My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 219

  Chapter 219 Do you like him too

  The night gradually fell.

  Luo Qingzhou stood on the top of the attic, while absorbing the rising moonlight and cultivating spirit, while watching the movement below.

   Lark was very happy to wash in the water.

  Swimming back for a while, swimming sideways for a while, dog planing for a while, drilling in and out of the water for a while, all kinds of temptations and persuasion to the figure on the shore.

  The lake was covered with mist, covering her body.

  Can only see a touch of white, hazy, laughing and tossing in the water.

  Xia Chan stood on the shore for a while, it seemed that she was really afraid of the water, she didn't dare to go down, and finally turned and left.

Bai Ling shouted in disappointment in the water: "Chanchan, my uncle said, girls are made of water, how can you be afraid of water? My uncle is not afraid of water, the more water, the more I like it, otherwise why doesn't he sleep every night?" Take a bath at home, and you want to come to this lake to take a bath. How can you be afraid of something my uncle likes?"

  Xia Chan paused, stood there for a while, and left quickly.

  Braun quieted down.

   After washing in the lake for a while, Fang swam to the shore, put on his shirt in the water, went ashore, put on his dress, hummed a song, and bounced away.

   When she walked out of the round door, she seemed to look back, and soon disappeared into the night outside the door.

  Luo Qingzhou flew up from the roof of the attic and fell into the bamboo forest, fascinated.

   Go back to the house.

  Xiaodie is sewing clothes in her room.

  Luo Qingzhou took out the Jianwu Stone from the storage bag, held it in the palm of his hand, and checked the data.

  【Power: 2500】

  【Speed: 20】

  【Resistant Strength: 1100】

  【Spiritual Power: 50】

  Seeing these data, he was taken aback, thinking that there was something wrong with the Jianwu Stone.

   This data is growing too fast!

  Strength directly increased by 500, speed directly increased by 3, and mental power increased by leaps and bounds, directly increased by 10.

  Only the resistance power has only increased by 100.

  It seems that the practice in the past few days has been quite effective, and the progress has been rapid.

   Judging from these statistics, no matter whether it is body training or spirit, it is not too far from a breakthrough.

  He must make persistent efforts and never slack off!

  Opening the window and looking at the moonlight outside, he took out the Sun and Moon mirror from the storage bag, put it on the desk in front of the window, and turned the side inlaid with the moon to the moonlight that fell in.

  He glanced at the mirror, and when he was about to leave, suddenly his heart moved, he picked up the Sun and Moon Mirror again, and pointed it at his face.

  In the dark and gloomy mirror, his face appeared, even with the moonlight shining, it was still dark and strange.

  Just as he was putting down the mirror, there was a sudden "boo" sound from the mirror surface, as if the calm water surface was suddenly shattered, causing circles of ripples, and the face in the mirror was also suddenly shattered and opened, becoming even more eerie and terrifying.

  He froze for a moment, and suddenly felt a tingling pain from the fingers holding the mirror, and hurriedly wanted to put it down, but suddenly found that the mirror seemed to be stuck to his fingers, and at the same time, his whole body was frozen in place, unable to move!

  The ripples in the mirror slowly spread until they reached the edge of the frame and disappeared.

  After about a quarter of an hour, the mirror surface gradually returned to calm.

  At the same time, his face completely appeared in the mirror again, looking gloomy as before, but it always felt different.

  Observing carefully, the pupils seem to become darker and brighter. Looking in the mirror, it is unfathomable, like the night sky.

  At this time, he found that his fingers could move, so he quickly let go of his fingers and put the mirror on the desk.

   After looking carefully at the place on the finger that just hurt, I found a small wound there, and blood overflowed from it.

  He froze for a moment, then looked at the place he just held on the mirror.

  There was no blood there.

  He hesitated for a moment, and dripped the drop of blood overflowing from his finger onto the mirror inlaid with the moon.

  As soon as the blood fell into the mirror, the mirror suddenly seemed like calm well water being dispersed by raindrops, causing a slight ripple.

  The drop of blood disappeared instantly.

   And the mirror quickly returned to calm.

  Luo Qingzhou looked suspicious, and observed carefully for a while, but found nothing unusual.

  The cold moonlight spilled from the window and fell into the dark mirror.

  Everything is calm as before.

strangeness?

  He was full of doubts, and waited for a while, seeing that nothing unusual happened, so he had to leave.

  Go out the door and walk towards Ling Chan Moon Palace.

  I promised Bai Ling today, and I will go to pay my respects to the young lady tonight.

  Although Miss Qin doesn't care at all.

  Of course, he went to greet Miss Qin, not really to see Miss Qin.

   Came to Lingchan Moon Palace.

  The courtyard door was open, and the bright moonlight fell on the small courtyard.

  The courtyard was empty.

  Luo Qingzhou entered the door and went straight to the backyard.

  At the garden gate.

   Surrounded by vines, green leaves and red flowers.

  Bai Ling was wearing a pink dress, holding a flower in her hand, and she was leaning there, kicking her feet, tearing off the petals, and counting in her mouth: "One, two, three, five, six..."

   "Why don't you count to four?"

  Luo Qingzhou walked closer and asked.

  Bai Ling raised his head when he heard the words, with a look of doubt on his face: "Four? Is there such a number?"

  Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, raised five fingers and said, "One, two, three, four, five... isn't this four?"

  Bai Ling was stunned, raised his fingers, and counted on them: "One, two, three, five, six..."

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

   "Bailing, how many fingers do you have?"

   he asked.

  Bai Ling thought for a while, counted his ten fingers carefully several times, and said, "Six."

  Luo Qingzhou: "???"

  Bai Ling counted for him with his fingers: "One, two, three, five, six...one, two, three, five, six, look, sir, there are six."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "Six on one side, add up to six?"

  Bai Ling nodded, with a look of reason: "Yes, there are six."

  Luo Qingzhou stared at her blankly.

  I thought she was teasing herself on purpose, but seeing the serious expression on her face, it didn't look like it.

  Hesitating for a while, he asked softly: "Bailing, don't you know how to count?"

  As soon as these words came out, Bailing became angry immediately, put his hands on Xiaoman's waist, stomped his feet and said, "Young master! You insult people!"

   "Shua! Shua! Shua!"

  Suddenly there was the sound of Xia Chan's sword practice in the garden.

  Luo Qingzhou glanced inside, and said: "You wait first, I'll go say hello to Miss Xia, say hello to Miss Xia Chan, and I'll come out right away."

   After finishing speaking, he entered the garden.

  Bai Ling pouted from the back and muttered: "Miss Xia Chan...do you think people don't know? Chanchan, Chanchan, I have already called it, and it is even louder than others."

  Luo Qingzhou entered the garden and walked towards the gazebo.

  Under the peach blossom tree by the pond, a slender figure in a light green dress is silently dancing a sword, with sharp and deadly moves!

  That pretty little face was still as cold as ice, as if he hadn't seen him coming in.

  Luo Qingzhou walked into the gazebo, cupped his hands to the snow-white figure in the hall, and said, "Miss."

  Qin Jianjia's gaze lifted from the book, and slowly fell on him. He looked at his face and eyes quietly for a while, and Fang said in a cold voice, "How is your reading going?"

  Luo Qingzhou was taken aback when he heard the words, feeling flattered that it was the first time Miss Qin "cared about" him.

  He quickly lowered his head and said, "Fortunately, thank you Miss for your concern."

  Qin Jianjia stared at him for a while, Fang said: "Study hard, and strive for high school next year."

  Luo Qingzhou clasped his hands and said, "Qingzhou will definitely live up to Missy's expectations!"

  Qin Jianjia didn't speak any more, just lowered his head and continued to read the book.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, and said goodbye.

   "Shua! Shua! Shua!"

  The pale green figure under the peach blossom tree moved faster, and the sword in his hand became more fierce.

  Luo Qingzhou stopped, turned his head to look, and praised: "Miss Xia Chan is so powerful, the sword dance is so beautiful."

   After praising him, he walked away quickly.

  Out of the garden, Bai Ling was no longer at the door, but was standing at the corner of the front passage, leaning against the wall, squinting, sniffing the flowers in her hand, her little feet under her pink skirt were still kicking.

  Luo Qingzhou walked over.

  Hearing the sound of footsteps, Bai Ling came back to his senses, looked at him quickly and said, "My lord, don't be shy, I'm..."

  Luo Qingzhou pressed her against the wall and kissed her small mouth.

  In the dark passage, calm down.

  After a long time, Luo Qingzhou Fang let go of her, put his arms around her slender waist, and said softly: "Bailing, don't be angry, my uncle will come to treat you every night, okay?"

"no, do not want…"

  Bai Ling's cheeks were pink, delicate and lovely, like a pink flower in her hand, she bowed her head shyly, trembling her long eyelashes.

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her tender face again, then pressed it against her forehead, and said softly: "Wait a few more days, when my uncle has finished dealing with the outside affairs, I will make amends and bully you. How many nights, okay?"

   "No...not good..."

After Bailing finished speaking in a trembling voice, he suddenly pushed him away, and while retreating towards the garden, he blushed and said, "My lord, don't be shy to others in the future, they don't like you... If you want to be shy, you can go find... Find…"

  She stopped suddenly and didn't speak again.

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at the icy figure behind her who appeared at the round door at some time, didn't dare to say any more, turned and left.

When his back disappeared at the corner in front, Bai Ling stood there for a while, calmed down his emotions, raised his hand to wipe off the moisture on his lips, turned around, and looked at the cold figure at the garden gate Said: "Chanchan, I didn't say anything, and I was not kissed by my uncle, I swear..."

  The figure at the door held the sword, was silent for a while, then suddenly walked towards her, stopped in front of her, and looked at her calmly with dark and cold eyes.

   "Chanchan...I swear, I..."

   "You, too, like him, don't you?"

   "I...I didn't..."

  Bai Ling hurriedly shook his head, raised the tender pink flower with only a few petals in his hand, and said, "Chanchan, I swore that I would always be a clean, pink and tender flower..."

   "Lark..."

"Um?"

   "Just now, miss, I care about him..."

  Bai Ling froze for a moment, then stared at her blankly.

  Luo Qingzhou went back to the house, went directly to the back garden, practiced the flying plum blossom boxing for a while, saw that the time was almost up, went back to the house, and explained to Xiaodie.

  Then locked the room and lost his mind.

  Just as he was about to leave after putting on his mask, he suddenly found a purple light like a living thing appearing in front of the window.

   Looking carefully, it turns out that the moonlight falling in from the window was suddenly decomposed when it fell on the mirror surface of the Sun and Moon Mirror.

  The lavender rays of light scrambled into the mirror.

  (end of this chapter)

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