The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The task of collecting the rent was successfully completed, and Qing Qingxuan enjoyed her leisure time, drinking tea and reading books in the garden.

Seeing that she was more comfortable than himself, Master An walked over to sit aside and asked, "Girl, when are you going to get married?"

Gan Zhi didn't expect the master to be so direct, and her heart was raised.

She had already imagined in her mind that the young lady was married, and she would not depend on her appearance in the future.

Ugh, it hurts.

Ling Qingxuan put down the teacup, turned a page of the book, and said slowly, "I'm still young."

What about an eighteen-year-old girl, what's the hurry?

Master An almost spit out a sip of tea, "Little thing, when the big room was your age, the child was three years old."

With the chilling air, Master An suddenly felt that his daughter's eyes became sharp.

"Dad, do you want to hug your grandson?"

Mr. An shook his head, "I don't want to, it's so noisy, you have babies in the future, bring them all by yourself, don't throw them to me, the old man."

Later, he added: "Actually, I still have some thoughts. When my grandson is born, I will build a house for him to crawl around and play with."

Gan Zhi coughed twice, "Master, the young lady is frail and sick, so please heal your body first."

"Marriage and medical treatment are not in conflict. Come on, girl, whose cub do you like?"

Mr. An spoke directly, Ling Qingxuan had already experienced it, and she followed: "It's really a brat."

[...] What would the villain do if he knew that he was a brat in the host's heart, worrying.

How shrewd Master An is, he frowned, feeling that things are not easy.

My daughter-in-law really likes it.

As a visitor, Master An warned: "Girl, you can't believe what this man says, especially between the bed and the girl's house, you can't be deceived by the man's rhetoric, you have to look at his behavior."

Ling Qingxuan was quite interested, put down the book, and asked obediently, "What do you think?"

"I miss you, miss you, pamper you, follow you, and put you first in everything."

Gan Zhi's eyes showed yearning, and she couldn't help but say: "Master, men are not women's gods, do you have to obey your husband?"

Master An tutted twice, "A man who loves you can be humble enough to be in the mud, to be inferior to men and women."

Ling Qingxuan always felt that his cheap father had a story when he was young.

Being pulled and listening to the great truth of life, Aya Qingxuan fell asleep.

Master An's words are more powerful than reading a book to hypnotize him.

"Girl, what are your thoughts?" Mr. An was finally ready to end the conversation.

Ling Qingxuan took a sip of tea and said lightly, "Equality."

Master An held the teacup, and seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly burst into laughter, tears almost coming out.

"Okay, well said."

He took it into his arms, grabbed the silver note and threw it on the table, "Take it to buy new clothes and rouge gouache, you are too old, don't wear this veil, dress up next time, go out and kill those sons and brothers for your father's beauty. "

Aya Qingxuan frowned.

Wouldn't she be beautiful if she didn't dress up?

There is a father who throws money away if he doesn't agree, she is so tired.

Mr. An wiped the corners of his eyes, turned around, and sighed quietly.

late.

Too bad it's all too late.

...

Gan Zhi said to get her a quilt, and quickly did it.

When Ling Qingxuan lay on the bed again, she was much softer.

"Miss, that hammock..."

Ling Qingxuan put the hammock on Gan Zhi's hand, "Here it is."

For the sake of the soft bed, you can do whatever you want.

Gan Zhi looked inexplicable, but without persuading Miss, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, these flowers are dying. If you like wild flowers, I'll shave some for you?"

Although there is water in the bottle, it will not live long without roots.

"take a break."

Aya Qingxuan waited for her to leave and threw the wildflowers to zz.

[Host, I don't eat grass. 】

Could it be that you eat meat? Pork understand?

[No, no, no. 】Terrible.

zz was worried that his host would be crazy and really let it eat meat, so he prepared to open his mouth and force the wild flowers.

Aya Qingxuan was calm.

Make it into dried flowers.

[...] zz breathed a sigh of relief and scared a pig to death.

[I, I work hard. 】The ingenious zz is online.

Ling Qingxuan slept until the middle of the night and felt uneasy. She put on some clothes and walked to the garden. There was a person lying on the high wall, sleeping soundly.

"Gu Mo." She raised her head and called.

The man muttered twice, but didn't wake up.

"Fool."

Just don't care, just let him fall asleep here.

[Host, the villain already has a dark disease. If you catch a cold, you will get sicker, so you can say a few more words. 】

This is called fighting poison with poison.

This seat is so weak, what should I do with a bad voice?

[...] The host is the weakest, um, with a beautiful body and a delicate body, it is easy to be pushed down, and no refutation is allowed.

After fighting zz, Ling Qingxuan picked up a stone and threw it on it.

The man's reaction speed was fast, and he grabbed the stone with a big hand.

The dark ink pupils opened, looking at the moonless night sky, he pursed his lips, turned over, and looked at the girl below.

"Linger~"

The tail sound rose, and it seemed that he came here specially, just to call her.

"How do you..."

Before Ling Qingxuan finished speaking, the man said, "I miss you."

"I can't sleep."

Ling Qingxuan mercilessly exposed it, and said nonsense by the way, "You just fell asleep and snored."

General Gu coughed twice, slightly drunk on the tip of his ears, "Then I will bear it, and I won't fight next time."

He explained: "I can't sleep without you at home, but with you here, I'll fall asleep."

He came here early, but unfortunately the little girl was not there. He was lying on the wall, thinking of her, and fell asleep with the breeze of the starry night.

The eyes that have been honed over the years by killing and ill-will, but at this time just want to sink to her side and carry her.

Ling Qingxuan looked at the man who suddenly became well-behaved, and remembered what Master An said.

Well, the words of a man cannot be easily believed.

She opened her hand, "Want to kiss me?"

Gu Mo's feet slipped, trying to stabilize.

He nodded tentatively, "Think."

During the day, that is not a kiss at all, it is just a touch.

But the touch didn't go away.

Ling Qingxuan withdrew his hand, the man said he wanted to, but he didn't want to.

[...] Host, your logic is wrong!

Seeing that she didn't speak anymore, Gu Mo sighed, "Why can't you sleep when you come out at this time?"

"A little." Sure enough, the hammock was still comfortable, and she shouldn't compromise.

The man smiled softly, was extremely patient, and said in a low voice, "Can I put you to sleep then?"

Aya Qingxuan nodded.

Gu Mo took a breath and looked for the tune and the words that his mother hummed in his ear when he was a child.

Ling Qingxuan didn't rush, and after waiting for a while, a gentle and leisurely tune hummed from the man's thin lips.

In this silent night, it is extraordinarily clear and pleasant.

One after another, it reached the little girl's ears and heart.

Like a vibration, the tiny dust started to vibrate and gradually expanded, trying to crack the solid wall and break the thick wall.

The warm water dripped onto his cheeks, and Aya Qingxuan reached out and touched it.

This little guy is crying?

She saw the wetness hanging on his eyelashes, but she had a strange feeling in her heart.

He raised his hand and pressed his warm palm to his heart.

What the **** is wrong with her?