One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Benson smiled awkwardly: "I came in a hurry, and I didn't find a suitable gift. I will definitely make it up for Her Royal Highness next time."

"It's okay, I support card swiping." Ling Qiong greeted Devil A, brought the card machine, and showed an attitude dedicated to ATMs, "You can swipe as you like, there is no upper limit."

Benson: "..."

Bei Manchen rested his hand on his forehead, turned his face slightly to one side, and tried his best to hold back a smile.

Sure enough, shameless, invincible in the world.

-

Benson came to check on his injuries today, and he was probably going to die of anger when Ling Qiong disturbed him like this.

Lingqiong waited for Benson to swipe the card, Benson's face turned blue and red, and finally, under Lingqiong's attentive and obedient gaze, he aggrieved and took out the card.

Today's main purpose is to find out the bottom of Beiman Chen.

There's no point in getting into a fight with this blood princess.

Benson was also generous, he didn't swipe it, and gave the card directly to Lingqiong, "The money in this card is my little care, I hope Her Royal Highness will not dislike it."

Ling Qiong praised him on the spot, with a sincere face, "You are such a good devil."

NPCs who give money are good boys.

Ben Good Devil Sen: "..."

Why are the vampires so shameless.

Lingqiong happily held the card, and saw that Benson was still sitting firmly on the mountain, leaning into Bei Manchen's arms, and asked softly, "Master Benson, are you still leaving?"

The little girl leaned on the young lord's shoulder, her eyes were clear and innocent, as if she was just curious, why didn't he leave.

Benson's heart choked up: "...I disturbed Her Royal Highness?"

"Yeah." Ling Qiong stretched out her hand to hug Bei Mangchen's neck, as if shy, "I want to whisper something to my brother, if you don't leave, what should I say? Can you go first?"

The little girl's voice was soft, she was clearly trying to drive him away, but it made her angry.

Bei Manchen wanted to stop her behavior, but he had already held her wrist, but in the end he didn't use any force, and just held it like that, with his slender fingers resting on the back of her hand.

From an outsider's point of view, their posture is extremely intimate.

Benson's eyebrows jumped wildly, as if he was here, disturbing their world of two.

Benson glanced at Bei Mangchen.

The young and handsome lord lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at the little princess in his arms, and he didn't intend to speak at all, as if he agreed with her way of driving away the guests.

The little princess pressed half of her body on him, and she didn't show the slightest discomfort. Her expression was as usual, and nothing unusual could be seen.

"I didn't expect Her Royal Highness and the Lord Princess to be so close." Benson smiled, got up and said, "I will not bother the Lord and Her Royal Highness today, and I will leave."

Wu Ning hurriedly sent Benson out.

In the living room, only Lingqiong and Beimanchen were left.

Ling Qiong lay in Bei Mangchen's arms, thinking that she could go whoring for nothing for a while.

Bei Manchen let go of her wrist, and said mercilessly, "Get up, it's pressing on my wound."

Ling Qiong sighed inwardly, and let go of the cub.

Happiness is short-lived.

Bei Manchen raised his hand to press the wound on his abdomen, "Did you do it on purpose just now?"

"Otherwise, why would he leave?" Ling Qiong poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, as if thinking of Bei Mangchen, and handed it to him: "Drink?"

"Your Highness, we don't need to be so tight." No need to drink a glass of water.

Lingqiong let out an 'oh', held it in her hands, and took a few sips.

Bei Manchen stared at her profile, his eyes flickering, "Why are you targeting him?"

She should not know Benson.

Haven't even met.

From the moment she came in, she was clearly targeting Benson.

Lingqiong tilted her head: "Didn't he instruct the devil to tie me up? Why can't we target him?"

"Where did you know that?" She never asked him, nor did he tell her that it was Benson who was behind the kidnapping.

The little girl pursed her lips and blew, "I heard you."

"listen?"

Ling Qiong looked outside the living room.

Demon A was still waiting outside, Bei Mangchen saw it at a glance, and knew it in his heart.

He didn't keep this matter a secret, especially since the demon A, B, and C were responsible for protecting Lingqiong, so they would naturally know about it.

Ling Qiong: "What is he doing here today?"

It must not be so kind, to give her money.

Bei Mangchen tapped lightly with his hand resting on his abdomen, "See if I'm seriously injured."

Lingqiong was stunned, "So your injury was caused by him?"

The bastard dared to touch her son!

Dad, who spends money, is reluctant to touch it!

Bei Mangchen didn't say anything.

Ling Qiong was sensible and didn't ask any further questions, she put down the cup in her hand: "Do you think I helped brother and drove him away just now?"

Bei Mangchen didn't want to see Benson very much, but he had to.

Ling Qiong did him a favor by sending Benson away.

"Forget it."

"Then does the lord want to reward me?" Ling Qiong said excitedly, without waiting for Bei Mangchen to nod, she said directly: "I want the lord to reward me for a five-minute kiss."

Bei Mangchen pushed away the head that came closer: "Your Highness the Princess respects herself." Can this be mentioned casually?

Ling Qiong: "..." Respect yourself with a hammer! Isn't this just an unscrupulous little game? Self-respect what to do! !

Bei Mangchen: "Kissing is only allowed if we like each other, we are not suitable."

Ling Qiong immediately said: "I like the lord."

"..."

Bei Mangchen was suddenly confessed, his breathing was slightly stagnant, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

You put it so casually... Who are you kidding?

[Kiss, do you want to draw a card? Not to mention five minutes, half an hour is not a problem, even more exciting is fine~]

Lingqiong: ...

Shining knows that Lingqiong has savings at this time, so she spares no effort to seduce her.

Ling Qiong felt that she was a mature player, how could she be tempted by such a little welfare casually.

- she will! -

Bei Manchen saw that the little girl suddenly stopped talking, and lowered her head, looking disappointed, and reflected a little, whether she refused too much.

After reflecting on it, Bei Manchen felt that he was not too much.

How can it be so straightforward, let me kiss her?

What's their relationship?

Why should you kiss her!

Bei Manchen saw that Ling Qiong was getting more and more depressed, and his heart became a little dull, and his lips squirmed slightly.

Before she could say anything, Ling Qiong suddenly raised her head and asked tremblingly: "Can the lord really...can't kiss me? I just...just like you and want...you to kiss me. Just this time...okay good."

Those eyes were indescribably beautiful, but at this moment they were vaguely foggy, making it impossible to say no to them.

It seems that to reject her is to hurt her and make her cry...

Bei Mangchen felt his throat inexplicably dry, and his eyes fell on the little princess's lips, like cherry blossoms in the morning dew, waiting for him to pick them.

The thoughts in Bei Manchen's mind were slightly empty, his body seemed to be out of control, and he slowly lowered his head, covering it with softness.

-

The door of the living room was not closed, Demon A was holding the sandalwood box and stood outside with his head bowed, not daring to look inside.

Wu Ning sent Benson away and came back in a hurry. Seeing Demon A still standing outside, she subconsciously asked him, "Is the lord still inside?"

Devil A: "Yes."

Wu Ning was about to go inside, but Devil A hurriedly stopped her: "That... let's go in later."

Wu Ning was surprised: "Why? The lord won't let you in?"

"No..." The lord didn't say he wouldn't let him in. Devil A pulled Wu Ning, twitching, "It's... that... it's inconvenient."

"???"

Wu Ning looked into the living room, Demon A wanted to stop her. It's a pity that the door is open, and the devil A can't stop it.