Chapter 089: Big Things Are Not Going Bad

"It's fine. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Shen Yuan also nodded: "Then you can copy all the books in the Library Pavilion and send them to me." ”

"You trick me......" Ling Motang's voice fell, and his indifferent voice followed: "Twice." ”

"Shen Yuan, I'm your uncle!" Ling Motang exploded and scolded.

"Three times."

"You!" Ling Motang, who reacted, immediately covered his mouth and restrained himself from shouting with all his strength next: Shen Yuan, you bastard.

Three times is three times, anyway, whether you can finish copying it is one thing, even if you can't finish copying it, what can she do, so isn't she not memorizing "Shennong Collection", she still doesn't believe that Shen Yuan can do anything to her.

Ling Motang glared at him, and flicked his sleeves to give the other party a chic turn, yes, she is such a strange woman who can't be moved, rich and noble, and iron-boned!

"Come back." Shen Yuan grabbed Ling Motang's back collar effortlessly, Ling Motang's left foot stepped into the air, and the light in Shen Yuanfeng's eyes did not decrease: "I asked you to memorize the "Shennong Collection" last time. ”

Ling Motang: ......

I'm really afraid of something, Shen Yuan is the most dazzling and shining broom star in her life.

"......" After a cup of tea, the heat of the tea dissipated, Ling Motang was stunned and didn't say a word, she glanced at the indifferent Shen Yuan, well, the other party's gloomy face was very terrifying.

"Huh." Ling Motang smiled awkwardly: "Are you cold, why don't we go back to the house." ”

Shen Yuan rubbed the corners of his eyebrows lightly, his movements were elegant, and his voice was cold and low: "Ling Motang." He called her name

Ling Motang swallowed his saliva, and his heart began to beat wildly, this person seemed to be angry.

"Hands." The corners of Shen Yuan's mouth hooked up a smile, but the smile was cold and cruel, Ling Motang shrank back: "No, big brother, hit the palm, stop playing, we are all so old, how embarrassing ......"

"Ahh The unfinished words were replaced by heart-wrenching pain, Ling Motang's palms were blooming with gorgeous blood flowers, and the blood droplets were falling into the snow along the gaps in his palms, bewitching and shocking.

Ling Motang's right hand only grabbed the corner of Shen Yuan's clothes, the tip of the dagger in Shen Yuan's hand still had the color of blood, and she looked at Shen Yuan in disbelief with a pale face: "You are perverted." ”

"I said it before." Shen Yuan's voice was neither salty nor light, and he slapped Ling Motang's hand away from the corner of his clothes: "You can try it next time." The tone is cold and desperate, and there is nothing more memorable than pain.

Shen Yuan glanced at Ling Motang's blood-drenched palm, and reached out to pinch the other party's injured left hand in his hand, white light lingering outside the palm.

Ling Motang snorted and withdrew his hand from Shen Yuan's hand, the wound in his left palm had disappeared.

Ling Motang was afraid of pain, but she hated being threatened even more, so she didn't have any more fear in her eyes when she looked at Shen Yuan, but smiled unwillingly: "Shen Yuan, is it fun to play with me, slap me and give me a piece of candy, let me tell you, I still eat soft and not hard, I don't memorize a word of this book, and I can't copy a single book in the Library Pavilion, you kill me." ”

Shen Yuan was very calm, he looked at Ling Motang with red eyes and said nothing.

"Don't you just want me to grow up quickly, and then destroy me, I'm not as good as you want, I'll go down like this, if you want to kill, I'll kill you, I'll leave you here, I'll be a waste like me now in three years, I won't follow your wishes." Ling Motang said as he spoke, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Shen Yuan turned his face away and sighed lightly: "Clean up the ground." "It seems that the force is too strong, it is counterproductive, it seems that it is necessary to change the means, this nest of people is really like a wolf dog, but those watery eyes are pitiful but quite pitiful.

Ling Motang's teary eyes were hazy when he saw Shen Yuan going up to the attic, and his steps were not in a hurry.

Ling Motang's hand wiped his eyes, squatted on the ground to clean up the mess in the snow, he really wanted to put the inkstone in the snow on Shen Yuan's face, smash it!

Ling Motang picked up the inkstone left in the snow, and then dug up some snow to cover up the ink and blood, and after sorting it out, he pointed his middle finger towards the attic where Shen Yuan lived.

After doing this action, Ling Motang felt much more comfortable.

When she arrived at the Library Pavilion, it was already midday, Elder Qinghua was not in the Library Pavilion, and Lu Yan, the manager of the Library Pavilion, glanced at Ling Motang and said coldly: "Your words are too ugly, you don't need to copy the books, you go and classify the stack of books." ”

Ling Motang went north with more than a dozen books as she said, and in the process of sorting out the books, she was looking for books about solving her incurable diseases, but unfortunately she didn't find them.

From the morning when Ling Motang sorted out the books to the evening, even the lunch was directly sent by Xiao Daotong, and the two white-flour steamed buns with a glass of boiled water were considered her lunch, Ling Motang gnawed on the steamed buns and complained: Is there such a bully?

She thought she should have brought me something different for dinner.

Sure enough, dinner is indeed different from lunch, with one less white-flour steamed bun.

Ling Motang couldn't figure it out, and he didn't ask for a meaty sauce, so was it so difficult to send me some white rice and add some salty stir-fry?

In fact, it is not tiring to pack up books in the library pavilion, but there is no freedom, you can't go in and out, you have to stay in the library until the point before you can leave, and finally wait for the point, Ling Motang immediately shook off the matter at hand and went to Lu Yan.

Lu Yan glanced at Ling Motang lightly, checked the cloth pocket hanging diagonally on Ling Motang's shoulder, and let her leave only after making sure that Ling Motang had not taken the things from the Library Pavilion with her.

On the way back to the miscellaneous house, Ling Motang happened to meet Mo Jingru, in fact, Mo Jingru was waiting for Ling Motang here.

Seeing Ling Motang coming out of the library pavilion, Mo Jingru immediately greeted him, but he was a little embarrassed, looking at the cloth bag on Ling Motang's back and wanting to speak.

Ling Motang said: "Uncle Shi has something to say. ”

Mo Jingru hesitated and was cautious: "Can you return the handkerchief I gave you yesterday?" ”

Ling Motang: ......

Mo Jingru's handkerchief, Ling Motang threw it away when he felt dirty after bringing it back to the room last night, and he didn't think much about it in his heart, he just felt that a handkerchief was just a handkerchief. Besides, if this handkerchief is really important, the other party will not use it to wipe her ink stains.

"That handkerchief is very important to me." Mo Jingru's voice was low.

Ling Motang was really moved: Mo Jingru took such an important handkerchief to let her wipe her face, what kind of broad and kind heart is this.

But the problem is that Ling Motang didn't know where to throw that handkerchief.

Mo Jingru said again: "The light was not good yesterday, so I gave you the wrong handkerchief, and I didn't know until I went back to see it." ”

Ling Motang: ......

"That, Uncle Shi, I'll wash it up and send it to you tomorrow." Ling Motang said this a little weak-hearted, this incident fully told Ling Motang that you should be pragmatic, don't think too much, in case it is self-defeating, it is really embarrassing, and there are still things to be repaid.

Mo Jingru was a little uneasy, and before Ling Motang left, he instructed again: "Then don't forget, that handkerchief is really important to me." ”

Ling Motang took a big stride and kept walking forward, but she couldn't figure it out: Mo Jing is like a big man, with two handkerchiefs on his body, there is something wrong with him!