Don't lick me 20
Lan Shuang wiped her hands on her apron and walked quickly to open the door, "Who?" β
As soon as the door opened, Ling Feng's haggard and pale face was revealed, Lan Shuang: "...... It's you? β
As soon as the words fell, a piece of silk thread suddenly floated over, Lan Shuang subconsciously raised her hand to grab it, and the silk thread flickered and disappeared in her palm.
Lan Shuang suddenly understood, "You used the blood I gave you before?" β
Ling Feng subconsciously grabbed the necklace hanging around his neck when he heard this, he looked at Lan Shuang in front of him in a daze, and felt that she seemed to be different, he looked up and down, only to find out what the problem was, she always looked at herself with a gentle smile before, like a pool of spring water, she didn't say anything, but her thoughts were reflected on the water, at a glance.
However, now, Lan Shuang's eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he was looking at an irrelevant passer-by.
Ling Feng felt a thorn in his heart, couldn't help but take a step forward, stepped into the door, and called in a low voice, "Frost and frost...... Why move? β
Lan Shuang raised her eyebrows amusedly: "What do you think?" β
Ling Feng's eyes darkened slightly: "I'm sorry, you hate me." β
"Hate is stronger than love, you don't deserve my hatred, it's just, I didn't want to find you so soon, but you took the initiative to come to the door, I'm welcome, I volunteered to save you and raise you before, I don't care about the money and time feelings, and then I will return the bank card I gave you, and these eyesββ"
Lan Shuang's fingertips tapped on the bridge of Ling Feng's nose: "You have to pay it back to me, this is what you owe me." β
Ling Feng breathed and looked at her in shock: "Eyes? β
"Yes, these eyes of yours were cured by materials from birth to death, but the moment you pushed me into the fire pit, I regretted it."
Lan Shuang withdrew her hand and wiped her fingers on her apron expressionlessly.
Ling Feng didn't notice this small action, he raised his hand to hold Lan Shuang's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Shuangshuang, I'm sorry for you, but I had a hard time at the time, they arrested my mother, if I didn't agree to them, they wouldn't treat my mother, you know, my mother's situation was already very bad at that time." β
"I can't help it, I can't watch my mother die! That's my only relative! β
Ling Feng burst into tears as he spoke, his eyeballs were covered with red bloodshots, and he looked really pitiful.
However, Lan Shuang's mood still did not fluctuate at all, she just stood quietly, looking at Ling Feng, who was excited, guilty, and annoyed, and pulled her lips and smiled: "So what? You let me die for your mother, and I have to praise you for your filial piety? It's your business that you have a hard time, don't come and kidnap me, I'm not yours, there's no need to take on the responsibility of saving your mother with you, let alone the price of nine lives for me, plus my soul is scattered. β
Ling Feng looked at Lan Shuang with wide eyes, let go of his hand, and took a step back in despair, as if he didn't know her anymore, "How can you ......?"
How can such indifferent words be uttered?
As soon as he wanted to ask, he saw a person coming out of the kitchen, wearing the same apron as Lan Shuang, just because he was taller and stronger, and the apron looked a little nondescript on him, but his appearance was high enough, and he could hold anything he could wear.
However, at this time, he was obviously not in a good mood, and when he hit that pestle, the murderous aura came to his face.
Lan Shuang noticed something and turned her head to look, "Why did you come out?" Noodles reconciled? β
Ning Yufeng's jawline tightened, his thin lips pursed out a dangerous arc, he glanced at Ling Feng, who was stunned at the door, and turned to look at Lan Shuang, and his tone was not good: "Who is he?" β
Ling Feng's heart suddenly lifted, "Frost, who is this?" β
Lan Shuang answered Ning Yufeng's question first, "This is Ling Feng, I'm settling accounts with him." β
Ling Feng: "......"
Ning Yufeng's face paleated a little when he heard this, and he walked over and stood beside Lan Shuang, he didn't feel it when he was far away, he was close, the oppression brought by his height aura made Ling Feng at a loss, and he was unconsciously on guard.
"It turned out to be the one who ate soft rice, Ling Feng who didn't have any skills and took a bite?"
Ning Yufeng smiled casually, stared at Ling Feng and raised his hand to pinch Lan Shuang's face, "It's not promising, what do you have to say to him, give him a beating, let him go." β
"You-" Ling Feng gritted his teeth, "Who are you?" My relationship with Frost Frost is not your turn to point fingers! β
"Who am I?"
Ning Yufeng turned his head and leaned over to look at Lan Shuang, and asked again in a gentle tone: "Who am I?" β
"Frost, do you have no feelings for me?"
Ling Feng was unwilling, the necklace was stuck in his palm, a little stinging, he suddenly had an idea, and took the necklace out of the collar, "Look, this is the blood you gave me, you said, if I want to find you, I can do it anytime, doesn't this sentence count?" β
Lanshuang: "......"
It's really a pot that can't be opened.
It was obviously early summer, but Lan Shuang felt that the temperature around her had dropped sharply, and she had goosebumps from the cold.
Ning Yufeng stood up straight in silence, "Oh? Heartbeat? β
Ling Feng raised his face and looked at him, "yes, blood in my heart, this isβ"
Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Ning Yufeng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he made a move like lightning, and pulled the pendant that grabbed his necklace and pulled it down.
"Ahh
Ling Feng was dragged forward and staggered a few steps, a bloody mark on his neck, and finally the necklace was overwhelmed and broken.
Ling Feng covered his hot neck, and wanted to grab it: "Give me back the things!" β
Ning Yufeng snorted coldly, raised his hand, and pinched it hard, the sound of subtle glass breaking sounded, and the blood in his heart fell into his palm, a round one, gathering but not dispersing.
Lan Shuang looked at the drop of blood in her heart, and was about to say if you want to pay me back, when she saw Ning Yufeng pinching that little bit of red with her fingers, looking at Ling Feng provocatively, and sending it into her mouth.
Lan Shuang: "??? β
Ling Feng: "??? β
He looked at the broken glass that fell to the ground in a daze, and his heart jumped so hard that he couldn't say anything.
Ning Yufeng's throat slid down, and he smiled with a smile, "You also deserve her heart's blood?" β
"His eyes, whether you do it or I do it, if you can't do it, I can barely help you."
Saying that, Ning Yufeng's palm demon power gathered, and he really moved his murderous intent.
Lan Shuang grabbed his hand, "Don't." β
Ning Yufeng hurriedly withdrew his demonic power, and glared at Lan Shuang fiercely: "What are you doing with my hands?" What should I do if I get hurt? β
Lan Shuang didn't care about that, and warned in a low voice: "Have you forgotten what Liu Ju said, you can't kill people casually." β
Ning Yufeng paused for a moment, leaning against the wall with a stinky face, "Oh, then can you do it?" I thought it was an eyesore when I looked at him. β
When Ling Feng heard this, he took a step back nervously, "Frostshuang, do you really want to take my eyes back?" β
Lan Shuang sneered and corrected: "It's my thanks." β