One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Ling Qiong was injured and sent someone to reject Yu Gaoyang's invitation to dinner tonight.

Yu Gaoyang didn't say anything, but asked someone to bring her some delicacies.

At night, Ling Qiong received a message that there was news from Mr. Li.

For this kind of thing, Lingqiong still has to go by herself.

So when Master Li saw her head wrapped in gauze and appeared in front of him, he was a little shocked.

Master Li, who was lying on the bed pretending to be poisoned, was refreshed and blurted out, "Did your father beat you?"

Ling Qiong: "..."

Master Li vetoed himself after finishing speaking, "Impossible, doesn't he love you the most?"

Ling Qiong: "..."

Dad was bitter, but Dad didn't say anything.

Ling Qiong squeezed out a false smile and reminded Master Li: "Master Li, let's talk about business."

Master Li looked at her head suspiciously several times, and finally took it back reluctantly, and asked someone to escort a person up.

"Just catch him and he won't say anything."

The man was about twenty-seven or eighty-eight, with an ordinary appearance, and he was unrecognizable in a crowd.

At this time, their hands and feet were bound and their mouths were gagged, so they could only stare at them with angry eyes.

Ling Qiong walked around the man with her little hands behind her back, her eyes seemed to be looking at the goods, "Does Master Li know him?"

Master Li: "If I knew him, what else would I ask you to do?"

She said before that if someone is caught and no news can be obtained, she will be called over again.

Now he just can't ask anything.

This man met the spies of his house, was caught straight, and the stolen goods were taken.

But he insisted that no one ordered.

Ling Qiong stood in front of the man, squatted down with her skirt in her hands, and looked at the man face to face.

Under the man's angry eyes, she curled her lips and smiled slightly, "Let's have a chat."

The man stared at her and expressed his thoughts with his eyes: Who wants to talk to you!

Lingqiong folded her hands on her knees, her appearance was indescribably docile and docile: "You look at me like that, I'm really scared."

man:"……"

Ling Qiong smiled at him and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be nervous, you want to talk in a while."

man:"???"

He wants to talk shit! -

"Miss."

Leaping scales, fart and fart to meet them.

Holding a piece of paper, Ling Qiong walked out thoughtfully.

Yuelin asked cautiously: "Miss, what happened?"

Ling Qiong handed him the paper in her hand.

"Song Qinan?" Yue Lin was surprised: "Why is it him?"

Ling Qiong echoed: "Yes, why is it him?"

Song Qinan, the male protagonist of this dungeon, is the eldest son of the general's mansion of Zhen Guo.

The Song family has made great contributions, and was specially appointed by the first emperor to be the general of the country.

It's a pity that since the death of Mr. Song, General Zhen Guo's mansion has gradually gone downhill.

And Song Qinan was the only boy in the Zhen Guo General's Mansion. He grew up in the army and gained a firm foothold in the army with his strength.

Song Qinan made the current emperor see hope, and called him back, intending to let him compete with Yu Gaoyang's sub-office, and it is best to find an opportunity to eradicate Yu Gaoyang's party.

...Now the plot has not reached the timeline when the original owner captured the male lead, the male lead shouldn't attack Yu's mansion at this time.

Yuelin was puzzled: "Song Qinan is having a hard time, why does he still have the energy to do these things..."

Song Qinan, who lost the help of the heroine, was really sad during this time.

but……

At any rate, he is the male protagonist, and with the halo of the protagonist, he has some strength no matter what.

It's not entirely impossible.

But Ling Qiong still felt a little strange, she calculated the time secretly, it was almost in the past few days that the male lead was caught by the original owner.

Ling Qiong took back the paper with the hero's name on it, and stuffed it into his sleeve: "Go and ask Fatty Lu if you got what I wanted."

"yes."

-

Bo Xuerao had already fallen asleep, and the maid beside Lingqiong came to call him in a hurry and asked him to serve in Chonghuan Pavilion.

"It's so late, why does Miss want me to serve?" Bo Xuerao followed the maidservant to Chonghuan Pavilion, and asked on the way.

The maid shook her head: "Miss' thoughts, how can we guess."

Doesn't the eldest lady just want to come out as soon as she wants to come out.

You can toss whoever you want.

Bad luck.

Of course, the maid did not dare to say these words, so she led Bo Xue around outside Ling Qiong's room and opened the door for him.

"My lord, please."

Bo Xuerao only came to Chonghuan Pavilion during the day, and this was the first time she came in at night.

The night in Chonghuan Pavilion is much brighter than other courtyards.

This place is not as gloomy as the Sleepless House, but more of a warm feeling.

Bo Xuerao raised his foot to enter the door. As soon as he entered, the door behind was closed.

"..."

Ling Qiong's room is very large, and there are many rare treasures on display. People who don't know it will think that they have entered some kind of treasure pavilion.

Bo Xue glanced around and didn't see anyone, so she said, "Miss."

Standing behind a screen not far away, poked his head out, "You're here."

The little girl's head was still wrapped with gauze, her dark eyes were as agile and sly as a small animal, and her smile was bright.

Bo Xuerao lowered her eyes, "Why did Miss call me?"

"I'm fine, can't I call you?" Ling Qiong came out from behind the screen, pouted, showing her displeasure on her face.

"It's getting late, men and women are different."

The little girl snorted, "I don't mind."

"..."

Ling Qiong walked in, Bo Xueyuan stood still, she turned her head, "Follow me, do you still want me to invite you?"

Bo Xuezhuo: "..."

Inside is the living room, where the girl's things are placed, and the room is full of fragrance.

Bo Xuerao didn't dare to look around and kept her head down.

"Change my clothes."

The little girl opened her hand and commanded him confidently.

Bo Xue's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously refused: "Miss, this..."

He was cut off by Ling Qiong before he finished speaking, "You can promise me before that you will do what I say."

Bo Xuezhuo: "..."

"How long has it been? Are you going to regret it?"

Bo Xuezhuo: "..."

She doesn't mind just changing clothes, how can she be at a disadvantage as a big man!

Thinking of this, Bo Xuerao calmly stepped forward.

However, when she really stood in front of her, Bo Xuerao felt a little fading away.

"Hurry up." Ling Qiong was impatient, "Hands are sore."

Bo Xuezuo took a deep breath, walked around behind her, and took off the outermost gauze and coat for her first.

The middle coat has a belt, and the thin snow can only be wrapped around the front, and the head is lowered to untie it.

The girl's belt was exquisitely made, not the same as the man's, and Bo Xue couldn't untie it after trying for a long time. The faint fragrance from the tip of his nose made his forehead gradually ooze with cold sweat.

"Why don't you even know this." Ling Qiong pressed his hand, "I'll teach you."

The little girl's hand was a little hot, covering the back of his hand, like a fire source, burning all the way to his heart.

Bo Xueyuan subconsciously wanted to shake it off.

Unexpectedly, before he moved, Ling Qiong had already easily untied the belt with his hand, and the heat source on the back of his hand disappeared in an instant.

"It's just solved, why are you so stupid."

"..."

He is not a woman, wouldn't it be strange?

Bo Xue rubbed off the heat on the back of her hands, fixed her gaze and helped her take off her underwear, and waited for her to change.