Wang Mengning stretched out her hand to him and walked towards him step by step, smiling like a peach blossom in her hand, happy ...... Happiness?

Wang Mengning experienced this feeling for the first time, so real, so deep. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin'er sat on the edge of Wang Mengning's bed, holding her head in her hands, looking at her "hehehe" and smirking, with a spring on her face. One hand was still sticking out of the quilt and holding it high, as if to grasp something. The expression and action are no different from the idiot in front of the Qinglou.

Qin'er shook her head helplessly, her own young lady didn't understand that others didn't understand her, I don't know what kind of dreams she dreamed of in her dirty thoughts, which made people blush, and unbearable.

She was thinking about the Lord last night, shouldn't she have bowed the Lord to the Overlord in her dream or something?

Thinking of this, Qin'er couldn't help but feel sorry for her master. was entangled by such a perverted woman, and he didn't even let him go in his dreams, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.

In the dream, how did Wang Mengning know that her spring rippling expression was looked at by everyone? She was still immersed in the dreams she had weaved, and she didn't want to struggle and couldn't extricate herself.

She stretched out her arm and carried her skirt up the steps, and just as she was about to touch Duan Chenjing's fingertips, she suddenly stepped on the air......

"Ahh

Wang Mengning's head slammed coldly on the edge of the bed, and she woke up from the dream, rubbing her red head painfully, and complaining.

Qin'er hurriedly helped her up and sat against the edge of the bed, "Miss is out of the way, right?" ”

Wang Mengning shook her head, "It's okay." ”

Qin'er smiled understandingly, "Is it in a dream, what, the range of movement is too big, and then it hits?" ”

Wang Mengning was so dizzy that she was hit hard, she just rubbed the injury, and didn't pay attention to what Qin'er said, so she replied casually: "How big is my movement, I just want to pull ......"

She suddenly regained her senses, immediately shut up, and glared at Qin'er in displeasure.

Qin'er asked with interest: "Who is pulling?" ”

Wang Mengning didn't say a word, and hit her head with a chestnut, "Pull your head!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Qin'er followed, handed her the towel wrung out of the basin, and asked unrelentingly, "Miss, are you having a spring dream?" ”

Wang Mengning's old face turned red, and he scolded loudly: "Be your head, I didn't dream anything, you think too much." ”

"Really?" Qin'er walked around to her and stared at her flushed face, smiling ambiguously, "Then why is your face so red?" ”

Wang Mengning pinched his waist confidently, "That's hot, yes, hot." The weather has been damn bad lately, how can it be so hot? As he spoke, he fanned his cheek with his hand.

Qin'er brought her clothes over, helped her put them on, and turned her eyes to look out the door, "But Miss, it just rained this morning, how can it be hot?" ”

"But...... But I'm just hot, what the hell are you going to do? The more Wang Mengning spoke, the more unconfident she became, so she simply ignored her, walked to the dresser and picked up a wooden comb to comb her hair.

Qin'er walked around behind her like a ghost, picked up the beaded flowers on the table and inserted them into her hair, looked at Wang Mengning in the mirror and asked, "Miss, are you hot from spring dreams?" Did you do some strenuous exercise in your dream to make your heart so burning? ”

Wang Mengning's face was so red that she was about to drip blood, she put the comb on the table, "Qin'er, if you talk nonsense, be careful that I will sell you to the Qinglou to pick up customers." ”

But in Qin'er's opinion, what she said meant was that Qin'er hit her bottom line and was angry with her.

"Okay, okay, I'll not talk about it."

Wang Mengning glanced at her, "Count your acquaintances, let's go, let's go find my cousin." ”

With that, he walked over and opened the door.

Qin'er stood in place, pointed to her back and said firmly: "You are just having a spring dream!" ”

Wang Mengning just wanted to turn around and scold her, but she just pushed the door too hard, and with the inertia, the door rebounded back heavily, hitting her head squarely.

Wang Mengning let out an "ouch", and then squatted down with her head covered.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Qin'er hurriedly ran over, Wang Mengning raised her head, her eyes were teary in pain, and she looked at Qin'er with bared teeth.

Qin'er took away her blindfolded hand, and was also taken aback, "What a big bag!" ”

I saw that Wang Mengning's brain, which had just been knocked red, had a crystal clear bag.

Wang Mengning pushed her away, "It's not that I blame you, you are the culprit." ”

Qin'er said innocently: "How can I be blamed for this, who let Miss you have a spring dream and still die and refuse to admit it, what is this, it's not an unsightly thing." ”

"You still say."

Qin'er looked at her expression of being about to eat people, and shut up stupidly, "I just don't say it." ”

"Alright, now come out with me!" Wang Mengning stood up, raised her feet and was about to walk out.

Qin'er hurriedly grabbed her, "But Miss, your injury ......"

Wang Mengning waved her hand indifferently, "It's okay, it's just a small injury." ”

But it's ugly.

Qin'er silently added in her heart, and then shook her head helplessly and followed.

Wang Mengning walked down the street with a frank face, completely ignoring the mocking eyes of passers-by.

Qin'er followed behind, eager to cover her face, find a crack in the ground and leave. Where did the self-confidence of her own young lady, who is so angry as a nouveau riche, come from?

Suddenly, she was hit in the back of the head by a pebble. She glanced down at the pebbles that had fallen on the ground, looked up and scanned the roofs around her, and finally focused her gaze on the roof of a restaurant on her right.

Standing on the roof waving to her, who else could there be besides the scholars?

If she could, Qin'er hoped to be unfamiliar with them.

Xiao Mei'er pointed to Wang Mengning in front of Qin'er and said excitedly: "Look, look, that's our lord's sweetheart, Miss Wang Mengning." ”

As he spoke, he excitedly twisted his hands.

Forget Chen was twisted by her and screamed in pain, "I saw it, I saw it, you let me go first." ”

The scholar looked at Wuchen sympathetically, "Don't say it, this Miss Wang is quite special." ”

"Is that okay, otherwise our lord will be able to take a fancy to her?" Xiao Meier coldly let go of Forget Chen's hand, which caught Forget Chen off guard, and she fell directly towards the previous one.

"Bang" landed in front of Wang Mengning, and he was armed with martial arts, and he fell not lightly.

Xiao Meier covered her eyes and asked the scholar next to her: "Is he still alive?" ”

"Life is alive, but it seems like a fall is not light. His ass is estimated to not be ten days and half a month, and I am afraid that he will not recover. ”

Xiao Mei'er was relieved to hear that Wangchen was not dead, and looked down on the roof, only to see Wangchen lying on the ground with his teeth bared in pain.

The scholar looked like he was watching a good show, "Mei'er, this time you are in trouble again." ”

"What's the matter with me, how did I know that his legs and feet are so bad." Xiao Meier looked innocent, but she was still very worried in her heart, after all, if she fell from the top of a three-story restaurant, no matter how high her martial arts were, she would have to lose her skin.

Wang Mengning was startled by the "behemoth" that suddenly fell, and after seeing that it was a person, she hurriedly ran up and asked Wangchen: "Little brother, are you okay?" Did you fall somewhere? ”

The corner of Forget Chen's mouth twitched, Xiao ...... Penis?

He seems to be older than her, right? You can't call him little brother because he has a baby face. Besides, is there a little brother who is so well developed?

Hey? Why do you think about it more and more strangely?

Qin'er, who was standing behind Wang Mengning, and the two people on the roof heard Wang Mengning call for forgetfulness like this, and the corners of their mouths twitched more than him.

Forget the dust is almost old and dead, okay? Except for that face, where does it look like a little brother?

As a result, the world is often bewitched by his immature face.

Wang Mengning watched the corners of Wangchen's mouth twitch and twitch, and without thinking too much, she slapped him in the face, and her voice was very crisp.

Her move shocked the crowd watching the excitement on the side of the road, and Qin'er just tried to stop it, but it was too late.

The scholar and Xiao Meier were lying on the roof to watch the show, "Hey, don't say it, our future heroine is very spicy." ”

Forget Chen covered his face, before he could recover from the shock, he looked at Wang Mengning innocently, but Wang Mengning turned to Qin'er and said loudly: "Qin'er, this little brother didn't fall lightly, he was delirious and began to have convulsions, you go and ask where there is a medical center nearby, let's send him to see a doctor." ”

Her voice was not small, so that everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Oh......"

The crowd was in an uproar, so it was.

A well-wisher hurriedly said, "There is a medical hall not far ahead, let's send him to have a look." ”

"yes, not far away."

"Send it to see it, this kid probably fell a lot."

“……”

Forget Chen secretly complained in his heart, he turned his eyes for help to Qin'er, but Qin'er avoided it without a trace.

The scholar leaned back and smiled on the roof, and Xiao Meier patted him, "Can you restrain a little, I see that you are about to laugh." ”

The scholar laughed with tears in the corners of his eyes, covered his stomach and said, "Ouch, it's funny, my stomach hurts, ouch ......"

Xiao Mei'er also laughed, "I said, the people on the street today have the wrong tendons, why are they so brainless." Sure enough, there are people in the world like Miss Wang...... There are actually quite a few unique people. ”

Xiao Mei'er smiled and shook her head, "It's just that I've forgotten the dust." ”

The people below said they would do it, and the people with fast feet had already run to the hospital and came back with a stretcher.

The people around also put down the things in their hands, and they all hurriedly and enthusiastically carried Wangchen onto the stretcher, and found two strong men with great strength, and a group of people hugged and sent Wuchen to the hospital.

Forget the dust has words of suffering, and the last words that were carried away were: "Qin'er save me......"

He was injured in the buttocks, how could he go to the hospital to get the doctor to take medicine in broad daylight in such a private place?

Besides, there is a scholar beside him who is known as the miracle doctor of the rivers and lakes, does he need any medicine, does he need to go to a place like the medical hall?

Qin'er stretched out her hand at him, shook her head, and said, "I can't do anything about it."

Then follow the mighty crowd in front of him, looking for Wang Mengning, who has been overwhelmed by the crowd.

Xiao Meier and the scholar also flew down from the roof and followed.