One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Lingqiong really didn't tie Pan Xiuliang.

Is she that kind of person?

Ling Qiong draws a card, and the clues on it point to Pan Xiuliang.

So in order to find this prop... no, man, she struggled a lot.

In fact, Lingqiong didn't understand why Pan Xiuliang was drawn.

But Pan Xiuliang has a relationship with Zhou Jing.

And Zhou Jing is related to Shen Handeng.

That must have something to do with Shen Handeng.

Ling Qiong came in with a chair and a small table from the outside, and made herself a cup of tea. After finishing these, Shi Shiran sat down, "Tell me about you and Zhou Jing."

"..."

Pan Xiuliang glanced at the open door.

He is not far from the door, and there seems to be no one else outside.

just run out...

Pan Xiuliang stood up while holding Ling Qiong steady, "Don't you all know about me and Zhou Jing? What else can I say?"

Ling Qiong: "Of course that's not what I want to know."

"Then what do you want to know?"

After Pan Xiuliang finished speaking, he suddenly rushed towards the door.

Bang——

Pan Xiuliang was hit on the leg, and the whole body fell directly on the ground, knocking out one of his front teeth.

Lingqiong had an extra baseball bat in his hand, "You run around like this, I have to take some measures. For your safety, I don't recommend you to run around like this."

Pan Xiuliang covered his bleeding mouth and said angrily, "You still say you didn't hit me?"

Ling Qiong rolled her eyes, "It's not me."

Pan Xiuliang: "..."

Pan Xiuliang not only had a toothache, but also a leg pain, it didn't seem to make much sense to worry about these.

Regardless of whether she knocked herself out or not, she couldn't leave now anyway.

He propped himself up on the ground and sat up, the door was closer to him, but looking at the person sitting on the chair weighing a baseball bat, Pan Xiuliang's legs hurt and he didn't dare to run anymore.

Pan Xiuliang had a bad intuition in his heart.

Pan Xiuliang lost one of his front teeth, and it was too painful, so he couldn't speak clearly, "Do you want to know?"

Ling Qiong smiled, "That's what you need to tell me."

Pan Xiuliang: "..."

How do I know what you want to know?

...

villa.

When Shen Handeng came back, he didn't see Ling Qiong upstairs or downstairs, so he called Kelly over to ask.

"Where is she?"

This weekend, there is no class, where did people go?

"Miss Ye hasn't come back yet." Kelly answered truthfully.

Shen Handeng frowned, "How much money does she have?"

"This..." Kelly thought for a while, and found out the pattern, "I saw that Ms. Ye had a sad face when she went out, so it's probably not too much."

The one who has money in his hand is very happy when he goes out, like he can fly while walking.

Shen Handeng: "..."

Kelly added another word: "Master, isn't Ms. Ye spending too much money? This villa is almost becoming Ms. Ye's personal collection."

She took all the empty rooms to put things.

The young master didn't talk about her either.

"Let her go." Shen Handeng said: "The villa is not enough?"

"……enough."

"Well, when it's not enough, I'll replace it with a bigger one."

"..."

Fine.

The young master is not afraid, what is he afraid of, and it doesn't cost him money.

Lingqiong didn't come back until eight o'clock in the evening.

Just as Shen Handeng was about to get angry, he saw that she was still dragging something in her hand.

From a distance, I thought it was a broken sack or something.

Wait until it's close...

Shen Handeng: "..."

Kelly: "..."

In the middle of the night, she dragged someone back! !

The little girl was dressed up beautifully, like a little princess walking out of the banquet hall.

But……

You see what she does.

Is there a feeling of perversion.

Shen Handeng stood at the door with his chest around his chest, his deep eyes half-closed, "You bought someone back? Dead things can't satisfy you anymore?"

"What are you buying? This one doesn't cost money." Ling Qiong threw the person to the ground, flicked her wrist, and handed it to Shen Handeng, "Rub it for me, it's so sore."

The sweet and soft voice was like a cat scratching at the bottom of Shen Handeng's heart.

No matter how much anger, it seems that it can be dissipated.

He naturally pulled Lingqiong's wrist and rubbed it lightly, but his mouth was not so polite, "You can drag it back alone, how delicate?"

Ling Qiong blinked, very shameless, "I just want the young master to rub it for me."

"..."

Shen Handeng lowered his head and rubbed it for a while, then asked Kelly to get an ice pack and apply it to her for a while.

Kelly: "..."

With her appearance, where does it seem to be a problem?

Do I need to apply it?

Knowing that she is messing around, but still letting her mess around, young master, you have changed!

Kelly said that the tastes of young people do not understand.

...

Shen Handeng asked Lingqiong to go up to change clothes and take a bath, and then directed Kelly to bring in the person lying on the ground at the door.

"Master, this person seems to be Pan Xiuliang."

Kelly turned the man over so he could see the man clearly.

Shen Handeng: "..."

Kelly: "..."

The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, and the atmosphere was weird.

"Take him to the utility room first." Shen Handeng recovered first, "Tie him up, don't let him run away."

Who knows what she did to bring people back.

If you run away, why don't you make trouble with him?

Shen Handeng stood below for a while, and finally went upstairs slowly, pushing open the door of Lingqiong's room.

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and the sound of the little girl humming.

Shen Handeng went over and knocked on the door: "Ye Qingtang."

The sound of the water stopped abruptly, the door was opened a crack, and the steamy head poked out, and a bright smile appeared on the little face flushed red by the steam, "Master, do you want to wash together?"

The door was not wide open, and there was nothing to be seen.

Shen Handeng pushed her head in with a dark face, and closed the door, "Why did you bring Pan Xiuliang back?"

"He said he has something to tell you, and he must be brought back to me."

"..."

Listen to your bullshit.

"Master, help me take off my clothes."

Shen Handeng: "You don't take your clothes when you take a shower?" Still ordering him to take clothes? Very courageous!

"This is my room. I come out straight out of the shower, why are you taking clothes... You didn't install a camera in my room, did you?"

Shen Handeng: "..."

Really pretended.

But he hasn't seen it, and he often uses places like the living room and corridors.

Later, I found out that it was useless, she could always find a blind spot, and you couldn't find it, so I haven't seen it for a long time.

Shen Handeng changed the subject, "Which one?"

"Take whatever you want."

Shen Handeng opened the closet and was startled by the number of clothes inside.

The clothes in the closet are arranged in order according to the color, from dark to light, which is more neat than those in the store.

Shen Handeng took one casually.

Ling Qiong changed her clothes and came out, her wet hair was scattered behind her, dripping water.

Lingqiong was probably too tired, she didn't want to move after sitting down, and she didn't blow her hair.

Shen Handeng reminded her, "Dry your hair."

Lingqiong lazily leaned on the sofa, acting like a young lady, "You help me."

Shen Handeng hehe, "I am your servant?"

Ling Qiong answered smoothly, "You are my young master."

Shen Handeng gritted his teeth, "Then you still command me?" Commanding is quite righteous! !

"Master..." Ling Qiong tugged on Shen Handeng's sleeves, her dark eyes were full of shattered light.