1513. Chapter 1513: 1513 Men and women do not kiss each other
Listening to this sweet cry and looking at this tender scene, the young disciples around had mixed eyes: too hot, too passionate. It seems that this girl is really Uncle Ling's fiancée? But
Isn't this girl too young?
Could it be that Uncle Ling has never had anything to do with women because of this girl? Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect that Uncle Ling would have such a strong taste that he would like such a small child. It’s so inhumane, so cruel, so miserable... That’s still
A child.
Ling Wushang seemed to feel the strange glances from everyone, and he turned around and glanced coldly. Everyone felt that the temperature around them dropped instantly, as if it was freezing and snowy. After shivering, they all looked up to the sky and counted the numbers in the sky.
Some flying birds have gone.
Meng Luo was still running towards this side, and just when everyone thought Ling Wushang would reach out and catch this cute girl, a scene that left them stunned happened.
Just when Meng Luo stretched out her arms, trying to hang onto Ling Wushang like an eight-clawed octopus, Ling Wushang swayed slightly.
"Bah!" Under everyone's stunned gaze, Mengluo, who was full of enthusiasm, posted a standard large font on the wall, making a crisp sound.
There was deathly silence all around, and everyone was collectively petrified.
Mengluo looks like a pancake like this. It gives the impression that you can tear it off, fold it in half, and stuff some braised pork inside.
"Brother Ling, what are you doing?" Meng Luo slid along the wall and sat on the ground, wiped her nose, tears welling up in her eyes, and looked at Ling Wushang aggrievedly.
"It's okay, just come with me." Ling Wushang didn't seem to see the tears in her eyes at all, and said expressionlessly. Ling Wushang had already had a problem in his heart, and this troublemaker gave his little sister a headache.
, It doesn’t matter, you can help her solve it yourself.
"Oh." Meng Luo climbed up, and the tears in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She had practiced her unique skills, and her tears could be released freely! For some reason, when she saw "Brother Ling" who was thinking about her so much in front of her, Meng Luo suddenly
Luo didn't feel any familiarity or kindness, but instead felt an inexplicable fear of alienation. What was going on? Meng Luo shook her head, guessing that it was because she was too tired from traveling during this period, so she also
I won’t delve into it further.
After Ling Wushang finished speaking, he said nothing more and walked straight down the mountain.
"Brother Ling, where are we going?" Meng Luo forced herself to put that weird feeling out of her mind and took a few steps forward to hold Ling Wushang's arm.
As if there were eyes on the back of his head, Ling Wushang moved half a step and easily dodged Meng Luo's claws.
"Go down the mountain." Ling Wushang said concisely, just like his movements as light as flowing clouds, simple and smooth, without any redundancy.
"Stingy." Meng Luo returned without success again, rolled her eyes and said depressedly. Why is it so difficult to take advantage?
"If you don't want to be kicked out of the mountain gate by me, it's best not to do anything. Don't you know that men and women don't kiss each other?" Ling Wushang turned back and glanced at Meng Luo.
"Oh, okay. Then I will hug Sister Chu Xi from now on." After Meng Luo heard Ling Wushang's words, she pouted and hummed softly.
"We don't even kiss each other when we give or receive." Ling Wushang added expressionlessly.
Meng Luo twitched the corner of her mouth, is there such a sentence?