One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Lingqiong heard that Yang Yuxuan went to the owner of the villa to say that he wanted to marry Feng Lanruo, but strangely, Yang Chengde and the owner of the villa unanimously opposed it.

Ling Qiong also couldn't understand why, so she simply held the wine and walked around to ask the owner.

At first the owner refused to say anything, but after being drunk a lot by Ling Qiong, he finally let go.

"Young Master Yang should be your beloved."

"But I don't like him, my sister does. Wouldn't it be better for my sister to be with Mr. Yang?"

"How can this be done!" The owner glared at him, "This was decided a long time ago, how could it be violated."

Mrs. Yang was injured while saving the third wife, and finally died. Before Mrs. Yang left, the third wife and the owner of the villa promised to betroth her to Yang Yuxuan.

This is a promise, how can it be replaced casually.

"No, Dad, why did you have to pay me for saving my mother?" Lingqiong scratched her head: "Do I have no human rights?"

The owner slapped her on the head: "That's your mother! If it weren't for Mrs. Yang, you wouldn't exist at all, you little girl, what nonsense are you talking about!"

At that time, the third lady was still pregnant with her. If it wasn't for Mrs. Yang, there would be nowhere for her.

Ling Qiong: "..."

If you dare to love her, she will not die.

…

Ling Qiong stumbled into the door, and lay down in the chair, as if all her strength had been exhausted.

Yun Qilian ignored her, but after waiting for a while, she still didn't move, so he had no choice but to go over.

"Miss?"

Lingqiong's unfocused eyes slowly fell on him, and then pulled his clothes: "Yunyun, if I marry someone else, will you be sad?"

Yun Qilian's heart throbbed for no reason, and his mind went blank for a moment.

She is going to marry someone else...

Yun Qilian quickly returned to normal, "Miss is free to marry anyone."

"You should be sad." Ling Qiong tightened his clothes, and said, "I'm yours."

Yun Qilian lowered his eyelashes and said in a low voice, "Miss, don't talk nonsense."

"I didn't." Ling Qiong suddenly exerted force, and Yun Qilian was staggered by her, with his hands on both sides of the chair.

But the distance between the two was drawn closer, so close that he only needed to bend down a little to kiss her.

But it did come.

But she took the initiative.

The girl's slightly cool lips pressed against her, soft as clouds in the sky, and a sweet breath lingered on the tip of her nose and went straight into her heart.

After Yun Qilian's initial shock, he felt that he should push her away.

But when he touched Ling Qiong's thin arm, he couldn't exert any strength.

It seemed to be raining outside the window, and the raindrops hit the eaves and window sills, crackling.

The voice in Yun Qilian's ears faded away, leaving only silence.

In that silence, the only warmth he felt came from the girl in front of him.

The rain was getting heavier, and the sound of raindrops falling became more intense and disturbing.

…

The green smoke from the incense burner in the house formed a straight line, straight up into the void.

Someone passed by, and the straight line was blown by the wind, scattered all over the place, full of strange fragrance.

Yun Qilian opened the door and was about to go out, but the girl's soft order sounded behind him: "If you dare to go out, I will call you molested!"

Yun Qilian: "..."

Who is molesting whom?

Yun Qilian took a deep breath, put down his hands, and stood still.

I didn't know why I was fascinated just now.

It’s not going to go now, and it’s not going to go.

Just when Yun Qilian was about to leave, his waist tightened suddenly, and someone hugged him from behind.

Yun Qilian's body was slightly stiff, but the thin clothing couldn't stop the heat from his body, and it burned from his back to his limbs like a prairie fire.

"Yun Qilian, you can't let others marry me." Ling Qiong's voice was very low, a little aggrieved: "I don't want to marry others."

Yun Qilian looked down at the little girl's hand on his waist, and heard himself ask: "Who does the young lady want to marry?"

"You." Lingqiong went around, forced herself into his arms, looked up at him, and held his face in both hands, "Don't you want to marry me?"

The little girl's clear eyes were filled with anticipation, and her obedient and docile appearance made it impossible to say no to her.

I just want to hold her in the palm of my hand, pamper her well, and never give the moon to the stars.

Yun Qilian pulled her hand down, "Miss, we are not from the same world."

She is an upright daughter, what about him?

how could he...

"Then why don't you just open the door for me?" Ling Qiong held his face again, put her fingertips against the mask, and with a little force, it was peeled off, revealing the horrifying lines of the mask.

However, the little girl showed no fear or disgust. She slowly traced the lines with her fingertips and raised her head to kiss again.

Yun Qilian dodged for a while, but it was too small to dodge completely, the corners of his lips became slightly warm.

That bit of heat gradually turned into a prairie fire, burning him out of reason.

In the room full of strange fragrances, an ambiguous atmosphere rose.

Lingqiong felt a little out of breath, pushed him away a little, took a breath, and asked softly: "You won't let others marry me, will you?"

"...Mmm." Yun Qilian responded in a low voice.

Ling Qiong lightly pecked his lips, and said lightly, "I'm hungry, Yunyun get me something to eat."

Yun Qilian: "..."

If it wasn't for him himself, he would be completely unable to connect the person who was close to him one second with the person who would instruct him to prepare food for her the next second.

Ling Qiong was not even embarrassed, so Yun Qilian sullenly opened the door and went out.

…

Leaving the room, when the wind blew, cold air rushed from his back to his forehead, and Yun Qilian suddenly woke up a lot.

What did he promise her just now?

Yun Qilian felt somewhat regretful.

However, thinking about what happened in the room just now, the roots of his ears couldn't help but feel hot again.

"Young Master Xiao, why are you standing here?"

Yun Qilian came back to his senses, turned his head to look over, and told his servant to cry out in surprise, so frightened that he dropped everything in his hand.

It was only then that Yun Qilian remembered that he forgot to wear a mask, he lowered his head, his broken hair could cover it, and left without making a sound with a gloomy face.

When the man walked away, the boy clutched his chest and panted, scaring him to death.

Why is it so scary...

It looked pretty good before.

The boy realized later, he didn't wear that half mask today, so it turned out that the mask was so terrifying?

How could the second lady of Chixia Villa keep such a person by her side.

…

Yang Yuxuan insisted on marrying Feng Lanruo, so angry that Yang Chengde lost his temper.

Concerned that this was in Jinnan City, Yang Yuxuan was not punished, and only said that this matter should be discussed after the matter in front of him has been dealt with.

Feng Lanruo was ordered to take good care of her injuries, and was watched all day long, so she couldn't come out casually.

Lingqiong is much freer, but what these people are discussing, she won't let her know.

——Although people came to report to her every day.

Yun Qilian bumped into him twice, it was someone from the leader's mansion, he didn't know why he came to tell her these things.

"What benefits did you promise them?"

"No."

"No? Why did they tell you what was discussed?"

Lingqiong put her face in her hands, "Maybe it's because I'm cute?"

Yun Qilian: "..." He believes in ghosts!

Ling Qiong raised her palm-sized face, tugged at his sleeve and acted like a baby, "I'm so cute, why don't you give me a kiss?"

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