Chapter 106 doesn't hurt either

【1】

Shen Yuan is really direct, at first glance, he was born noble since he was a child, and he has been praised since he was a child, so he can judge others even more in his eyes, and even directly point out Ling Motang's untruthfulness as he does now. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ling Motang was silent and didn't intend to argue, his flickering gaze fell on the other party's bright eyes.

"Why don't you speak?" Shen Yuan's seemingly cold thin lips were raised, and he sneered: "Feeling embarrassed? His voice was cold, and his gaze became sharper and colder.

Ling Motang poured a sip of wine into his mouth suddenly, and his heart was a little more confident: "People are difficult to dismantle, why should you bother with a little person like me, even if what I say is not true, it will not hinder your interests anyway." "It's not right to lie, but she never hurt others, mostly to protect herself.

Shen Yuan's indifferent face crossed a trace of anger, his gloomy face made Ling Motang's heart drum, even if he borrowed the courage of wine, he didn't dare to say a word more, he snatched the water bag from Ling Motang's hand and got up immediately, Ling Motang subconsciously grabbed the other party's calf and trouser leg, looked up and asked him, "Aren't you here to talk to me more?" ”

It's boring to have long nights.

Shen Yuan moved her calves ruthlessly away without hesitation, and Ling Motang felt that she could directly hug her thighs next time.

"Hey, you can leave me the wine even if you leave." Ling Motang had a hippie smile, Shen Yuan turned around and looked at her with his head halfway, and Ling Motang had an indifferent smile on his face.

I don't know which sentence she said wrong, Shen Yuan suddenly strode towards her, nervously grabbed Ling Motang by the collar and pulled her up from the ground, Ling Motang's head was a little dizzy, and his numb legs touched the ground as if he was stepping on a needleboard, and he shouted in his mouth: "Hey, hey, if you don't give it, I won't give it to you." ”

"Shut up." Shen Yuan loosened his hand on Ling Motang's collar, his eyes burning: "Ling Motang, you are still a stupid person after all, and you can't help yourself." ”

Ling Motang immediately shut up and looked at Shen Yuan, who was a little angry, how could she think that the other party was a little too excited, Shen Yuan's white neck was flushed, "I, you let go, I don't know if I'm stupid or not, but from today onwards, I will definitely impress you." ”

"Oh?" Shen Yuan's fair neck was dyed a little crimson, and he laughed mockingly.

"I mean really." Ling Motang straightened his collar: "You want me to become stronger, you will get pleasure if you destroy me like this, so I will be as you wish, and it can be regarded as my reward for saving your life, if it weren't for you, probably I wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to you today." ”

Shen Yuan's expression was obscure: Sure enough, this person is still too easy to deceive, a little insignificant favor can move her so that she willingly sacrifice her life, Ling Motang is indeed a person who eats soft rather than hard.

"I think people like you probably don't have friends, do you feel lonely, people say that it's cold in high places." Ling Motang laughed at Shen Yuan and added: "Anyway, I am a dying person, there is nowhere to escape in front of you, and there are less than three years to go, so it is better for me to be your friend for three years, so that your life in the future will not be so monotonous." ”

Shen Yuan's expression was as indifferent as ever and denied Ling Motang's words: "Friend, I don't need it. ”

Ling Motang didn't give up and asked, "Really?" ”

Actually, it was she who climbed high, think about it, how could Shen Yuan, who is invincible, be afraid of loneliness and need friends, Xu is really a little drunk, and Ling Motang also became speechless: "I hope to be your friend, it's not bad to be your woman if you don't be a friend." ”

Ling Motang was blindfolded, and he only felt that Shen Yuan's eyes were a little flowery: "You said that we love and kill each other like this, is it a ......" intermittently murmured, Shen Yuan listened very carefully and looked at Ling Motang's eyes very attentively, as if he was looking forward to what the other party was going to say next, Ling Motang burped and said without expectations: "Bad fate." ”

Shen Yuan's face was ugly, especially ugly.

But Ling Motang couldn't care about how smelly the other party's face was, she felt that her world was spinning and sleepiness and alcohol hit at the same time, and someone whispered in her ear: "Ling Motang, they will only be willing to ...... if you die."

Ling Motang was drunk and was still pacing in circles, but Shen Yuan was gone.

Ling Motang's eyes, who were spinning in circles, suddenly became clear, he stopped his steps in a circle, and looked towards the place where Shen Yuan left: Who would be willing if she died?

Therefore, Shen Yuan actually didn't want to take her life, just to make others willing?

Ling Motang was not drunk, she clearly knew what kind of thoughts Shen Yuan was holding, hard could not be soft, he wanted her to be moved so that he would die for him willingly. After all, she has always understood Shen Yuan's thoughts, which Shen Yuan has always admitted.

And she was also lying to him, so that he couldn't bear to let her die.

It's all lip talking, whether it's true or not?

【2】

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Motang pretended to kneel with her back to the door of Jingsi Hall, and after about half an hour, the sun also rose half of the fiery red, and the light shone on her face a little warm, she breathed hard the fresh air in the air, and the Taoist boy walked out of the side door with a broom, and swept the fallen leaves in front of the door.

"Senior nephew, it's for you." An inner disciple who didn't know each other handed her a hot bun wrapped in oilcloth paper, and Ling Motang's eyes lit up and his stomach shouted.

But Ling Motang still didn't stretch out his hand: nothing to do, to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

Seeing that she didn't move, the other party directly put the bun in front of her: "Eat, and ask my nephew to say something good for me in front of the elders in the future." This person looked very shy at first glance, and after speaking, he trotted away, and Ling Motang's outstretched hand froze in mid-air: Hey, I don't know your name yet, how can I speak for you?

It seems that what she said yesterday when she was a fox and a fake tiger worked well, and some Liuyun disciples who were kept in the dark really thought that there was some great backer behind her.

Ling Motang opened the oilcloth paper and held the bun to nibble, Qin Xue happened to come over and chuckled: "I'm afraid I won't need me to bring you food in the future." ”

"It's okay, I'll eat." Ling Motang unceremoniously opened the food box in Qin Xue's hand, and directly poured the pickles from the small plate into the white porridge and stirred "Gu Dong" into his stomach.

Qin Xue squatted down and rubbed Ling Motang's knees with her hands, feeling a little distressed: "Does it hurt, do you still feel it?" ”

Ling Motang shook his head: "It doesn't hurt at all, I don't feel it, really." She patted her knee, wanting to reassure Qin Xue, so far she was feeling good, Qin Xue was shocked when she heard Ling Motang say this: "Your legs won't be wasted, how can you not feel it!" As he spoke, he beckoned to Ling Motang's knee with a fist.

Ling Motang reflexively jumped up from the ground holding his knees, holding the grass, and hitting as he said, without the slightest defense.

"What are you doing, what kind of grudge do I have with you?" Ling Motang looked at Qin Xue who was stunned with a frightened face.

Qin Xue smiled shyly, with an expression of 'I'm good for you': "It's good to have a reaction." ”

Ling Motang: ......

There was a familiar dry cough behind him, Qin Xue glanced at Ling Motang, Ling Motang immediately understood, knelt down towards the door of Jingsi Hall, and kowtowed very reverently: "The disciple knows his mistake." He got up and knelt down again, kneeling down and chanting aloud at the same time: "The disciple knows his mistake." "Ling Motang's current behavior is like a pilgrim believer, bowing three times and nine times, like a decent appearance.