Yue Ji

Chapter 239 Confession
Mr. Jingling held her hand tightly, he was not used to this kind of shopping, he walked a little fast, and his steps were a little too big.Sometimes it dragged Wei Luo staggeringly.

Wei Luo let him lead her. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the distant mountain peaks. Gradually, the emotions that had been aroused just now returned to calm.

Neither of them spoke.In the silence, just like this, following the flow of people, walking along with the happy and laughing young men and women.

In the silence, Young Master Jingling's voice came again in a low voice, "Son?"

Wei Luo looked up at him.

He turned his head and stared into Wei Luo's eyes, he just stared, stared straight.After a while, he sighed softly, "Son, why are we like this?"

Why?

When Wei Luo heard this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This expression of hers is very ugly, at least, it is not what the high-ranking son Jingling is used to.

But this time, he didn't frown, he stared straight at Wei Luo, her eyes, her expression, waiting for her answer.

Wei Luo turned his eyes slowly, staring at the young master Jingling with sea-like eyes, and suddenly smiled brightly at him, "Jingling, after you and I got married in the past, you sent me away in a blink of an eye. We met again on the battlefield, and you proposed to send me away again." Buy it back. Jingling, do you know that my heart, even though it is a woman's heart, really hurts, it hurts like a knife cuts a sword! You said it pleased me on the bed, and you said it like that Gentleness, but it turns out, but, it's just that!"

Her voice was very low, her tone was even gentle, and her smile was even brighter, but what she said was uttered word by word, light and floating.

For some reason, Young Master Jingling suddenly felt a big blockage in his chest.He turned his head and stared blankly ahead, without speaking for a long time.

After Wei Luo finished speaking, he turned his head away and ignored him.

After a while, the son Jingling's deep voice came, "Son..." He only uttered these two words, his voice was low and weak.

The two fell silent again.

In silence, the two followed the flow of people and walked forward slowly.

Young Master Jingling still held her hand tightly, holding her hand tightly, because Wei Luo's hand bones ached a little because of the tight grip.

At this moment, the two of them were in deep thought.Walking with his head down like this, he gradually came to the East Street.In front of them, a burst of laughing and giggling kept coming down the wind.

When the two of them turned a fork in the road, they saw five young girls holding hands and smilingly blocking the middle of the road ten steps ahead.

Wei Luo and the two walked a few steps, but they stopped them and couldn't get through.

Young Master Jingling kept walking, and glanced coldly.

It was just this glance, the two girls in the middle, who were leaning forward and backward with laughter, and their breasts were swaying, accidentally met his eyes, their faces turned pale instantly, and they involuntarily let go of their hands.

As soon as they let go of their hands, the crowd stopped by the girls rushed forward.

The girl on the far left is delicate and beautiful, she pouted while avoiding the flow of people, and annoyed at the two girls, "Why did you let go?"

The two girls were still pale, still in shock.One of the more courageous girls heard her companion's question, glanced at Wei Luo and the young master Jingling timidly, and stammered, "This, this Gongsun, is really impressive."

"Gongsun? Prestige?"

The delicate and beautiful girl on the far left was very curious when she heard this.As soon as she turned her head, she looked towards Wei Luo and Young Master Jing Ling.

The girl first glanced at Wei Luo indifferently, then turned to look at the young master Jingling.

Seeing this, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

At this time, the young master Jingling was not particularly outstanding in appearance.But he was in a gloomy mood, and his temperament naturally had a kind of intimidating power.The more the girl looked at her, the more her heart was pounding.

After watching, she lifted her footsteps and jumped towards Wei Luo and the two of them.

She jumped straight to Wei Luo's side, and after giving her a blessing, the girl blinked her slender eyes, stared at the young master Jingling affectionately, then turned to Wei Luo and said, "This sister, he is Your husband master? You are so majestic."

Wei Luo glanced at her and ignored her.

Seeing this, the girl pouted and complained sullenly to her: "Why is my sister so cold?"

Wei Luo didn't pay attention to it, and young master Jingling didn't pay any attention to it.The two held hands and strode forward.

As soon as the girl turned her head, she saw that the two had walked a few steps, and she hurriedly followed.Stretching out his hand to the sleeve of the young master Jingling, he called urgently: "Alang! The peach blossoms are blooming, and the grass is luxuriant. On such a beautiful day, Alang would like to play with his sister in the lake, like a bird in the water, and grow into the eternal night." joyous!"

The girl's voice was crisp and urgent, because the young master Jingling was walking fast, her steps were a little staggering.

As soon as her voice fell, the words "Eternal Night's Joy" made Wei Luo's chest tight.Wei Luo, who was walking in a hurry, stopped involuntarily and turned his head away.

As soon as she stopped, she dragged Young Master Jingling's footsteps to a halt.

The girl was very happy to see Wei Luo and the two stopped.She hastily rushed to Prince Jingling, blocked her with both hands, and said with a giggle, "Gongsun is majestic and majestic, and he is a man of integrity. My sister sees her heart, and I hope the marriage will last forever."

"May the knot last forever," then it's not a one-nighter.It's just that the girl's tone of voice was loose with a smile, and I don't know how serious it is.

Wei Luo sneered secretly when he heard this.

The young master Jing Ling who had been keeping a cold face raised his head. He stared at the girl who was smiling so beautifully, glanced at Wei Luo from the corner of his eyes, and said slowly, "You should ask my wife about such things."

The girl pouted when she heard the words, and shouted unhappily: "Here, Huan Ai Dun Lun, a man can make a decision with one word, how can he ask others?"

As soon as her voice fell, Young Master Jing Ling frowned and stared at her coldly.

There was a hint of impatience in this look.

The girl was startled.

She widened her eyes, covered her chest, and cried out in a crisp voice: "Ah Lang is so majestic, this look makes my heart feel like a rabbit."

Her cry was not so much surprise as surprise and satisfaction.

Amidst the shouts of joy, the girl jumped up and down in front of Wei Luo, tilted her head and looked at her twice, then stretched out her hand and pointed at Young Master Jingling, and said, "Sister, your husband is very kind." , I am very pleased to see it. May my sister tolerate it."

These words are really direct, very direct.

According to common sense, at this time, the girl should report her family background and dowry.

But the girl in front of her has a pretty good family background. From her point of view, although the young master Jingling seems to be a grandson, he probably belongs to a family that has declined.Therefore, there was a hint of pride in her tone.A kind of pride that she thinks she is quite good, and if she doesn't tell her her family background, others should be able to clearly feel it.

After the girl finished speaking, she raised her chin.Therefore, she didn't notice that the young master Jing Ling who was staring straight at Wei Luo's expression had a trace of disgust in his eyes.

Wei Luo raised his head and stared quietly at the girl in front of him.

She stared quietly, her eyes unscrupulously sized up.

The girl felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her. The girl who had always thought highly of herself and was a bit careless suddenly felt that the woman in front of her was a little majestic.

After Wei Luo stared straight at her, he slowly stretched out his right hand.

She reached out with her right hand and patted her arm gently!

This is the shot!
Suddenly, the girl's face turned pale!
Suddenly, she stretched out her hand to cover her stomach, and just as she covered her hand, a thunderous abdominal rumbling came, which could be heard by people on the left and right.

The girl let out a low cry, with a pale face, turned around, and hurriedly knelt down behind her.Wei Luo stared at her back, and said lightly: "Run faster, don't go to the bathroom on the street!"

As soon as her voice fell, the girl screamed in embarrassment, covered her stomach and bowed, and rushed into a dark alleyway.

Wei Luo's slap was the Meridian Liuzhu interception technique that the grand master used to restrain her when she was captured in Chu Ying.She studied day and night, and while learning to untie it, she also learned to use this meridian flow.

She patted the girl on the shoulder just now, and then used this hand, it can make the girl suddenly suffer from unbearable abdominal pain, almost having diarrhea in the street.

But this is only a short-term use of Qi.The girl now looks like she is suffering from abdominal pain, after all, it's just a fake, and she doesn't really have diarrhea.And in less than a quarter of an hour, the girl will return to normal.

At this time, a deep laughter sounded beside Wei Luo.

In a blink of an eye, an arm wrapped around her waist.Young Master Jingling put his arms around her, lowered his head, breathed on her neck, and said with a low smile, "Son, you're just a fool, why do you hate me so much?"

There was joy in his low laugh.

Wei Luo lowered his head.She pulled his arm away slowly. She didn't look at him, but just lowered her head like this, and said calmly and firmly: "Jingling, I still want to say, so what if I like you? My heart, it was cut into pieces. Whether it is broken into pieces or riddled with holes, there will be a day when it will reunite. I, Wei Luo, will never compete with any woman for your favor in this life!"

Her words were very, very firm, and there was no perfunctory in these words.

When Wei Luo said this, she turned her eyes and stared straight at Young Master Jingling.

She was waiting for him to be angry, waiting for him to walk away.

Young Master Jingling stared at her closely, closely.

His thin lips were pursed into a line, and a touch of anger overflowed from the peak of his brow.

As Wei Luo stared at him stubbornly, he slowly stretched out his hand, and slowly rubbed the center of his brow.After rubbing and pressing a few times, his tone was extremely gentle, "Son," his voice was hoarse, and he called softly, "Son, let's talk about this later, how about it?"

He let go of his hand, his eyes full of powerlessness.

He reached out to caress Wei Luo's mouth, he caressed her eyebrows, her eyes, and rested his rough fingers on her lips.He murmured: "Son, do you want to irritate me and have nothing to do with me again? Sister, after sending you away like that, I regret it...Son, this spring is so good. ...I just want to have you by my side..."

His voice was low, gentle, and coming continuously, like this spring breeze.

As Wei Luo listened, his throat tightened again.She turned her head away, unconsciously, her eyes were red.At this moment, a pair of arms wrapped around her slender waist.

Young Master Jingling stood on the street like this, holding her tightly in his arms, lowered his head, buried his face in her hair, and called out in a low voice, "Son, Kid..."

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It's the last few days, let's throw all the pink tickets to Yue Ji.Hee hee, let me be proud.

(End of this chapter)