One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 1230 Thanks for the invitation, has retired! (28)

   "You really don't know them?"

  Mu Dongling walked out a distance and asked Lingqiong again.

  The two girls looked like they didn’t know her.

   "Your little girl." Lingqiong leaned on his chest, bulging her cheeks: "Keep me there and not leave."

   "I don't know them." He had no impression of the two girls.

   After a pause, Mu Dongling reacted: "You use me?"

   "No, my feet are really worn out. Didn't you see it just now?" Ling Qiong didn't feel guilty, "I really hurt and I can't walk."

   Mu Dongling: "..."

  Lingqiong quickly reached out and hugged his neck, "Brother, don't throw me down."

   Mu Dongling didn’t plan to throw her down, so he gave her a blank look, “What are they doing to stop you?”

   "Jealous of me."

   "What are you jealous of?"

   "Jealous of me being held by my brother."

  "……"

  Mu Dongling knew that Lingqiong was talking nonsense, but he glanced at her and found that she was smiling brightly, as if she was really happy because of being hugged by him.

   Mu Donglin pressed the corners of his lips, suppressing the emotion that was constantly flowing outward.

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  Mu Dongling took her to the lounge, asked someone for a band-aid, and put it on her carefully.

   "Why don't you wear your shoes if they don't fit?"

   "The new one has to be run-in." Lingqiong put on the shoes: "Like Brother Mu and I, we will always get along with each other more."

   Mu Dongling: "What do you want to get along with me?"

   "Brother Mu doesn't want to get along with me?" Lingqiong stared, and she bent over and hooked Mu Dongling's neck in an ambiguous tone: "Or Brother Mu wants to get along with me like that day?"

   "Miss Zhuang, that day... it was just an accident."

  Mu Dongling has learned to be smart, and she will no longer say that she takes the initiative, or she should say that he is plotting wrongdoing.

   "Does the accident never happen? What you have done is what you have done, and it is useless for you to escape."

  "……"

  Mu Dongling brushed her hand away, a little farther away, and looked at her with scrutiny eyes.

  After a while, he asked: "How do you feel about me?"

  Lingqiong lowered her head in silence, as if thinking about his problem.

  Mu Dongling was a little uneasy, and felt uncomfortable after changing two sitting positions, and there was a faint cold sweat in his palms.

  What is he nervous about?

  Isn’t just a normal conversation, there is nothing to be nervous about.

  "Physiological or psychological?"

   "???"

  Is this the result of your silence for a long time?

  What is the division of physiology and psychology? Are there two answers to this question?

   Mu Dongling’s nervousness disappeared without a trace, and he smiled and said: "Can you explain to me, what is the difference between physical and psychological?"

   "Physiology is that when I see my brother..."

   "Just what?"

  Lingqiong hooked his finger at him.

   Mu Dongling hesitated, got up, and stayed within a fairly polite distance.

   "You are a little closer."

   "I can hear it."

  Lingqiong glared at him with her cheeks puffed up.

   "..." Mu Dongling took a deep breath and moved closer: "Let's talk."

  Lingqiong leaned forward, covered her lips with her hands, and whispered a few words in his ear.

  The hot breath brushed over the ears, slowly spreading from the roots of the ears down, like the fire of a prairie prairie, it could not be stopped.

  He got up abruptly, stepped back a few steps, and looked at her with complicated eyes.

  How can she say such bad words?

  This is the Zhuang Mianmian he knew?

   "Zhuang... Mianmian." The next word was almost weak, as if calling her by her name affectionately.

  Lingqiong squeezed her skirt tightly, her cheeks were stained with a light pink, her honey-colored lips slightly opened, "You asked me..."

   Mu Dongling sat back on the sofa, and after half a minute of relaxation, he found his own voice, "Don’t you hate me?"

   "I don't..." Lingqiong retorted in a low voice, and then his tone became firmer: "I don't hate you."

   Mu Dongling's heart was up and down, calming down the restless heartbeat, pretending to be calm: "What about the psychology?"

   "Of course it's all my brother in my heart." The little girl said cheerfully again: "Day and night."

   Mu Dongling: "..."

If    is normal, why do you think something is wrong?

Mu Dongling rubbed his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said: "Zhuang Mianmian, you don't want to trick me into liking you, and then abandon me severely?"

   "You think so?"

   Mu Donglin did not say a word.

   Lingqiong's eyes turned red in an instant, "Take what I said just now." She got up and left.

  Mu Dongling's body reacts faster than his brain, and he lifts her hand to hold her.

  Lingqiong turned to look at her, tears were already hanging at the end of her eyes, and she would fall in the blink of an eye.

   Mu Dongling's heart tightened, "Why didn't I find you crying so much before?" He pulled the person over, raising his hand to wipe the tears from the end of her eyes.

  Lingqiong avoided his hand, but didn't get away from him.

   Lingqiong moaned and cursed at the bottom of her heart, but the original owner was often bullied and cried by Mu Dongling, and kept crying every time.

  Mu Donglin’s fingers fell through, and the fingertips were still wet with tears. At this time, it fell into the air, and bursts of coolness came from the fingers.

  He twisted his fingertips a few times, and comforted a little awkwardly: "Don't cry, what I just said was not intentional."

   "Then you are deliberately chanting."

  "..." The yin and yang are starting to be strange again, right?

   Mu Dongling slid down while holding her wrist, holding her palm, "I suspect you are normal, right? If I change to me and suddenly tell you that I like you, would you believe it?"

  "……"

  According to their previous relationship, I don’t necessarily believe it.

   Mu Dongling pressed her palms repeatedly and gently, Lingqiong felt a little itchy and couldn't help but curl her palms.

   "But what I said is true."

  Mu Dongling looked at her steadily, his eyes seemed to be examining some peerless treasure, verifying the authenticity.

  It took a long time before he smiled with his lips curled, and ripples filled his eyes, "Just treat it as if what you said was true."

   Lingqiong frowned: "What does it mean to be just?"

   "Even if I was deceived, I would recognize the meaning."

  "I won't lie to my brother." Lingqiong's brows stretched out, and there was joy in her sweet and soft voice, "Does that brother want to be my boyfriend?"

  "Fiancé is fine too." Mu Dongling raised an eyebrow.

  Lingqiong melancholy, "That might not work."

  Mu Dongling just wanted to ask something, and suddenly remembered the cruel words that Mu's father had let go. The two looked at each other in silence, and saw the helplessness of the evil father in each other's eyes.

"Hey."

"Hey."

  The two of them sat on the sofa and sighed with their heads down. They didn't have the joy of having a partner.

   "Let’s talk about it later." Mu Dongling first recovered from melancholy: "The wedding is about to begin, go out first."

   "But my feet hurt and I don't want to walk."

  Mu Dongling looked at her feet, then looked at her, and suddenly said: "You don't want to see my dad and your dad fight at someone else's wedding, do you?"

  Lingqiong shook her head.

  It's pretty good when it comes to fighting.

   "Then Mianmian has to go by himself." Mu Dongling encouraged her gently.

   "..." Ling Qiong was horrified, weak and weak: "Do you know that you used to lie to me and use me in this tone?"

   Mu Dongling: "..."

  ——Everything is empty——

  Lingqiong: I suspect his purpose is impure.

  Little fairy: Isn’t it you who has an impure purpose?

  Lingqiong: I just want to be happily and happily with Zai Zai, what's wrong?

  Little fairy: The fault is that you don’t have a monthly pass, right?

  Lingqiong:...

  (End of this chapter)