How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 175 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (12)

   From Ma Junying's angle at this time, you can see that the two rows of thick and curled long eyelashes cast a small mottled shadow on the eyelids in the slightly slanted sunlight.

  She looks different from the first time Ma Junying saw her, it seems...a bit popular.

   Because...his sister.

  The man's deep and mellow voice came, "Ma Qing."

   Ma Qing replied with a smile, she took Wen Xien's arm, although Wen Xien's body was stiff, she still did not push the girl away.

   Because she was afraid that her sister would get angry.

  Ma Junying thought about it and knew that Wen Xien couldn't appear alone in such a crowded place. He looked around and saw Qiao Ling, who was quiet beside him.

  Ma Junying walked to Qiao Ling's side and asked, "Is that your brother?"

  Even if he already knew the relationship between the two of them, Ma Junying still wanted to hear the answer from Qiao Ling's mouth.

   Qiao Ling hummed, and there was no further text.

   "Is your brother..." Ma Junying didn't say what he said, but Qiao Ling already knew what he meant.

   A person like Ma Junying at the top of the upper class is someone Qiao Ling never dared to think of in her whole life.

  But God played a big joke on her, and made her have a relationship with this man that was not reasonable.

   She knew that Ma Junying was just on her whim, but a handsome and rich man like Ma Junying really wouldn't be tempted without that woman.

  Ma Junying suddenly cared about his younger brother, so Qiao Ling couldn't help but think about it.

   "This matter has nothing to do with you." Qiao Ling didn't want to have too much contact with Ma Junying.

   Ma Junying, who has never been disrespected by anyone, frowned unconsciously, her eyes darkened, her voice low, "Qiao Ling, be careful when you talk to me."

  Ma Junying is indeed a little interested in Qiao Ling, but this does not mean that this woman can shake his face in front of him. It can be used as a pleasure once or twice, but if there is too much, it will make him dissatisfied, who has been in a high position all the year round.

  Qiao Ling bit her delicate lips, but she didn't say anything after all.

   Just when Ma Junying wanted to say something, he was pushed.

   The man who pushed him was not very powerful. Anyway, Ma Junying didn't even move, and stood up straight.

Wen Xien's birth is more delicate than the most beautiful girl Ma Junying has ever seen. She has beautiful eyebrows, beautiful nose, pink lips, and porcelain-white complexion. There is a different feeling in the body.

   At this moment, that person looked at him coldly, and through those clear eyes, Ma Junying could see his figure clearly.

   "Bad..." Contrary to her indifference on the surface, her voice was soft, as if it had a piece of candy in it.

   Released the unconsciously tight fist, Ma Junying pressed the gloom and surprise in his eyes to the bottom of his heart.

   Ma Junying didn't feel wrong when he was scolded this time. He knew that people in the past had mental illnesses.

   He said to Qiao Ling, "I can help you."

  Qiao Ling didn't know why, "Help me."

  Ma Junying's eyes fell on Wen Xien, he smiled at Wen Xien, with an inexplicable tenderness, "I will ask the best psychiatrist to cure your brother's illness."

  What an attractive condition, Qiao Ling was almost stunned by this surprise, but he calmed down after reacting. After all, there is no free lunch in the world.

  Qiao Ling said repeatedly, "Let's find a place to take it slow."

In a high-end coffee shop, Ma Junying sat opposite Qiao Ling. He held a silver spoon elegantly and shook the coffee in the porcelain cup. After shaking for a long time, he didn't take a sip. kind of thing.

  Wen Xien and Ma Qing were sitting not far away, but Wen Xien frequently looked in Qiao Ling's direction, wanting to come over and be entangled by Ma Qing again.

  Qiao Ling turned his back to Wen Xien, while Ma Junying faced him. His peripheral vision was always uncontrollably swept across the pale-skinned man, whose eyes were dark and sticky.

  Qiao Ling sat a little embarrassedly, looked directly at the handsome man in front of him, and asked nervously, "Is what you just said true?"

  Ma Junying casually put down the porcelain cup, "Of course."

   The porcelain cup and the black glass table collided, making a crisp sound, and Qiao Ling's heart tightened, "What conditions do you have."

  Ma Junying looked at Qiao Ling's nervous appearance with interest, and uttered ambiguous words in a low and hoarse voice, "I want you..."

   "Caz!"

   The stool rubbed against the floor and made a sharp sound. Qiao Ling's face turned white and red, which was really not good-looking.

   Ma Junying smiled indifferently, obviously he was sitting, but his aura was much higher than that of Qiao Ling who stood up.

"elder sister……"

   Behind him was Wen Xien's bewildered and nervous call, and Ma Qing's coquettish and coaxing voice.

  Qiao Ling resisted the anger in his heart and sat down again.

   "So why are you so excited?" Ma Junying slowly smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves, and out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at Wen Xien.

   Seeing the rich expression on Wen Xien's face, no longer dull and gloomy, Ma Junying's mouth raised, "I'm just joking with you."

  Qiao Ling's tone was already a bit bad, "Then you should make it clear."

  Ma Junying suddenly said inexplicably, "Your brother is very cute."

   "Then what?" Qiao Ling didn't quite understand what he meant.

   (end of this chapter)