Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

The person standing in front of Leng Nianqing is slightly surprised, but does not dare to think, Leng Nianqing will have noticed that he is coming in an instant.

It seems that his weight in her mind is still so important.

At the thought of this, dongfangming immediately opened his lips: "read clearly, I know you haven't forgotten me."

Or the gentle voice in my memory, even when I read it coldly, I can think that when Dongfang Ming said this sentence, it must be the slight rise of his lips.

As always, he was gentle as a jade, and he was banished as an immortal.

But, this appearance once had how joyful, now has how disgusted!

Leng Nianqing pursed her lips, but she was disgusted by what Dongfang Ming said. In an instant, Dongfang Ming had already untied the cloth on Leng Nianqing's eyes.

This time, cold read clearly see the East Ming.

Sure enough, it as like as two peas.

However, what Leng Nianqing and dongfangming think is the same. When they see him, they are very indifferent and hateful, even deeply disgusted and despised.

"Lord nine, don't mistake yourself. Why are you so scheming?"

Leng Nianqing gave a cold smile.

What people see in front of them is dongfangming. On the other hand, they saw Xuanwu at the bottom of the cliff. Leng Nianqing is sure that the person who chased them in front of them was also dongfangming.

It is absolutely impossible for Dongfang ming to do these things for her, and Dongfang Ming has wolf ambition from the beginning, that is to say.

Dongfang Ming wants to stir up the relationship between Xiling and yuechu. Leng Nianqing naturally won't let Dongfang Ming get everything he wants.

Because she came back this time to destroy everything that dongfangming had.

Since it's expediting, Dongfang Ming must not be satisfied.

"For you, Nianqing, I haven't seen you for eight years. They all say you're dead, but I don't believe it. I don't want to believe the fact that you're dead... "Dongfang Ming clasps Leng Nianqing's shoulder and smiles at Leng Nianqing with joy. However, before touching Leng Nianqing with his hands, Leng Nianqing slaps them away.

Leng Nianqing chuckled: "Ninth Lord, have you lost your mind? Which of your eyes sees me is Leng Nianqing. Do I look similar to her? If you want to rob your nephew, just say, why give yourself such a high sounding excuse? Besides, such an excuse is not funny at all. It's not true at all. Do you know? "

When there is a chance, what Leng Nianqing wants is to satirize dongfangming. She won't make dongfangming any better.

"I know you are Leng Nianqing. If you are not, Baili Ciyun can't be with you for so many years. What's more, even Nangong Beibei, your mother, believes that you are not dead. They all come to Xiling to find you. Do you think Leng Nianqing is dead? "

"What did you say?"

Leng Nianqing's mood is out of control.

She grabbed Dongfang Ming's wrist and walked towards him hysterically.

Her mother Nangong Beibei?

For many years, no one had seen her, and even the news of her death had not been sent back to the bamboo house. All along, Leng Nianqing remembered Nangong Beibei, her beautiful and gentle mother.

Always reasonable, always told her that their own things to do, fate is not easy to rewrite.

Even if the fate is rewritten, some things still have to be faced by themselves. These things are facts that can never be changed.

Leng Nianqing knows that when she leaves the bamboo house, Nangong Beibei and Lengfeng know it, but they just don't make it clear.

I also believe that children have their own way to go when they are old, so I haven't said much.

What's more, if she is tired in the outside world, she will definitely come back by herself. Therefore, Leng Nianqing always knows these things.

But the problem is, because of dongfangming, all the hearts are concerned and don't want to leave.

And dongfangming once promised that she would always be good to her, but what happened?

It's my own tragic death!!

At the same time, she is also sorry for the children in her stomach and the parents who gave birth to her.

During the time of rebirth, I had a chance to go back to the bamboo house. Just as Bai liciyun said, everything can be back to the bamboo house to start all over again.

Because everything is starting over.

But she refused to listen, and was still determined to go her own way. Even now, she heard her parents' things from dongfangming's mouth.

Her parents didn't believe that she was dead. They came to Xiling to find her. Leng Nianqing didn't worry about dongfangming. He was cheating her.

For many years, her parents worried about her whereabouts and came to Xiling to find her, which is also inevitable.

But at the same time, Leng Nianqing had already realized that whether it was true or not, it was Dongfang Ming's intention.

This is Dongfang Ming deliberately trying to set her words, and facts have proved that Dongfang Ming succeeded.

At the same time, Leng Nianqing is indirectly admitting that she is Leng Nianqing. Now she is just changing her identity to live again.

Heart, it is a severe pain, because of the past those painful price. As if there were ten thousand sharp knives in her heart.

And when she clenched the palm, she could clearly notice the chilling cold in her palm.

Hearing her rhetorical question, Dongfang Ming was undoubtedly happy, because Leng Nianqing was admitting it.

Thousands of affirmations are not as good as her recognition.

He loved her, looked for her for eight years, and also thought about her for eight years. Now it's better to hear a rhetorical question from her than anything else.

Without her painful life in those eight years, dongfangming no longer wanted to touch it.

Now that she is by his side, he naturally wants to leave her and can't let go.

Leng Nianqing didn't have much panic when she realized the conspiracy of dongfangming. On the contrary, she was very calm. With a smile on her lips, her voice was cold and clear: "even if I am, what can I do? What do you want to do when you get me here? Do you want to tell me that we can get together again? "

Leng Nianqing has died eight years ago, no one is ghosts, no one on the body is complete. She's alive, yes! But she is walking in the world with the identity of Qinghuan.

She is no longer cold, no longer

"Nianqing..."

Dongfang Ming's throat is a stem, and he calls Leng Nianqing's name in pain. Seeing another look of her now, what Dongfang Ming thinks of is the rainy night eight years ago.

Empty eyes, that pair of bones and the whole body does not have a complete skin.