It is said that a long illness becomes a doctor.

Qin Lang has never believed much in this.

But now, the facts are in front of me, and I have to say that the ancients did not deceive me!

No, Miss Scarlet Mandala, who has been a little sick when she was a child, has been able to cure diseases and save people for a long time in self-reflection.

No matter how busy he is, no matter how surprised he is, he will never give up taking care of Qin Lang's body.

Finally, it took a long time for Qin Lang to return to the number of bones of a normal person.

I've worked hard for you, and I can't help it, after all, it's on the plane, and other behaviors are not very convenient, so I feel weird, isn't it? Qin Lang smiled bitterly and patted the blood-colored mandala's head.

The blood-colored mandala looked left and right, trying to find something, but he didn't find it, so he could only sigh in his heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva helplessly, and rolled his eyes angrily, so, do you think this is not a good choice?

Complaining is complaining, but in my heart, I am still a little happy.

At least, in Qin Lang's heart, he regarded her as a woman, even if the front and rear cabins were isolated, he didn't want her to make too much of a move on this occasion.

In this case, Qin Lang would never argue with the Scarlet Mandala on this.

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First, there is no confidence, and second, even if you win, there is no benefit.

From hospitalization to mushroom house, more than half a month before and after, during this time, he ate vegetarian every day, and finally met the blood-colored mandala who threw himself into the net, and naturally he was a little more radical.

I couldn't help but feel a little pity in my heart, stretched out my hand to wipe it on the red circles under my eyes, and changed the topic, how is the situation in the magic capital? What I promised you, whether it is Chen Ping'an or his master, has now been crushed and ashes, what about you?

The blood-colored mandala bit the corners of her slightly reddened mouth,

In his expression, he was full of resentment, that guy had offended many people outside, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was full of enemies, and there were a lot of security personnel around him, among which there were many masters.

Even if I wanted to assassinate, I couldn't find a good entry point in a short time.

Not really!

In the past, the blood-colored mandala was thinking about how to seize the opportunity, preparing for the assassination all the time, and it was very likely that he would follow the target for half a month, grasp the whereabouts, and make plans.

Can now?

She couldn't devote herself to the job at all, and from time to time her mind would be distracted by some images that suddenly flashed.

Lack of concentration and rash action is the most taboo thing for killers.

Let me ask you seriously, do you really want to kill him, or are you not prepared for that at all, just a momentary quick talk? Qin Lang pinched the cheek of the blood-colored mandala.

The blood-colored mandala sneered, I wish it had been broken into pieces! And how can you not be prepared?

If you are born but not raised, there is no kindness, not to mention, my mother was brutally killed because of his greed and selfishness.

This kind of person is the scum, if it is not for the lack of opportunity, I will definitely use all means to let him taste what is called pain!

I'll help you Qin Lang with a warm smile on his face, don't be in a hurry to refuse, today is different from the past, your enemy is naturally my enemy.

According to the nature of the Scarlet Mandala, there is never a need to trouble others in his own affairs.

But now, isn't Qin Lang his own person?

The blood-colored mandala pondered for a long time, and did not look at Qin Lang's eyes, but lowered his head, I will also help you

evening

Tianhai City, villa area, living room.

Qin Lang crossed Erlang's legs, leaned back on the sofa, and took a deep breath.

Not to mention, since the crossing, I have lived in this villa, and after getting used to it, there is a taste of home in it.

Drink tea.

Chu Mengyao, dressed as a dancer from the Western Regions, was covered with a layer of purple tulle all over her body, which had a taste of exotic style.

She came over with a tea set, swaying, and the bell tied around her waist made a crisp and pleasant ringtone.

Don't look at Qin Lang during this time, he is not at home, but on his mobile phone, he has always kept in touch.

Especially on Chu Mengyao's side, if Su Xiaoxiao was busy in the orphanage, he would ask Chu Mengyao to come over to take care of the housework.

It doesn't matter if there is anyone in the family or not, things still have to be done, and the daily clothes are carefully selected by him.

Today, it's the cosplay of the dancers in the Western Regions.

Qin Lang stretched out his hand and dragged Chu Mengyao to sit on his lap.

The silver bell made a crisp sound, and Chu Mengyao twisted a little, as if she was a little reluctant, and she seemed a little resistant.

Qin Lang chuckled, why, I haven't seen him for a while, and the tacit understanding that I have cultivated with great difficulty has just disappeared?

Chu Mengyao pretended to be confused, what do you mean? What tacit understanding?

Qin Lang pouted towards the cup on the coffee table.

What else could it mean?

The tea is here, can't you even feed it?

Chu Mengyao got up, held the teacup, handed it to Qin Lang, and didn't speak, even Qin Lang reached out to drag her to sit down, and felt a force of resistance, obviously refusing.

What's wrong with this?

Even Qin Lang was a little confused when he encountered this situation.

Three days without a house tile?

Or is it because the rabbit spirit's cosplay is addictive, and even if you change your clothes now, you still want to eat carrots half-pushed?

The housework has been done, and I have cleaned up for you in the bedroom, can I go back? Chu Mengyao was far away from Qin Lang, and asked in a cold voice.

No!

Chu Mengyao frowned, why? When you're at home, I have to do whatever you tell me, and when you're not at home, when you think of me, you tell me to do a few things, and if you can't remember, you put me aside!

What are you when I am?

Is it a random tool?

Her voice grew louder and louder, and at the end, it was quite questioning.

Be!

She has a request for Qin Lang, but is Qin Lang's performance too inappropriate for her?

When she was at home, she tried to play with her indiscriminately, and when she couldn't think of it, she ignored it and let it go, and even for a long time, she took the initiative to ask and didn't get any reply, as if she had been abandoned.

This kind of feeling is something Chu Mengyao has never experienced.

It's cold violence that is more cruel than physical torture!

Otherwise, what do you think you are? Is the eldest lady of the Chu family? Have you forgotten who you are?

Qin Lang asked with a sneer, but his heart was abrupt.

No wonder Chu Mengyao is nervous, it turns out that this is the case?

is worthy of the proud daughter lady who overflows in her bones, and she is simply forced, and everything she thinks in her heart is all poured into a bamboo tube like beans.

Of course, Qin Lang would not feel that this was Chu Mengyao being jealous.

He still has this self-knowledge.

So far, everything he has done has not reached that point, and the reason why Chu Mengyao is so angry is all caused by that sense of disparity.

It's like the former suitors who tirelessly sent love letters to beautiful women every day, even if they were rejected, they would not stop, and they lasted for a long time.

But suddenly one day, the suitor gave up!

Is it the suitor who should jump his feet?

No, no, no!

It's a beauty!

Because in her subconscious, such a habit has been formed, and suddenly the suitor does not send love letters, but her heart becomes uncomfortable.

Things are different, but the nature of the bones is the same.

It's just that some women will hide the dissatisfaction in their hearts and not express it, but some women will not hesitate to question in return.

Chu Mengyao is this kind of woman!

Remember your own identity, I asked you to come, and you have to come!

I allow you to go, and you can go!

Not happy? Hold it for me!

This is the first time, and there will be a next time, and you will not use it again!

Qin Lang stared at Chu Mengyao coldly, without the slightest intention of pity for the jade.

A sense of disparity?

Since Chu Mengyao likes this set, then follow the top.

Isn't it just fun??

Who wouldn't?