Chapter 72: The Canary's Self-Cultivation (End)
Shen Handeng put down the dishes and chopsticks without taking two bites, "Don't eat it." β
Shen Handeng may be really in a bad mood, and no one wants to deal with it, including Ling Qiong.
Lingqiong talked to him, but he didn't answer, and finally annoyed her and let her out.
Lingqiong: "......"
Go out, get out.
Who wants to serve you like that!
I think it was someone else who served me back then!
Blessed don't know how to enjoy!
Hum!
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Night.
Lingqiong was dreaming when she was suddenly awakened, and she didn't have time to make a sound, and all the sounds were blocked.
"You...... Do? β
Ling Qiong broke away and hurriedly spoke.
In the darkness, Shen Handeng's voice was a little low, "I'm hungry." β
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Who told you not to eat a little more!
Now know you're hungry!
Deserve!
Lingqiong said angrily: "Get up." β
Shen Han's lamp didn't move, "I'm hungry." β
Lingqiong black chicken mackerel, "I heard it!" If you don't get up, how can I go get you a supper? I can't do magic to give you food! β
Shen Handeng lowered his head and kissed her, "No." β
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Aren't you hungry?
Sumeru, Lingqiong reacted, she may have become a supper.
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Lingqiong was in a trance and heard the sound of rain outside the window.
The sound of the rain was thin and soft, falling on the tangled vines outside the window, rustling.
The rain grew louder and hit the windows, drowning out all the sound in the room.
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Following.
Lingqiong pushed open the window and saw flowers blooming on the vines, and the flowers were hidden in the leaves, revealing a little shyly.
Shen Handeng was so shaken by the light outside the window that he couldn't fall asleep, and sat up from the bed.
As soon as I looked up, I saw the little girl standing by the window, leaning out to catch the flower branches outside.
Shen Handeng's eyes narrowed, "You are in good spirits?" β
"Okay." Lingqiong turned around with a bright smile on her face, as bright as the flower branch in her hand.
"Come here."
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The flower branches fall to the ground, shrouded in sunlight, and fill the room with the fragrance of flowers.
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Lingqiong took advantage of Shen Handeng's time to go to the bathroom and opened the picture book to see.
'Rain Over the Moon' became Shen Handeng alone.
He leaned against the windowsill, peeking in from the outside with the branches of the morning dew, like a naughty child, gently patting him on the shoulder.
The thin collar of the loungewear slipped quite a bit from the shoulders, exposing large swaths of skin to the air.
He pinched a flower branch between his fingers, and because of his exertion, blood beads fell down the end of the flower branch and bloomed on the snow-white carpet at his feet.
Lingqiong was in an extremely good mood and rolled twice on the bed.
Who doesn't love such a cutie!
Lingqiong didn't turn around twice, but was intercepted by Shen Hanlan and circled in her arms.
He had just taken a shower, and he still had a wet smell on his body.
Ling Qiong pulled him and sniffed, extremely sure: "You are really fragrant." β
Shen Handeng: "......"
Where the hell does he smell?
Shen Handeng was sure that he had no smell on his body.
Why does she smell incense?
Shen Handeng was worried about this, and pulled Kelly to ask when he went downstairs.
Kelly thought for a moment, and said, "Sir, it may be the incense in your closet." β
"Why can't I smell it?"
"Because the smell is very light, you get used to it, and naturally you can't smell it."
Habit becomes natural.
Whether it's fragrant or smelly, if you smell it for a long time, you won't feel the smell.
Shen Handeng frowned slightly, "Withdraw." β
Seeing that Shen Handeng's expression was not very friendly, Kelly didn't dare to ask, so he hurriedly responded.
Kelly went to remove it the same day.
There is still a smell in the closet, but it will soon dissipate.
As a result, it didn't take long for Shen Handeng to let him put it back again.
Kelly: "??? β
Are you deliberately playing tricks on me?
Shen Handeng's face was very stinky when he said this, as if he was insulting him by putting it back, but he still wanted to put it back.
Kelly doesn't know much about it......
Sir, who is this torturing?
Obviously, it was not Shen Handeng who was torturing anyone, but Ling Qiong was torturing him.
She said she liked the taste......
What can Shen Handeng do?
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Lingqiong had seen Zhao Yunye a few times at school, and Zhao Yunye probably didn't suspect that the heroine's death had anything to do with her, and she didn't come to look for her.
So if you want to avoid the ending of the original owner, it's actually very simple.
Avoiding the male protagonist is a beautiful beginning of a new life.
Lingqiong drew more than a year in the later stage before drawing the last one.
Judging from Ling Qiong's little experience...... The last one could be a marriage proposal.
After all, it wants a perfect ending for HE.
If you don't propose, what a perfect ending!
Shen Handeng's marriage proposal should have been prepared for a while, and it was very grand, all arranged in the way Ling Qiong liked.
Lingqiong doesn't have to do anything, just need to come out and dress up beautifully to accept his proposal.
The proposal did not invite any guests, only the protagonist and the staff in charge.
Shen Handeng stood tall and stood under the light, looking at the people who walked towards him.
The pure white dress makes people like a pure and flawless elf, which makes people just want to hold it in the palm of their hands and take care of it, and they don't want her to be wronged at all.
Shen Handeng's face, which had always been cold, showed a little smile.
Shen Handeng knelt down on one knee and looked up at her, "Do you want to change our relationship?" β
Lingqiong blinked, "I think ......"
Shen Handeng seemed to know what she was going to say, "Think about it and talk about it." β
Lingqiong swallowed back the words from her heart and nodded: "Yes." β
Shen Handeng hooked the corner of his lip with satisfaction, and put the ring into Lingqiong's finger.
Shen Handeng got up and kissed in the falling flowers.
At the end, Shen Handeng suddenly said: "Although my things will be yours in the future, you'd better save me some flowers." β
Lingqiong: "Huh? β
Isn't it just a casual spending?
Why should I save some flowers?
How can you be so stingy as a president, are you a fake president!!
Other people's presidents are not like this!!
Shen Handeng said that if he didn't come generously, with her spending speed, no matter how much she earned, it would not be enough at all.
Whoever this little girl puts in her house, no one dares to say things like 'you spend whatever you want'.
Ling Qiong took out her hand and snorted coldly with her cheeks, "If you don't spend, you won't spend, I don't know how to make it!" β
For such a long time, Shen Handeng also knew that Lingqiong's money was not all about pitsβit also relied on bragging.
Shen Handeng warned her: "You are not allowed to give advice to my competitors!" "People are angry.
"Whose earns is not earning?" I don't know who your competitors are.
Shen Handeng: "Who are you now?" β
"Jin ......" Lingqiong swallowed the 'master' back, "fiancΓ©." β
Shen Handeng: "......"
Shen Handeng sometimes suspects that she has always regarded herself as a financier who can withdraw money at any time.
Now it turns out that she really thinks so.
"Do you like me?"
Ling Qiong nodded with crooked eyebrows, her eyes covered with bright broken light, "I like it." β
"Do you like me a little more, or do you like me a little more for my money."
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Lingqiong felt that this was a proposition.
Ling Qiong immediately patted her chest and said in an absolute tone: "Of course I like Mr. Shen." β
"Should you turn to me, then?"
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You're waiting for me here!
βββ Small Theatreβββ
Little Angel: Do you like me a little more or do you like my tickets a little more?
Little Fairy: You!
Little Angel: Huh?
Little Fairy: I like you to cheat the ticket, hehehe.