The wolf girl is also black

Chapter 152 Greeting the Babies (3)
Hehe, what made her flustered the most was what happened in the hotel that time.He was drugged and delirious, but he threw himself into the cold bathtub mercilessly, to wake himself up, just to ask himself if he would like it.

What was the look in his eyes at that time, oh, yes, it was serious, stubborn, and there were some things he couldn't understand. In the end, she somehow agreed.In fact, she was fully capable of leaving his room at that time, but she knew that the medicine she was taking had to find a man.

She felt disgusted at the thought of finding another man. What did she think at that time?If she had to have that kind of relationship with a man, she would rather that man be from Weishengyue.

Hehe, she is really stupid. If she doesn't like him at all, why would she just let him touch her?

Every time they met, they didn't communicate much, but every time he could see his unknown side, the cruel and ruthless one, the silly and cute one, the shy and blushing one, which made him understand him more deeply.

She didn't know how he developed such an unsmiling character that he couldn't even smile at the very least.But she knew that although this person was shrewd, he really didn't understand anything in life.He doesn't know the ways of the world, how to get along with people, and how to chat.

Today I saw a new side of him again, Qinghe looked at the person lying on her lap tenderly.Porcelain-like hands stretch the hair in front of his eyes like it is behind his ears.What did he go through to develop such a character, what is going on with being so mad and losing his mind today.

His desolation and loneliness, as well as his unfocused and blank eyes, made her feel sad.This person is still a child under 20 years old, but his aura and everything he does make people completely ignore his age.

Looking at his sleepy eyes, so beautiful and pure, and stroking the contours of his face with his hands, Qinghe suddenly burst out laughing.

He murmured softly: "You lied to me so hard, you already know who I am, so you were sober back then. I thought you didn't know anything, you didn't plan to expose me, and you didn't look for Zhao again. Uncle, are they trying to repay my life-saving grace?"

The little boy who was obviously several years older than him was so thin and thin, and he couldn't even wear his clothes by himself.It's you, you're not fat now, you're just more beautiful and more enchanting than when you were a child, that's why she didn't recognize you.

Overlaying the face that was in a coma back then and the face that is sleeping soundly now, they are almost exactly the same, except that they have grown up, and the outline is still the same.She finally understood why she often felt familiar with him, that's why.

The phone rang, interrupting Qinghe's memories.

Glancing at the monstrous face, he suddenly frowned, disturbing him.Qinghe answered the call quickly, without even having time to see who was calling.

"Qinghe, I'll set off to find you in a while, let's meet at the airport directly."

Qinghe was taken aback, lowered his voice and whispered: "Uncle Zhao, what do you want me for?" Why did they meet at the airport.

This time it was Zhao Wen's turn to be stunned: "Didn't you agree to go to the auction? It's tomorrow, we have to leave in the afternoon, get there around midnight, rest there for the night, and go directly in the morning, I am not the invitation card I showed it to you. My eldest lady, you will not forget it."

The corner of Qinghe's mouth twitched, not only forgot, she even forgot about this matter.That's right, she agreed to ask for leave when the time comes, and she will go with her.

Qinghe smiled awkwardly; "Hehe, that, Uncle Zhao, why don't you go by yourself, or find someone from the company to go with you, I won't go."

Zhao Wen's voice over there couldn't help raising his voice: "Aren't you going? The auction in North Africa is an on-site interpretation of stones. It's not that you want to go because you heard that there is a king of jade who has good things."

Qinghe pursed her lips, looked down at him, stretched out her hand to smooth his frowning brows, saw his unfurled eyebrows, defenseless, Qinghe smiled knowingly.

"I have something to do now and I won't go, Uncle Zhao, you go, I'll hang up."

Without giving the person over there a chance to speak, Qinghe hung up the phone, breathed a sigh of regret, and whispered in a low voice: "My king of jade." She didn't want good jade because of Mei Yuxuan, but Because of my stagnant spiritual power.

Now, Weisheng Yueren is like this, she hasn't figured out what's going on with him yet, so don't worry about it.Moreover, she just got an antique, and the spiritual power on it is also pure and majestic, which is enough for her to absorb for a while.

The main purpose of going this time is to see if there are any rare gadgets to help me cultivate, so I have to let it go for now, let's talk about it later when I have a chance.Although it is a pity, I heard that the scene is very big and there are many good things, but if there is a loss, there will be a gain, and if there is a gain, there will be a loss. She still has this kind of tolerance. Otherwise, if her heart is too small, her cultivation will not improve even more. The day is over, and the cultivation career will come to an end.

The most taboo thing in cultivation is impetuousness, and the emphasis is on open-mindedness and casualness. If it is too serious, then the gain is not worth the loss.

Qinghe, who was concentrating on her own thoughts, didn't see Weisheng Yueren's tiny trembling eyelashes.

Because she had thought through a lot of things, Qinghe closed her eyes in relief and leaned back.

Unknowingly fell asleep, the afternoon sun was warm but not hot, and covered the two of them with golden coats.

Qinghe was awakened by the feeling of pressure on her legs, and rubbed her eyes sleepily.Shui Lingling's eyes blinked twice in confusion, looked left and right, and saw a house that looked like a typhoon passing through, Qinghe woke up instantly, thought of what happened before, and lowered her head to the person who made trouble on her lap.

It was rare for Weisheng Yueren to sleep soundly and comfortably, and he had just woken up not long ago.

I picked up the person who was sitting and sleeping, let her lie flat on the sofa, felt her already stiff legs, and then quickly massaged her, worrying that she would feel uncomfortable and unable to move after a while.

Unexpectedly, she woke up not long after pressing it.

Being caught straight, Weisheng Yueren coughed twice in embarrassment, and his ears turned red quietly.

"That, thank you."

Originally, because Qinghe had figured out her own thoughts, she was still a little uncomfortable facing him, but when she saw his embarrassing appearance, she suddenly relaxed.

She raised her eyebrows and teased him with a smile: "Thank me for what?"

Weisheng Yueren blinked his eyes, the cunning in his eyes flashed away, so fast that even Qinghe didn't catch it.

"Let me sleep on your lap." Weishengyueren bowed his head embarrassedly and said.

The corner of Qinghe's mouth twitched. He thought he was thanking himself for helping him calm down. Seeing how crazy he was at the time, he didn't thank her for such a big thing, but thanked her for such a small thing. This guy always misses the point Woolen cloth.

(End of this chapter)