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Leng Qingming's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of him incredulously.

In an instant, Ye Yingniang turned from a young girl with a cardamom age to an old woman.

Still an...an old, helpless old woman.

Leng Qingming looked at her in surprise.

"Did he say anything to me?"

Ye Yingniang asked her with tears in her eyes.

"He...no."

Leng Qingming suddenly felt a little regretful at this time, Ren Wuqing just wanted to know if her life was good.

Doing this by myself now has disrupted Ye Yingniang's life.

"He wants me to see how well you are, he wants to know how well you are!?"

Said quietly and quietly.

Ye Yingniang had listened to her, but he had nothing to say to her, and intense disappointment flashed in his eyes.

At this time, I heard Leng Qingming say this again, and I suddenly became happy again.

An old face was originally full of misery, but when he laughed, it turned out to be a lot gentler, adding a touch of popularity.

Seeing Ye Yingniang like this, Leng Qingming suddenly felt that she was more like a person at this time.

When she first looked at her, although she had an alluring look, she gave people a sense of detachment.

At this time, although her face was old, she looked much more vivid.

"Ah... my hands... ah... my face..."

Ye Yingniang was still crying and sentimental. At this moment, she suddenly saw her finger like an old withered tree, and she screamed again.

Her screams, and the snowflakes on the plum trees beside her, were all shaken down.

Ye Yingniang also fainted lightly.

Seeing that she had fainted, Leng Qingming was about to help her up as soon as he walked over, and was shaken away by a fierce palm wind.

The palm of the hand was cold and cold, but she actually felt it, but now she couldn't fully expose herself, so at this time, she just protected her heart.

The body is also like a kite with a broken wire, falling back.

Cold and cold forced himself, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

With the palm just now, she could feel that it must not be a simple person.

She thought she was going to fall heavily on the ground, and she had no choice but to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and now she could only suffer a little.

However, the landing that was not expected, instead fell in the arms of a person.

Leng Qingming took a look and hugged his own person.

It turned out to be Wan Haolin...

Only seeing his face like an iceberg, at such a time, it turned out to be much gentler.

Leng Qingming felt he was **** in his heart, so he forced himself to faint.

She had fainted, and at this moment, she could still hear everything in her ears.

She felt Wan Haolin who was holding her, and there was a cold snort in her nose.

"Give sister Leng... to me!"

Xun Ze's voice came again.

At this time, Li Qingming was in Xun Ze’s voice, and he heard some sense of weakness.

Leng Qingming suddenly remembered that during this period of time, Xun Ze stayed in his house and rarely came out.

It's just that they are all in their own house, where does his weakness come from.

Leng Qingming planned to ask him when these things were over.

How do you make yourself weak?

Wan Haolin did not forcibly hold Leng Qingming, Xun Ze asked for it, and handed it to him.