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Chapter 132 She Cried!

Seeing that Lingxi was in a bad mood, Feng Lingyang led everyone back to the military camp in a hurry to arrange the next trip. Although he smelled something from Lingxi's expression and Yan Qingling's conversation, but for the mysterious man upstairs

I am indeed a little confused about my identity.

Seeing that Lingxi refused to say anything, he didn't ask, just comforted her a few words softly.

Lingxi stepped out of the carriage and did not go back immediately. Instead, she walked alone along the mountain road up the mountain.

Their military camp was set up at the foot of Wangshan Mountain. At the foot of this mountain, there was also a large, quiet lake. The lake water was clear, the water quality was clean, and the scenery was beautiful.

Lingxi sat quietly on the high hillside, looking at the blue water, quietly in a daze!

What lingered in her mind was the voice that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Beside the calm lake is an endless stretch of green grass. On the undulating mountains, there are milky-white birds with red beaks and red feet, flying gently. They hum softly in their mouths, as if they are laughing at the stupidity of the soul.

She didn't know how long it took, but she suddenly saw a colorful kite appear in the sky. Those kites were very familiar, but they were more dazzling than she remembered.

First there was a kite, then the second, then the third. After a while, the sky was filled with all kinds of kites, and the originally empty sky suddenly became lively.

One by one, vying for beauty, they appeared in front of Lingxi. For a while, the kites in the air became crowded.

Lingxi was curious, this place was far away from the market. Where did the kite come from?

But I saw the kite was flying, the music was melodious, and the elegant flute sound came from afar, getting closer and closer.

Hearing the slightly familiar sound of the flute, Lingxi's heart jolted, her face changed slightly, and her heartbeat suddenly started to beat violently. She stood up from the ground excitedly, turned around suddenly, and the words came to her lips, ready to be spoken.

When he turned around and saw someone who was not the person he wanted to see, he couldn't help but have a hint of disappointment in his eyes, followed by anger.

I saw the person who came was eight feet long, with red phoenix eyes as cold as cicadas, and sword-shaped eyebrows at the temples. She was dressed in a blue brocade robe, as cool as the wind, floating in the air. Deliberately ignoring the clear expression, when she saw her eyes looking at the kite in the sky, Yan

Qing Ling's deep and pleasant voice was indeed heard. "When you are in a bad mood, flying a kite seems to be a good choice."

Lingxi didn't answer his words. He just looked at her coldly, without any warmth in his eyes. "Who allowed you to play this piece of music?" Lingxi's words had a strong smell of gunpowder.

Yan Qingling glanced at her sideways, sat down not far from her, biting a piece of dogtail grass in her mouth, leaning lazily against a short tree nearby, her expression indescribable and indifferent.

But there is a hint of bohemianism in it. "Who said I can't blow?"

After speaking, he raised his narrow eyebrows and looked at Lingxi with a hint of provocation in his eyes.

Lingxi looked at him for a few seconds. Yan Qingling also looked at her.

After seeing her for a while, Yan Qingling finally looked back, with a hint of victory on her face.

Lingxi looked at Yan Qingling with some annoyance. Every time she was in a bad mood or ugly, he would appear in front of her like a ghost. Seeing how rude he was, she couldn't help but snatch him away.

The bamboo flute in his hand was thrown to the ground with all his strength, and he stepped on it with his foot. Expecting a hint of domineering: "If I say no, I can't."

Lingxi was wearing Chaoyun boots with thick heels. As soon as she stepped on them, the bamboo flute changed its shape.

There was no movement in Yan Qingling's eyes, but she sighed with a little regret: "What a pity! Such a good thing was wasted by you like this. But it seems worth it to win the beauty's smile. It's just this bamboo flute

I was trampled by you. I’m afraid you’ll never hear such a good song again in the future.

And this music must be played by Xiang Fei Zhu to make it sound good."

This was indeed the first time Lingxi heard someone playing the song "Sauvignon Blanc" on a bamboo flute. Last time she heard Leng Xuan play it on a gold xun.

"Who cares to listen!"

Yan Qingling had an innocent expression on her face, shrugged her shoulders slightly, and said: "This bamboo flute belongs to Leng Xuan, and he asked me to give it to you. Originally, I was worried about whether you would accept it, okay?

Now that it’s broken, it will save trouble.”

"What?" After hearing his words, Lingxi wanted to slap him away.

It seems that this person came here to tease her on purpose. She glared at her fiercely, with huge waves in her eyes, wishing that he would be sent back to Feng Nuan Country.

Not caring to blame him, Lingxi bent down and hurriedly picked up the bamboo flute.

But I saw that a long crack had appeared at the front end of the bamboo flute, which was covered with dust.

Lingxi felt extremely regretful, distressed, and annoyed at this time.

He said angrily: "You are a bad person, you have no integrity at all. Every time I meet you, you will be unlucky. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"What's the difference between saying it early and saying it later? It's better if it's broken now, so you won't have to worry about it." Lingxi glared at him fiercely. He took out a piece of silk from his arms and wiped the bamboo flute carefully, carefully.

Put it in your arms.

Yan Qingling stared at Lingxi's face intently, not missing any small expression on her face. He deliberately said that the bamboo flute belonged to Leng Xuan. When she saw that the bamboo flute was broken, she was so anxious.

I couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

What if her expression was for herself?

There was a helpless smile on his lips, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Lingxi's side face, and he couldn't help but froze in place.

I saw that Lingxi was as delicate as a flower at this time, standing there quietly, her beautiful face in white clothes made it even more spotless. There were a few teardrops hanging on her face, and her long eyelashes were crystal clear, saying

It's so beautiful that I can't help but feel pity for it.

His eyes were slightly dark, and his chest seemed to have been hit by something suddenly, causing it to swell slightly.

He walked over involuntarily and felt a little pain when he saw the tears on Lingxi's face.

Walking to him, for some reason, he couldn't help but slowly stretched out his fingers, stretched out his long fingertips, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

Lingxi slowly raised her eyelids and saw that the person wiping her tears was the heartless Yan Qingling. At this time, the deep affection on his face was clearly visible.

Lingxi looked at Yan Qingling's expression, with a shocked and complicated expression on her face.

Seeing her looking at him with such strange eyes, she had just cried at this time, and the expression on her face was even more touching. Therefore, the moment she looked at herself, Yan Qingling's heart shuddered slightly, and her brain became hot.

.

He suddenly possessed Lingxi and kissed her gently on the lips.

The slightly burning and hot lips kissed the slightly cool and delicate lips, and his heart fluttered slightly, until he stopped.

I didn't know how to comfort her. After Yan Qingling finished the stolen kiss, she didn't even dare to look at Lingxi's eyes.

Lingxi's chest was heaving. She didn't expect that Yan Qingling would do such a thing at this time.

She never thought that all men were the same. When she was in the most embarrassing situation and needed the most protection, he would take advantage of her.

There was a crisp sound of "Pa!" Lingxi raised her hand and slapped Yan Qingling.

She was stunned when she heard the unusually loud sound. With Yan Qingling's personality, he didn't hide away or get angry. Instead, he glanced at her with a burning look in his eyes and smiled slightly on his lips.

Lingxi had to admit that the way this man smiled was indeed charming.

"Originally I thought I owed you, but now you slapped me. Now you owe me."

Seeing Yan Qingling's serious expression, Lingxi couldn't help but burst into tears with laughter. "Did you come to see my joke on purpose? Do you think I went too far, so you did this to me?"

Yan Qingling wanted to hug Lingxi's shoulder, but she dodged it. She raised her hand, but put it down dejectedly. His eyes were clear and his expression was extremely serious. "I think you may have misunderstood. I did this today."

It’s not for any other reason. It’s just that I really can’t help myself.”

"That's enough. I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear anything."

Lingxi covered her ears, but Yan Qingling took her hand away with a serious expression. "Listen to me, leave him. He is really not suitable for you. Take this opportunity. Maybe you leave him.

You will find something better."

Lingxi turned around and looked at him intently, as if he was watching a big joke.

Yan Qingling knew that she didn't believe it and continued: "I know you won't believe me, but I can tell you, if I were a man, I would not let my woman cry! If he were a man, he would not let himself

The woman suffered in vain."

I don't know if his words had an effect or if Lingxi suddenly thought about it, she didn't drive him away.

She couldn't ignore the way he looked at her, and there was her own shadow in his eyes.

There was a painful struggle in his eyes, and a helpless expression in hesitation. In an instant, she suddenly felt that she had the same problem as him.

Isn't it just a kiss? Lingxi smiled calmly to herself, it was nothing to her? She, Feng Lingxi, didn't care about these superficial things.

She made a stop motion towards Yan Qingling and said loudly: "Listen, I just think that what you said and what you did today was just drunken talk. After you sleep and wake up, nothing happened. You never

Wherever you came from, please go back there!"

Seeing that Lingxi had issued an order to expel guests, Yan Qingling couldn't help but feel a little helpless. Many of the things she had originally thought about could not be said. He slowly took off his favorite wine bottle from his waist and handed it to her. "We are both at the end of the world.

When we meet, we have to know each other before. Take a sip, drinking can make people happy, and drinking can make you forget a lot of troubles."

"You know I get drunk when I drink?" Lingxi was a little surprised that she could be so tolerant of him.

Jian Lingxi looked at him defensively, repeatedly looking to see if he had any other bad intentions.

Yan Qingling pointed to a place not far ahead and said: "See, the front is your territory. It doesn't matter even if you are drunk. Don't forget, there are several pairs of eyes there, staring at us.

"Don't worry, I won't dare to make mistakes again." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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