One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Bei Mangchen continued to walk inside, Lingqiong held back for a few seconds, and followed up again, before she made a sound, Bei Mangchen asked first: "I'm curious, where did Her Royal Highness suddenly get the 200,000 yuan?"

"Show art." Ling Qiong said casually, "What else can I do?"

Bei Mang Chen: "..."

Busking? What art do you sell?

Bei Mang Chen swept her from the beginning to the end from the corner of his eye, as if to determine what talent she had.

"Can't I pay back my money?" Ling Qiong asked, "The blood clan owes it, why should I pay it back?"

Bei Manchen withdrew his gaze, pulled down the corners of his lips, and smiled lazily, "You are a blood princess, why do you say so?"

"The princesses of the blood clan are responsible for spending money." Luo Huixue and the money owed by the blood clan have nothing to do with Ling Qiong!

Bei Mang Chen: "..."

Are you quite reasonable?

Of course, Bei Manchen would not agree to return the money to her, Ling Qiong followed him all the way in, chattering for a long time, without any progress.

Bei Manchen shut her out of the room without mercy.

Lingqiong who was rejected by the door: "..."

OK!

You are amazing now, when you are unlucky, see if Dad will give you krypton gold!

Ling Qiong was so angry that her cheeks swelled into puffer fish, she was so angry that she kicked the door of the room.

After Bei Mangchen heard the door knock, there was no movement outside. He waited for a while, then opened the door to look, but there was no one outside.

Bei Manchen snorted slightly, and asked someone to ask her where the money came from.

After listening to the subordinate's report, Bei Mangchen fell into a momentary daze. What did she mean by chatting?

"Tell me carefully."

"yes."

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the next day.

Ling Qiong woke up after nine o'clock, came out and saw Bei Mangchen in the yard, she stood blankly for a few seconds, drifted past like a wandering spirit, and sat directly opposite Bei Mangchen without saying hello.

Bei Manchen slightly raised his eyelids to look at her, his voice was lazily, "Your Highness, are you blood races so rude?"

Ling Qiong was in a bad mood, and said angrily, "I haven't learned it before."

The tone is called a righteous one, with a posture of "what can you do against me".

The little girl on the opposite side raised her chin again and asked him, "Does the lord want to teach me?"

Bei Manchen lowered his eyes and said casually, "I hope Her Royal Highness will remember that this place is no longer a blood race."

"So what, you can still kill me?" Ling Qiong, who was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, broke the jar, "I'm hungry."

Bei Mangchen was overjoyed, "The blood race doesn't have time to care about you nowadays, even if you really die here, who do you think will avenge you?"

Ling Qiong stretched out her neck, and tapped her fair neck with her fingertips, "You kill me."

Bei Mangchen narrowed his eyes: "His Royal Highness thinks I dare not?"

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes secretly: "I didn't say that, didn't I ask you to kill me?" After speaking, she stretched her neck forward very cooperatively.

The little girl was wearing a pale pink bear nightdress with a small neckline, but her movements at this time drove the collar, revealing a large area of ​​fair skin under her neck.

The skin was so white that the blood vessels under the skin could be seen.

The air in the yard suddenly froze.

The towering trees covered the sky and the sun, and the tiny light and shadow fell between the two of them, shaking gently with the wind.

There are delicate petals swirling and falling, but they are broken into fine powder by invisible force.

Ling Qiong felt a little sharp wind blowing by her side, but that feeling disappeared soon.

"Lord, you have a phone." Wu Ning came out with her phone, breaking the weird atmosphere.

Bei Manchen looked away, and took the phone to answer the call.

Seeing Bei Mangchen go away, Wu Ning hurried to Ling Qiong's side, "Your Highness, why did you make the lord angry?"

"I don't know what's wrong with your lord." Lingqiong spread her hands innocently, and when she changed her voice, her face was full of cute smiles: "Sister, I'm hungry."

The little girl just got up, her face was a little flushed, her hair was messy and unmanaged, and a few strands were still curled up, no matter how she looked, she was cute.

Wu Ning shook her head slightly, and said softly, "Wait a moment."

When Bei Manchen came back from answering the phone, Ling Qiong had already drank the 'breakfast' in her arms, her eyes were clear and lively, and her cheeks were bulging.

The breakfast is served in a milk carton, but the advertisement on it is nothing to hide.

"Your Highness the Princess will eat this?" Bei Mangchen didn't hide the disgust in his tone.

Ling Qiong stabbed back, "Otherwise, what will the lord give me to eat? Someone? Do you have any?"

"..." Bei Manchen sat down, with a half-smile: "His Royal Highness wants to eat, and I can get it for you."

Suspicious, Lingqiong shrank back holding the milk carton, and said vigilantly, "What conspiracy do you have?"

Bei Manchen: "It's my responsibility to take care of you, what kind of conspiracy can I have?"

Ling Qiong didn't believe this nonsense at all: "Then who knows, maybe you are going to betray me?"

She thinks this cub can do it all!

It's so irritating!

The sense of experience is beyond the Milky Way.

Bei Manchen sneered, maybe because he felt it was inappropriate, and tried to hold back the laughter: "How much does Your Highness think I am worth now?"

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes around, and her voice set her worth in a crisp voice: "Hundreds of billions."

The negative is also money!

Bei Mangchen didn't expect Ling Qiong to be so shameless, "Let's take it."

Ling Qiong: "..."

Just you know!

Why is the brat so annoying.

Ling Qiong babbled for breakfast with the milk box in her hand, and ignored Bei Mangchen.

Bei Mangchen didn't stay for long, a demon came to talk to him, and he left the yard soon.

Ling Qiong hangs her head down in the yard for half an hour, and finally walks out slowly.

Just in time for Bei Mangchen to go out at the gate, Ling Qiong raised her eyebrows slightly, and got into the back seat before Bei Mangchen.

Ling Qiong moved so fast that Bei Mangchen didn't even have time to react, she was already seated inside.

With his hands folded in front of him, he sat upright and well-behaved.

Bei Manchen put on a very careless smirk, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Ling Qiong glanced at him, her tone soft but firm, "I want to go out, the lord will give me a ride."

Bei Mang Chen: "..."

Are you really welcome?

"Come down."

"I don't." Ling Qiong put on the seat belt directly, "Isn't it just a ride, the lord doesn't have to be so stingy, right?"

The original owner is a princess of the blood clan, and in the blood clan, after all, she is also the master of the blood clan.

Facing the demon lord, even if she is not as powerful, she may not be too scared.

That's why he didn't want to 'look after' her.

It's just making trouble for yourself.

Bei Manchen waved his hand and let the demon servant drag her down.

Where is the devil servant Ling Qiong's opponent?

"Lord, time is running out." The demon servant reminded Bei Mangchen.

Bei Mangchen pulled off his tie, let the demon servant back down, and bent down to get into the car.

Ling Qiong tilted her head and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows.

Bei Manchen was in a complicated mood, and turned his head to look out the car window.