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Chapter 788 Can I be your little waste?

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    Mo Ling carefully held her cold feet against his heart to warm them, and then passed his arm to Qiao Yanran's mouth.

    Qiao Yanran was stunned.

    Mo Ling's voice was very soft, like coaxing a child, "Jing'er, if you feel pain, just bite me hard to distract yourself."

    He wanted to taste all the suffering she suffered.

    Mo Lingdou didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, and he couldn't coax people. He was clumsy and sincere, and wanted to tear out his heart to make her happy.

    "How can I bear it?"

    Qiao Yanran chuckled, and the irritability in her heart disappeared.

    Mo Ling touched her hair, "Don't be afraid if your spiritual power is gone. I will follow you closely from now on. Whoever dares to bully our little Jing'er, I will fight with him to the death. No one will hurt you."  I¡¯ll let it go.¡±

    He said, thinking of Xi Yao, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

    Qiao Yanran¡¯s hands and feet were slowly warmed.

    ¡° Such an incident happened today, and she was very exhausted, and she fell asleep after a while.

    Mo Ling's eyes traced her eyebrows over and over again, as if they wanted to be engraved in his heart, so he stared blankly for most of the night.

    "Didi-di-"

    Mo Ling came to his senses when he heard the address book ringing on his waist. He took it out and took a look. After seeing the message on it, he stood up gently, carefully covered himself with the quilt, and pulled out his sword from his waist.  He left the house with murderous intent.

    He couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

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    The next day.

    Qiao Yanran opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed her eyes, and when she wanted to sit up from the bed, she accidentally touched the wound.

    The anesthetic has worn off and it hurts a bit.

    "Lie down quickly."

    Mo Ling quickly let her lie down, brought the toiletries, wiped her face and hands, and looked at her carefully.

    She seems to be in much better spirits.

    His face was pale, but his eyes were bright. It seemed that he had a good rest last night.

    Qiao Yanran saw that his eyes were bloodshot and said in a deep voice, "Didn't you sleep last night?"

    "Can't sleep well."

    He didn¡¯t dare to sleep.

    ¡°I¡¯m afraid that if she falls asleep, she will be gone.

    Qiao Yanran looked at him and felt that he was cute and silly. She hooked Mo Ling's palm, curled her lips and said, "Then sleep with me later."

    "Dong dong dong¡ª¡ª"

    Chun Xing knocked on the door and walked in. She came to Qiao Yanran's bedside and said impatiently: "Miss, Miss, what do you think happened to Xi Yao?"

    "What's wrong?"

    Qiao Yanran took a sip of the soup with Mo Ling's hand and said absentmindedly.

    ¡°She, she¡¯s dead!¡±

    Chun Xing felt a little happy, punched her palm hard with her fist, and said: "I see, Xi Yao deserves to die!

    "She didn't know what kind of magic she used yesterday to improve her cultivation. Last night, she suffered the backlash and died completely.  "

    When Qiao Yanran heard this, she sighed and said nothing.

    When she was fighting with Xi Yao in the ring yesterday, she was a little surprised by his talent and ability. If she continued step by step, her future would be bright.

    pity¡ª¡ª

    Taijian took an eccentric approach, it was too radical, and the path it took before was too smooth.

    "You go down."

    Qiao Yanran waved her hand towards Chun Xing and said softly.

    Chun Xing glanced at Mo Ling in the room, and quietly left without saying anything.

    She and Mo Ling were the only ones left in the room.

    Qiao Yanran hooked his palm, "Did you go out yesterday?"

    Mo Ling¡¯s hand holding the bowl paused and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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