuang Mianmian, do you know what you are talking about?" Mu Dongling had a headache, and the softness in his arms was more like a fire.

   "I'm not drunk, I'm sober."

  "..." People who are drunk generally don't think they are drunk.

  Lingqiong refused to return to the dealer, and Mu Dongling's physical condition did not allow him to directly carry her back.

   Pulling and pulling at the door at night, in case someone passes by and sees...what a decent way!

  In the end, Mu Dongling could only take her back inside.

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  Mu Dongling helped Lingqiong in. The little girl was soft in his arms, her hands wrapped around him and she was a little breathless.

  Drunk and still so strong...

  Mu Dongling put her on the sofa, but Lingqiong did not let go, and he could not get up. The two pulled back and forth a few times, and finally he was forced to sit on the sofa.

   "Let go." Mu Dongling has a black face.

"Do not……"

  Ling Qiong was in his arms, rubbing against his neck like a small animal.

  The scorching breath swept across the skin, causing bursts of numbness.

  The numbness spread from the ears to the back ridge, and finally spread to the whole body, as well as the fingertips are numb.

   "It hurts..." Lingqiong frowned, "Brother Mu, you hurt me."

   Mu Dongling returned to his senses and released the hand holding Lingqiong's wrist.

  He looked at the charming little girl close at hand, as if something was colliding in his heart.

  He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

   Mu Dongling tried to push her away, but to no avail.

  Remove her arms, and her legs are tangled up again.

  The two pulled and pulled for a long time, and in the end Mu Dongling was crushed by her. She knelt on him and fell into his arms.

   Mu Dongling gritted his teeth: "Zhuang Mianmian, you go down for me."

"why?"

  "Men and women will not kiss each other."

   "Oh." Lingqiong rubbed his face against him, and said vaguely: "Brother Mu treats me like a boy."

  "……"

very good.

   is not something normal people can say.

  Suddenly the little girl stretched out her finger again and pressed it on his lips, her little head came over and said mysteriously: "Don't let anyone see, just...no one knows."

  Mu Donglin pulled her hand away.

  The little girl didn't seem to like being restrained, she wrinkled her face and broke away from his hand, pressing her finger up again.

  The fingertips rubbed his lips, as if finding a funny toy, he began to trace the shape of his lips.

  The spoiled eldest lady has soft fingers, and every inch of her skin touched her body.

   Mu Dongling didn't make a sound, and didn't stop it anymore, looking at her unclearly.

  Lingqiong tilted her head to look at him, touched his lips with her fingertips, and after a while, suddenly stretched out her hand to cover it.

  Mu Dongling almost didn't come up when he expected her sudden movement.

   "Brother Mu hates talking."

  After saying this, she retracted her hand, and she retracted into his arms, feeling aggrieved all over her body.

   "I want my brother to coax me."

  Mu Dongling raised his hand to wipe the temperature on his lips, reminding herself that she was drunk and don't care about her.

   "Why should I coax you."

  ——Everything is empty——

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  (End of this chapter)