"This son, if I'm not mistaken, this wooden house doesn't belong to the child," Mu Ling said, trying to warn him or scare him.

But who knew that people didn't eat this set at all, and the master took two steps forward and continued: "Have you engraved your name?" It's all my stuff here, and it seems like I'm the master! ”

"According to you, can I also say that everything here is mine?" Qing Ning also helped Mu Ling reply.

But the people gave her a blank look, and still said in an arrogant tone: "The master never talks to women, and he is annoyed to death." ”

Seeing this, Mu Ling hooked up a wicked smile at the corner of her mouth, grabbed Qing Ning's shoulder, and led her to the house, only let go of her after getting inside, and only said "Have a good rest", and walked out again without waiting for Qing Ning to speak.

Qing Ning looked at him in a daze, and gently closed the door, such a man will always be so unfathomable, life and death are still at stake and there is still the leisure of having fun, but he will always give people a sense of peace of mind from time to time.

She took two steps and sat down on the bed, turned her head, and looked at the moonlight pouring from the window, only to realize that not every night is only dark......

Outside the door, the little man was very dissatisfied with Mu Wangye's behavior, and when he first saw him go out, he said again: "Red face and trouble, brother Ren should be careful"

Mu Ling walked over and looked at the man who was sitting at the table, drinking tea leisurely, and between his gestures, he was full of the atmosphere of the market boss who was used to it.

He sat beside him, his bottomless eyes, looked at him carefully, the corners of his mouth hooked up a clear smile, mixed with his usual coldness, and slowly spoke: "Being a woman still looks down on women, girls are so courageous." ”

A fleeting moment of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Brother Tai's eyes are not very good?" The meaning of these words is unclear, a few points of refutation, and a few points of examination.

"With the belly to make a sound, you can cover up the original sound, the timbre is similar to a man, the ear piercings are also covered with rouge gouache, the robe is loose, covering the figure, between the gestures, there is no half of the woman's twisting, the girl's acting skills are really good"

There was a slight surprise in the man's eyes, as if he was amazed at the observation power of the person in front of him.

"The girl doesn't have to be surprised, just want to ask the girl a question?"

"Say"

"Does the girl think it's better to be an official, or is it better to be a businessman?"

"The order of the four people, Shinong industry and commerce, especially in this troubled era, the status of businessmen is more suppressed, naturally for the good of officials"

"Okay, if the girl, no, it's the son, if the son intends to become an official businessman, then come to the Pingzhao Mansion and find Mu Ling"

With that, Mu Ling got up and walked into the room inside.

The fake man stared at the door for a while, and finally, a cynical smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered, "King Tianche Ping Zhao"

Inside the house, Mu Ling quietly approached and sat down next to the woman who was concentrating on the moonlight, the woman's eyelashes were thick, and her eyes seemed to be much clearer than just now.

Perhaps sensing the presence of the people around her, she breathed a long sigh of relief, relieved, and said softly: "Mu Ling, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told you that today, and at the same time, thank you for listening to me." ”

This was the first time he had seen her weak side, and there seemed to be a different attraction that made him want to get closer inexplicably, so he moved slightly, leaned closer to her, and said in the same light tone:

"Life in the world is like a white horse, but the pain is very long, so I don't like to indulge in pain, I want to ......"

As he spoke, he leaned back slightly, leaning closer to her, a pair of eyes that had faded from the deep and cold eyes, clean enough to be better than the clear sky after the rain, and continued: "I like it more, cherish the people in front of me"

After that, he kissed her lightly on the lips, the action was very light, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, and it was also the first time he had treated her in a different way.

Unexpectedly, her eyes were just widened by the softness of that moment, but she did not dodge them as usual, and after the surprise, her eyes were dull for a moment, but her breathing began to be disordered.

Seeing her like this, the corners of Mu Ling's mouth curved slightly into a beautiful arc, raised his hand and stroked her hair and her earlobes, still gently, deepening the kiss in his own way.

For the first time, he walked deep into her heart and occupied his own place.

In the end, the woman finally closed her eyes, which can be regarded as the best response to commemorate his further approach to her.

This long kiss was quietly completed in this white moonlight, and even the long-lived mandarin ducks would cast envious glances at this scene.

On the second day, Qing Ning woke up in Mu Ling's arms, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that the little man came in with a bowl of porridge and handed it to Mu Ling very unhappily.

"That's all?" Mu Ling looked at the porridge that night, and the displeasure in his eyes was full, but the little man did not show weakness: "It's good to stutter here, master, pick again" The man said as he spoke, and seemed to remember something, and saw Qing Ning's eyes with some disdain: "Or is the beauty displeased?" ”

"Naturally, the beauty is displeased" Mu Ling looked at Qing Ning with a smile in her eyes, but she was angry with the little fake man.

Seeing that the people were leaving, Mu Ling picked up the bowl of porridge and handed it to Qing Ning. Qing Ning didn't make a sound, got up to freshen up, and reached out to return the bowl of porridge to the guy behind him, but the man put the porridge on the table on the side, reached out and pressed her shoulders: "Give me a body?" It's really intimate, except for some numbness on the body and some itching in the heart last night, there was nothing more. ”

This is obviously the case, but how can it sound ambiguous? Qing Ning threw a bucket back with his elbow, intending to give him a blow, but was flashed by the man and pounced.

I had no choice but to speak: "Doesn't Your Highness need to go to the early court?" ”

When Mu Ling heard this, she bit her ear like a punishment, and whispered, "Next time, I will call His Highness, but the punishment will be increased."

With that, he walked out the door.

Qing Ning cleaned up a little, and also walked out, and when she walked outside, she saw the fake man packing up her belongings.

So he walked over, made it to the chair next to the table, looked down at her, looked at her for a while, and found that people didn't pay attention to her, so he raised his hand and picked up the calculation chip on the table, which was unintentional, but he felt the unevenness in his hand.

She looked down and saw that there were three words clearly written in that place: "Li Yuanhe"

The man cleaned up, and the moment he looked up, he saw the calculation chip in her hand, and immediately snatched it, gave her a blank look and said, "The master doesn't like women touching my things." ”

"Don't like women? So I don't know what Miss Li thinks of herself? ”

Li Yuanhe raised his eyes in surprise when he heard this, sneered and lowered his head to continue the movements in his hands, and said: "King Pingzhao, who is full of fame, heh, sooner or later he will die at the hands of a woman. ”

The meaning of this was that she thought it was Mu Ling who told her that she was her daughter.

Qing Ning smiled, noncommittal to her words, woman? It seems that she still doesn't know King Pingzhao, and the people under him are not taken in by him and sent by him.

"Do you look down on King Pingzhao? Don't you have to rely on others? Qing Ning's words were flat, but they touched her self-esteem silently.