Chapter 716 What a Flower of Interpreting Language
In Xinmeng's view, if the Seventh Prince wants to regard Ruxian as Lin Xian'er's substitute and put his feelings on Ruxian, it must be flawless and flawless.

But Xiao Lang didn't think so.

He thought for a moment, and said: "A substitute, no matter how much like the real master, is still just a substitute, and it is impossible to replace the real master. Instead of trying to turn her into a woman exactly like the real master, it is better to let her become more beautiful than the real master. The Lord is better, more considerate, more understanding, and more attractive, making her an existence that is both like the Lord and not like the Lord."

Xinmeng thoughtfully: "You mean to make Ruxian his spiritual sustenance."

"That's right!" Xiao Lang smiled lightly, "Think about it, one is a woman he can no longer touch, and the other is Xie Yuhua who can really be embraced in his arms and do whatever he wants, plus there are two different women in the mansion. He's wives and concubines are all pregnant, besides going to Queqiao Fairy to find his Xie Yuhua, who is drunk to relieve his worries, does he have any other choice?"

What a flower of interpretation!

At this point, Xinmeng understood Xiao Lang's intention for bringing her here today.

"How are you!" Xinmeng suddenly said.

Behind Yan Qing, the blue veins on his forehead couldn't help but twitch, and forced himself to hold himself back.

Xiao Lang didn't want to, but laughed out loud, looked at Xin Meng's serious and pretty face with some accusations, and said: "Yan Qing, Song Chun, and Miss Ruxian, you all step back."

Ruxian downstairs gave a blessing upon hearing the words, picked up Yaoqin and retreated.

Yan Qing turned around blankly and left. After taking a step and seeing Song Chun motionless, she quickly grabbed her arm and forcibly took her out.

Seeing Yan Qing's rude behavior from the corner of the eye, Xin Meng couldn't help protesting, "Oh, tell Yan Qing to be gentle with Song Chun."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the box closed.

Xinmeng frowned slightly, thinking, Songchun must not fight Yan Qing.

"Don't worry, Yan Qing is used to showing people a cold face, but his heart is warm. He won't do anything to Song Chun." Xiao Lang said indifferently.

"You are stingy!" Xin Meng accused him.

"Oh, why did Mengmeng say that?" Xiao Lang leaned back in the chair and asked leisurely.

"Isn't it?" With no one else present, Xin Meng pursed her lips, showing the posture of a little girl, and reached out her hand to touch Xiao Lang's heart, "Here, you are so small! I just said, 'You are so bad. ’, you sent other people away, are you afraid that people will see you retaliate against me and bully me?”

As he spoke, he poked his heart twice more angrily.

Grabbing her fair white fingers, he raised them up to his lips and kissed her. Xiao Lang narrowed his sparkling peach eyes and asked meaningfully: "How can I bully you, Mengmeng?"

"Of course it is..." The voice stopped abruptly, and Xinmeng realized in an instant that the word "bullying" has another interpretation besides the literal meaning!
Seeing Xiao Lang's smirk, she blushed with embarrassment, turned away from looking at him, and muttered in a low voice: "Dengtuzi!"

Seeing her blushing face, Xiao Lang was very happy. He pulled her up and let her sit sideways on his lap, with a pair of strong iron arms around her waist, not allowing her to escape.

Qingli's face was blushing, showing a shy look, even if Xinmeng deliberately ignored Xiao Lang with a straight face, it could not intimidate him at all, but it made him feel very interesting and cute.

"Dream..."

(End of this chapter)

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