Chapter 29: A Beautiful Boy in a Mask
One by one, they are demented, their eyes are intoxicated, and they can't extricate themselves.
In my heart, YY.
"Are you willing, Xia Mo is still unwilling, stupid B, haven't you heard that she has already fallen in love with Liang Dashao, one of the four young people in Tiancheng!"
"Liang Bo!?"
"The sky is in the Liang family of the four major families, Liang Dashao!"
"Moreover, Xia Mo has been promoted to the top ten of 'Tiancheng Beauty', and in the future, she will be worth even more!"
At this moment, Ling Tian walked over.
He saw Xia Mo, and the murderous and violent aura in his heart dissipated at once.
On his face, there was a fresh smile that he had not seen for a long time.
He waved the mango candied fruit in his hand to Xia Mo from afar.
This is Xia Mo's favorite mango preserves.
In Ling Tian's mind, the scene from twelve years ago resurfaced again.
At that time, he was 6 years old and living on the streets.
Like a little beggar, with unkempt hair and dirty little hands.
In the sky, it was drizzling, the wind was a little cold, and he shrunk his shoulders.
A kind man, seeing that he was pitiful, handed him two packets of mango preserves.
That taste was the most delicious delicacy he had ever tasted in his life, and it was the delicacy that he had never had at the Peach Immortal Banquet.
It's just that.
It was so delicious, he only ate one slice.
I was reluctant to eat it again.
Because, he found a pair of longing eyes in the corner, staring at the golden mango candied fruit in his hand.
It was a little girl who was even thinner than him, huddled in the corner of the cold wind.
Hunger made her lick her mouth non-stop.
Ling Tian, for the first time, made a self-conscious hero.
He resolutely gave the mango candied fruit to the little girl.
It's just that.
When Ling Tian saw her gobbling up, he swallowed his saliva and handed her all the bags he didn't want to eat.
That girl is called Xia Mo.
Later, as he grew up, Ling Tian often saved his pocket money to buy a pack of mango compote and give it to Xia Mo.
That is the most precious gift between them.
How many years have passed, and the once poor, skinny little girl has grown into a tall and dazzling beauty.
Amagi No. 2 Middle School, the unrivaled first beauty!
However.
Xia Mo's eyes hurriedly swept over Ling Tian, pretending not to see it, but whispered a few words to a girl in white beside her.
The girl in white hurriedly trotted and stopped Ling Tian head-on.
"Ling Tian, right?" the girl in white said politely, "Now, you can't see Miss Xia." ”
What the?
Miss!
Ling Tian and Xia Mo have always been called brothers and sisters, when did she become a young lady?!
"What Miss Eldest Sister, Xia Mo is my sister!"
The girl in white smiled very elegantly and explained:
"Ling Tian, listen to me, our Miss Xia Mo has participated in the Tiancheng Beauty Competition, and is funded by Liang Bo, the eldest son of our Liang family, and is expected to win the first place in Tiancheng Beauty, in the future, she will not see a poor friend like you again!"
What the?
Poor Friends!!
Ling Tian's heart seemed to have been hit hard by Thor's sledgehammer.
There was a dull pain.
And this moment.
Xia Mo's indifferent eyes didn't have a trace of warmth at all.
Her graceful body leaned towards Liang Bo slightly, but coldly, swept over Ling Tian's side.
Meanwhile.
Liang Boliang Da Shao, turned his handsome and tall body, raised his chin slightly, and looked at him with disdain.
It seemed to penetrate Ling Tian's body and mind.
"How can such a guy with a temperament like a sling be his opponent. ”
"It's so unworthy!"
Ling Tian insisted, "I'll just say a word to Xia Mo. ”
"Impossible!" the girl in white sternly refused, "You don't know, how many media reporters are around here, if they are photographed, Xia Mo will see a poor friend like you, it will affect her image." ”
"We, Liang Dashao, want to make Xia Mo into the image of a noble daughter!"
"If you are really Xia Mo's friend, you should think about her and support her selflessly. ”
Ling Tian was speechless for a while.
The girl in white seemed to be reasonable, but he was speechless.
Ling Tian looked lonely, handed two packets of mango candied fruit to the girl in white, and said eagerly:
"Can you, please help me and transfer this to Xia Mo?"
The girl in white shook her head directly.
However, when she saw Ling Tian's extremely eager eyes.
Suddenly, he took it.
"Well, that's all I can do for you. ”
"Also, please don't try to get close to Miss Xia Mo in the future. ”
"Why?" Ling Tian's eyes flashed with hesitation.
"Because, after Xia Mo, he will be the person of Liang Bo's eldest son. ”
"The four major families of Tiancheng, the Liang family of Song Qi and Liang Chen!, how can you compare to a street child?"
"If she is next to Liang Bo, she will become a popular star, worth hundreds of millions, how can she have any more dealings with a poor person like you!?"
What the?
Worth billions!
Beggar!
Ling Tian took one last look at the two bags of mango preserves.
"Okay, thank you, be sure to give this to her. ”
Ling Tian felt that the aura in his body seemed to be leaking out.
The world, in front of him, suddenly dimmed.
It is said that the mango compote in Singapore is the most famous.
Ling Tian went to Xingapo this time and bought it specifically for Xia Mo.
Ling Tian, finally, glanced at Xia Mo from a distance before turning around and leaving.
A girl in white, holding two bags of mango preserves.
Hurried to the front of the car.
However.
Xia Mo, with an indifferent face, faced the two bags of mango preserves, there was not the slightest wave in his eyes.
Liang Bo stretched out his hand, snatched the mango preserves, and threw them far into the garbage bin.
Now.
In Ling Tian's heart, frost suddenly froze like ice.
It seems that he has been in the cold day of Sanjiu.
This reminded him again of the street where the cold rain and cold wind were wanton.
In the corner, the little girl curled up.
It's a pity that Xia Mo is no longer the Xia Mo who likes to eat mango preserves.
Xia Mo, who is surrounded by wealthy families, will no longer remember the hungry and cold street.
Ling Tian felt like lead under his feet, the heaviness he had never felt before.
He had just taken fifty or sixty steps.
It's just this time.
The moon flashes out from behind the tree.
Said angrily: "Ling Shao, forget it like this?"
Google also followed.
"I really can't understand you, why are you suffering from this kind of wretchedness?!"
"Forget it. Ling Tian shook his head slightly, "In this world, there is always such a kind of person, you can't kill all the people in this world because you can't get used to them and can't stand them." ”
"What's more, she is Xia Mo......"
When Ling Tian said this, an extremely complex streamer flashed in his cold starry eyes.
This world is not my ultimate world.
I want to rule the Three Realms, so why bother to be sad about this little thing.
At this moment, Ling Tian's heart felt shattered for the first time.
Even if he was expelled from his family since he was a child, he was outcast, begging for food, he had never been so sad.
The anger in his heart was so vigorous that the whole Heavenly City became a city.
The floor shook inexplicably, and the subway stood still for three seconds.
In the sky, there was a foggy drizzle.
And those rains didn't get wet with Ling Tian.
Around him, there was a faint layer of magic elixir fury, stirring the rain away.
Afternoon.
Inside the powder room.
Xia Mo, facing the charming face in the mirror, her beautiful eyes were full of narcissistic pride.
The beautiful snow peak, the slender waist of Yingying's hand, and the tight buttocks.
Even when she saw it herself, she couldn't be fascinated.
Blinked at himself in the mirror, Sakura lips pursed, and a flying kiss came.
How beautiful she is, she knows better than anyone else.
The nine-tailed fox of Wushan is endlessly charming, and everyone in the world can compare.
It's just that she is still very weak at the moment, and she needs to collect more man's aura to consolidate her mana.
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