One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 1227 Thanks for the invitation, has retired! (25)

  Mu Tanglin regretted it.

  It's all his fault for co-authoring?

  Why let this scourge come in last night!

   should let her sleep outside and experience the coolness of the night.

  Mu Dongling is doing a good job of mental construction in the bottom of his heart, with the corners of his lips raised, and the slap-boy invited her locally: "Ms. Zhuang, do you want to take it back?"

  Lingqiong glanced across Mu Dongling, eager to try.

no…

  Can't lose out.

  Waiting for Dad to coax the cubs into his hands, then I can’t do whatever I want, and I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry.

I will endure!

   "Of course..." Lingqiong turned a corner, "No! You still want to take advantage of me, you want to be beautiful!"

   Mu Tanglin: "..."

  Who wants to take advantage of her.

  Lingqiong looked at her clothes here and there, as if worryingly, she was very suspicious: "You really didn't do anything to me last night, did you?"

   Mu Dongling gave her a glance, "You do what you want to do to me. Just like you, I still look down on it."

  Mu Dongling wrote disgust on his face.

  Lingqiong blinked and asked in a well-behaved tone: "Then why did you hold me just now? Mr. Mu, what are you doing? He said no, but his body was honest."

   Mu Dongling: "That's yourself..."

  Lingqiong: "But if you don't want to, you can refuse me. If you didn't refuse, it's not a default."

  "..."

  This is an endless loop of topics, and Mu Dongling will no longer answer the conversation.

  Anyway, she can go back to ‘he didn’t refuse, there is another plan, it’s his problem’.

   said she had a problem, she said she was drunk, she didn’t know.

  Can't afford to offend, he can't speak anymore!

  Man does not care about little girls.

  Mu Dongling turned sideways, turned his back to Lingqiong, pulled a thin blanket over his head, and continued to sleep.

  Lingqiong snapped past her slippers, lying on the side of the sofa, "Brother Mu, am I comfortable with you?"

   Mu Dongling, who was covering his head, suddenly heard this, his ears were inexplicably hot.

  Recalling some pictures uncontrollably in my mind.

  No, what does she want?

  Mu Dongling instantly cleared the picture in his mind.

   "Zhuang Mianmian, don't be so shameless." Mu Dongling scolded, "Hurry back to your house."

   "I dress like this when I go back and be seen by others, so I can't talk nonsense and corrupt Brother Mu's reputation?" Lingqiong held his chin: "I have to wait for my new clothes to come."

  The sincerity between words seems to be for his sake.

   "..." But thank you!

   "Is it comfortable for me to hold it?" Lingqiong continued to ask.

   "There is not much meat in the whole body, what is comfortable?" Mu Dongling sneered: "It is totally incomparable with the woman I have held."

   Lingqiong's small face was distorted, and he stared at the exposed half of Mu Dongling's head, and threw his fist fiercely.

  You don’t have much meat!

  Dad, this...

  Ling Qiong glanced at her little chest, and replaced the word "Kuan" with "Small and Delicate".

  Why do you dislike father when you are single!

   "Wow, Brother Mu is holding too many girls and children?" Lingqiong's tone was full of curiosity, "Tell me."

  "..."

  Why should he tell her!

  Mu Dongling decided not to talk to Lingqiong. The little girl chirped and asked if she had something, but she didn’t get an answer, and she really calmed down.

  Mu Dongling didn't rest well last night, and fell asleep unconsciously.

  It was almost twelve o'clock when he woke up.

  He turned over and sat up, the living room was quiet, and the pesky girl was gone.

  The folded T-shirt is placed on the sofa next to it, and there is breakfast on the coffee table. I don't know how long it took, but it was completely cold.

  Mu Dongling raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, really didn't understand what that annoying little girl wanted to do.

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   "Tanglin."

   "Mom?" Mu Dongling was a little surprised when she saw Mu's mother, "Didn't you say it will take two days to come back?"

   "Something happened here, I'll come back to deal with it." Mu's mother smiled gently, and looked up and down Mu Dongling: "How are the feet?"

"never mind."

  "How old are you, you can still get your ankles when you walk."

   "Careless." Mu Dongling didn't say that he was stabbed, only that he accidentally fell.

  Mu Dongling is a discreet child in the eyes of his parents, and neither Mu’s mother nor Mu’s father doubted him.

  Mother Mu took a closer look at his legs, and saw that there was indeed no major abnormality, and then said: "Aunt Zhou is not there?"

   "Hmm... I will let her rest today."

   "That's it." Mu Mu didn't know what she thought of, and smiled more gently, "Mom will cook for you today."

   Mu Dongling’s pupils shrank slightly, and with a bit of panic, she stopped Mu’s mother from entering the kitchen: “Mom, it’s actually unnecessary...how tired you just came back, we can order takeaway.”

   "It's okay, mother is not tired." Mu's mother happily went to the kitchen: "My mother took the time to learn a new dish two days ago, and I will try it for you."

  "..." is unnecessary, really unnecessary.

   Mu Dongling was unable to sit down, and sighed with his forehead. Why did he accept such a torture?

  What did he do wrong?

  Mu Dongling found something outside to cushion his belly to face the dark dishes that followed.

   "Son." Mu's mother came out carrying a small skirt: "Whose is this?"

  Mu Dongling looked at the suspender skirt and fell into a brief bewilderment.

  He didn't expect that Lingqiong still left a hole for herself here.

"that…"

  "Have you taken your girlfriend home?" Mu's mother was curious.

   "No." Mu Dongling denied, and threw the pot to He Xiaoxiao: "It's He Xiaoxiao. She was drunk last night and ran over to sleep."

   "Xiaoxiao's." Mu's mother thoughtfully, "but I see this is not like Xiaoxiao's size..."

   Mu Dongling noodles babbled unchangingly: "She lost weight."

   "That's it." Mu Mu smiled meaningfully, and did not ask any more, "By the way, I heard that your Uncle Zhuang company is all right?"

   "Hmm..." Mu Dongling breathed a sigh of relief.

  "Then prepare a gift and send it to your Uncle Zhuang." Mu Mu said: "This matter makes your dad very angry."

"What's up with him?"

"You don’t know the grudge between your father and your Uncle Zhuang, but your father is not really that cruel. Uncle solved it by himself, can he not get angry?"

  "..."

  That's pretty angry.

   are all ready to accept the dealer’s gratitude and enjoy the greatest joy of victory in years, but the result is gone.

  This is even more uncomfortable than earning hundreds of millions less.

   Mu Dongling ghost envoy asked: "My marriage contract with Zhuang Mianmian..."

   "Don't worry, your dad said, it's absolutely impossible for you." Mu's mother seemed to be afraid that he was worried about this. "Your dad will never agree to marry her."

   Mu Tanglin: "..."

   "Mom knows that you two are at odds. Even if mom likes Mianmian, she won't force you."

   "Hey, you are a kid too. You have trouble with a little girl, and you have no demeanor. I have never seen you treat other girls like this..."

  (End of this chapter)