cold wife

Chapter 239 The wedding on the date (1)
Compared to her enthusiasm, Leng Qing just glanced at her indifferently, and said in a cold tone, "What are you doing here?"

The beauty smiled brighter than flowers, and walked up, trying to hold his arm, but was stared away by Leng Qing. She curled her lips, muttered something, then smiled and raised her head and said: "You After staying in Kyoto for so long, how is he doing?"

Speaking of this, her little face blushed in a timely manner, with a shy look on her face.

"Who?" Leng Qing turned away from her and walked towards the door.

The beauty followed behind for a moment, then kicked her feet in dissatisfaction, and muttered softly: "Qing, why are you still so annoying, you clearly know who they are talking about."

"Leng Jialing." Leng Qing suddenly called out in a cold voice.

"Ah?" The beauty responded subconsciously.

"If you don't like to call me brother, then call me Young Master Leng, you didn't call me Qing!"

Leng Jialing rolled her eyes in disdain, but soon recovered her cute posture, and sneaked behind Leng Qing who was opening the door, wanting to follow in together.

It's just that her hands and feet were as fast as Leng Qing's. Leng Qing quickly closed the door with his backhand. Leng Jialing yelled outside, hammering on the door with her little hand: "Brother, open the door."

Hearing the knock on the door, Leng Qing turned cold, and looked at the little person on the bed. Sure enough, Ai Baoer moved on the bed, and then half-propped up.

He opened the door with a livid face. Leng Jialing outside the door didn't expect the door to open suddenly, and the man's face was still so smelly, she couldn't help being startled.

Although Leng Qing has always been a cold-blooded person, she is still good to her cousin, especially when the two of them were locked together for training when they were young. Even if their attitudes are cold, she knows that her brother is actually a good person. .

So since she was a child, she thought she had a good relationship with him.

Now suddenly seeing his murderous face, he couldn't help being startled, touched his nose involuntarily, grinned, smirked, hoping to laugh the man away.

However, it was obviously unsuccessful, because the man's face was still terrifying, she blinked weirdly, turned her head to look at the people in the room, and then slipped in quickly, her speed was comparable to that of a loach.

Once inside, she saw Ai Baoer on the bed, and she screamed again.

Leng Qing clenched his fists, wishing he could throw this noisy bag out of the window.

Leng Jialing screamed and looked at Ai Bao'er, and muttered: "Brother, there is a woman in your room, there is a woman!" While muttering, she leaned forward, trying to see clearly.

Leng Qing directly picked up her back collar and walked towards the door.

Leng Jialing was pulling on the edge of the bed, her legs were in a stride, she refused to move, she yelled at Ai Baoer: "Sister-in-law, save me, save me..."

Miraculously, when Leng Qing heard this sentence, he let go.

Throwing the things in his hands to the ground, he gave her a cold look, then walked to the other side, walked beside the bed, touched Ai Baoer's small face, and asked gently: "Baby, what's wrong? "

Ai Baoer didn't answer him, but just looked ahead with her eyes open.

Leng Jialing was thrown away abruptly by Leng Qing, almost squatting on the ground, she barely stabilized her body, looked at Ai Bao'er suspiciously, waved her small hand in front of her, and frowned suspiciously.

Leng Qing glared at her fiercely, and Leng Jialing withdrew her hand resentfully.

She straightened her clothes, smiled and said to Ai Baoer: "Hello, my name is Leng Jialing, and I'm his cousin."

Ai Bao'er just smiled and didn't speak, her small face was a little pale due to jet lag, and she lay dying in Leng Qing's arms. Leng Qing touched her small face, feeling extremely distressed.

(End of this chapter)