It is said that long-term illness becomes a doctor.

Qin Lang has never believed this very much.

But now, the facts are in front of me, I have to say that the ancients really did not deceive me!

Now, Miss Blood-colored Mandala, who has had some problems with her physical condition since childhood, has been curing diseases and saving people through long-term self-reflection. Practice makes perfect.

Even if he is busy or surprised, he will never leave Qin Lang's body.

Finally, it took a long time to restore Qin Lang to the normal number of bones.

Thank you for your hard work, there is nothing you can do. After all, it’s on the plane, and other behaviors are not very convenient. Is it a bit disgusting? Qin Lang smiled bitterly and patted the Blood-colored Mandala’s head.

The blood-colored mandala looked left and right, and wanted to look for something, but couldn't find it. She could only sigh in her heart, swallowed helplessly, rolled her eyes unhappily, so, you think this is what

No response?

No matter how much I complain, I feel a little happy.

At least, in Qin Lang's heart, he treated her as a woman, and even if the front and rear cabins were isolated, he would not want her to do too much in such an occasion.

In this case, Qin Lang would never argue with the Blood Mandala on this.

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First, there is no confidence, and second, even if you win, there is no benefit.

From hospitalization to the mushroom house, it took more than half a month. During this period, he was vegetarian every day and finally encountered the blood-colored mandala that he had fallen into. Naturally, he became a little more radical.

I couldn't help feeling a little sad, and I reached out to wipe his red eyes, saying that I changed the subject, how is the situation in the Demon City? I promised you, whether it is Chen Ping'an or Master, now

I was crushed and ashes, where on your side?

The blood-colored mandala bit the corner of her mouth,

The expression was full of resentment. The guy offended many people outside, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he had enemies everywhere. There were a lot of security personnel around him, and there were even many masters.

Even if I want to assassinate, I can't find a good entry point in a short time.

Not so!

In the past, the blood-colored mandala was thinking about how to seize the opportunity and prepare for assassination all the time. It is very likely that they would keep track of their targets for half a month, grasp their whereabouts, and make plans.

But now?

She couldn't even get into this job, and her mind would be deviated from time to time by some sudden flashes of pictures.

Not concentrating and taking action rashly is the most taboo thing for killers.

I'll ask you seriously, are you really wanting to kill him, or are you not prepared for that at all, just trying to speak for a moment? Qin Lang pinched the blood-colored mandala's cheek.

The blood-colored mandala sneered, I was eager to tear it into pieces! How could I not be prepared?

Born without raising one's care, there is no kindness, not to mention that the mother was brutally killed because of his greed and selfishness.

Such a person is just a scum. If I don’t find the opportunity, I will definitely use all means to let him taste what pain is!

I will help you with a warm smile on Qin Lang's face. Don't rush to refuse. Today is different from the past. Your enemy is naturally my enemy.

According to the blood-colored mandala nature, you never need to bother others about your own affairs.

But now, isn’t Qin Lang’s own person?

Blood-colored mandala pondered for a long time, but did not look at Qin Lang's eyes, but lowered his head, and I'll help you too

evening,

Tianhai City, villa area, living room.

Qin Lang crossed his legs, leaned against the sofa, and took a deep breath.

It’s true that since I broke through time, I have lived in this villa. After getting used to it, I feel like home.

Drink tea.

Chu Mengyao, dressed as a Western Region dancer, was covered with a layer of purple gauze all over her body, which was quite a strange and romantic feeling.

She walked over with a tea set, and while she was swaying, she made a crisp and pleasant ringtone on the bell tied around her waist.

Although Qin Lang was not at home during this period, he had always kept in touch with him on his mobile phone.

Especially for Chu Mengyao, if Su Xiaoxiao is busy in the orphanage and can't get rid of her body, he will let Chu Mengyao come over to do housework.

It doesn’t matter whether there is anyone at home or not, things still need to be done, and his every day’s clothing is carefully selected.

Today, I am the dancer of the Western Regions.

Qin Lang reached out and pulled Chu Mengyao to sit on his lap.

The silver bell made a crisp sound, and Chu Mengyao was a little disgusted, as if she was reluctant, and seemed a little resistant.

Qin Lang chuckled, why? I haven't seen each other for a while, and the tacit understanding that I finally developed disappeared like this?

Chu Mengyao was hesitating with a clear understanding, what do you mean? What tacit understanding?

Qin Lang blunt his mouth towards the cup on the coffee table.

What else can it mean?

All the tea has been brought, can't you even feed it?

Chu Mengyao stood up, held the teacup, and handed it to Qin Lang, without saying a word. Even Qin Lang reached out to pull her and let her sit down, and felt a force of resistance, obviously refusing.

What's wrong? This is?

Even Qin Lang felt a little confused when he encountered this situation.

Don’t put on the house and untied the tiles in three days?

Or is it because of the rabbit spirit that I am addicted to wearing it. Even if I have changed my clothes now, I still want to eat carrots half-heartedly?

The housework has been done, and I will help you clean up the bedroom. Can I go back? Chu Mengyao is far away from Qin Lang standing and asked in a cold voice.

cannot!

Chu Mengyao frowned, why? When you are at home, I have to do whatever you want. When you are not at home, when you think of me, I will instruct me to do a few things. If you can't remember, I will

Put me aside!

What do you think I am?

Is it a tool for random use?

Her voice became louder and louder, and in the end, she was quite intrigued.

yes!

She asked Qin Lang for help, but did Qin Lang's performance take her too seriously?

When she was at home, she would mess with her randomly when she thought about it. If she couldn't remember, she would ignore it and let it go. For a long time, she took the initiative to ask, but she didn't get any reply, as if she was abandoned.

This feeling is something Chu Mengyao has never experienced before.

It is cold violence that is even more cruel than physical torture!

Otherwise, what do you think you are? Do you have the eldest daughter of the Chu family? Have you forgotten your identity?

Qin Lang asked back with a sneer, but suddenly realized it in his heart.

No wonder Chu Mengyao is nervous. So that's what happened?

It is worthy of being a daughter who is proud of herself. She just slaps her mind and tells everything she thinks like a bamboo tube of beans.

Of course, Qin Lang would not think that it was Chu Mengyao who was jealous.

He still has this self-knowledge.

So far, everything he did has not reached that point. The reason why Chu Mengyao was so angry was all caused by the sense of difference.

This is like the former suitors never tire of sending love letters to beautiful women every day, even if they are rejected, they will not stop and last for a long time.

But suddenly one day, the suitor gave up!

Is the suitor who should jump?

No no no no!

It's a beauty!

Because she had formed such a habit in her subconscious mind, suddenly the suitor stopped sending love letters, but instead she felt uncomfortable.

Things are different, but the nature of the bones is exactly the same.

However, some women will hide the dissatisfaction in their hearts and do not express it, while some women will question it without hesitation.

Chu Mengyao is such a woman!

Remember your own identity, I ask you to come, and you have to come!

I allow you to leave, so you can leave!

Unhappy? Keep it in my mind!

This is the first time, and next time, you won’t use it anymore!

Qin Lang stared at Chu Mengyao coldly, without any intention of mercy on the fragrance and jade.

A sense of difference?

Since Chu Mengyao likes this set, just follow the above.

Isn't it just a fun thing?
Chapter completed!