Chapter 1189: Cang Ling, who has broken through the style of painting (2)
Zhi Xi twitched the corners of his mouth: "So you believe it?"
Cang Ling thought about it seriously: "Yes, I believe it, so let's try it." ”
Zhixi lifted it up in one breath, but he couldn't swallow it.
What kind of place is that in the underworld? Ordinary people go in, and the same crooked melons and cracked dates can't get out!
Cang Ling actually went to such a place to learn from the scriptures?
Crazy, just crazy!
"You're not allowed to learn that nonsense from them again!" said Zhi Xi angrily.
Cang Ling was stunned for a moment, he nodded: "Yes, madam, I listen to you, just don't be angry." ”
“......”
Zhi Xi felt as if he had been put on the table.
Cang Ling's guy must have done it on purpose!
Zhi Xi sank his face, pulled Cang Ling's wrist, pushed open the door, and pushed him out.
"Go away, don't let me see you, don't come to quarrel with me, don't stick to me, don't rely on me, don't play hooligan!"
"Oh"
After Cang Ling finished speaking, he instantly lowered his head and pecked heavily on Zhixi's lips.
Zhi Xi's eyes widened and he looked at Cang Ling in shock.
"You..."
"You didn't say you weren't allowed to kiss you. ”
"Scoundrels!"
With a "bang", Zhi Xi threw the door up, directly isolating Cang Ling from the door.
I'm so mad at her!
She returned to her room and sat down sullenly, looking annoyed.
Such a scoundrel Cangling, she really can't figure out how to deal with it.
It's the same as kraft candy, it sticks up from time to time, and you can't shake it off!
She's still angry, okay?
Zhixi poured a glass of water, poured a sip of tea, and as soon as he stopped, his head couldn't help but think of Cangling's appearance.
Scoundrel scoundrel, scoundrel rogue scoundrel!
Zhixi shook his head, and he couldn't shake it off.
Can't he be normal?
Zhixi was irritable inside, she climbed into bed, pulled up the quilt, covered her head, and went to sleep!
In the middle of the moon, outside the door at this time, Cangling was still standing.
He looked at the closed door, a sly smile on his lips.
The night was long, and he didn't sleep well at all, and when he closed his eyes, he was Cangling.
I didn't do this a while ago, so why can't I get rid of it tonight?
I slept until dawn and got up, my thoughts still a little dazed.
She sat down at the dresser, quietly looking at herself in the mirror, she took a deep breath and collected her mood.
When she pushed open the door and walked out, Qingli was already in the yard preparing snacks and waiting for her to get up as usual.
Seeing Zhixi coming over, Qingli looked at her worriedly.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep well last night? What happened? Is anyone bothering you again?"
Qingli suddenly became nervous, and Zhixi quickly shook his head.
"No, no, no one is looking for me. ”
"Then why don't you seem to have slept well?"
"Last night a mosquito flew into my room, buzzing and making me so noisy that I couldn't sleep all night. ”
Zhi Xi looked annoyed and helpless.
"As soon as I closed my eyes, I buzzed, didn't stop, buzz..."
Qingli was stunned for a moment, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"In the Ethereal God Sect, how can there be mosquitoes? ”
“......”
Zhi Xi sighed helplessly: "I don't know, it may be an illusion." ”
After speaking, he picked up the pastry and ate it.
Qingli didn't look like she was in trouble, so she didn't continue to ask.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door.