Chapter 259 Being Routine 1: Your Servant?
When did she fall into being disliked by a tyrannical boy?
When she looked up at Qin Molin, she actually saw that Qin Molin didn't even look at her, but it completely fell on the boy.
The first time she saw Qin Molin so gentle. She had only seen this kind of gaze. The last time was when Qin Molin mentioned Feng Xingying.
Ling Chuxue's heart sinks little by little.
She thought she was with him, and with his personality there would be no other woman, she would always have a way to wear a stone.
Unexpectedly, she has fallen to the point where she is worse than a man?
"Brother Qin." Ling Chuxue couldn't stand the ambiguous relationship between the two men and spoke out inappropriately.
"Brother, your family is really not adorable. It's popular to ask the people to kneel down." Feng Xingying curled her lips in a very unkind manner.
The servant?!
Ling Chuxue's chest was swelling and her eyes were about to bulge out.
Her Ling Chuxue's identity was so scared that she was so scared that she dared to say without restraint that she was a servant?
Ling Chuxue's eyes fell on Qin Molin.
Qin Molin did not explain for her, but instead pleaded for the young man: "This is my new brother. He is young and ignorant, so don't be as knowledgeable as a child."
"I listen to you." Ling Chuxue nodded obediently and gentlely.
"Well, if you have packed up, go and accept the punishment." Qin Molin nodded: "When you come out, if we can change, we will still be friends."
"You really want me to stay in seclusion for ten years?" Ling Chuxue's face saw big tears: "Do you know I am twenty-four years old this year, what does ten years mean to me?"
"You will be thirty-four years old in ten years." Feng Xingying answered casually and gave Ling Chuxue a playful smile: "Are you afraid you won't get married? It's okay, don't worry, beautiful sister, you are so beautiful, you won't be too old even at the age of thirty-four, and no one will dislike you."
Damn boy!
It was probably because of the disagreement of aura, or the sixth sense of a woman. Ling Chuxue felt disgusted when she saw the boy in front of her, and wanted to freeze him into ice so that he would not appear in front of Qin Molin for the rest of his life.
But he is obviously a man, even if she is jealous, she should not be as knowledgeable as a man.
What's more, Qin Molin has extremely high requirements for his friends. There are not many people who can become his friends, and even fewer people can be brought back by him.
Ling Chuxue raised her head and appeared again.
The young man actually pulled Qin Molin's arm so desperately. Brother Qin, who hates being approached so much and has never been able to approach him successfully, did not resist?
If it weren't for the sensing just now, the boy was really just a fifteen-year-old boy, not a woman, Ling Chuxue would have thought he was pretended to be Feng Xingying.
Thinking that she had been observing his precepts for so many years, she always had to keep a distance from him, especially not having any physical contact, Ling Chuxue felt so heartbroken.
"Brother Qin" she stared at Qin Molin in a daze.
"No disobedient people are left by my side. If you cannot accept the punishment, leave Tongtian Pavilion and return to where you should go." Qin Molin explained the sentence with a rare slightest explanation.
"Are you really so heartless?" Ling Chuxue still knelt down and looked at Qin Molin in despair.
Qin Molin's words have been made clear, and he cannot tolerate anyone's delusion to bully Feng Xingying.
Feng Xingying naturally advances and retreats with Qin Molin.
Ling Chuxue was still kneeling, watching the harmonious backs of the two men get farther and farther away until they disappear.
Chapter completed!