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Chapter 789

Chapter 789

The only difference is that she didn't cry before.

And now, she is crying.

Tears flowed down his cheeks, and his lively eyes had long lost their former look.

The pain was so numb that it was difficult to make a sound.

Tang Jingyue struggled to open her mouth, trying to comfort Lingxi, but found that her tears could not be wiped clean.

"Uncle Master, aren't we dazzled?"

Lingxi swept away his despair and said with a smile: "It's too dark, the dark clouds are heavy, blocking the star."

"Suning is so smart and so lucky. He must be safe and sound."

"Let's go and have dinner. I'm starving."

Lingxi rubbed her belly playfully and walked briskly into the living room.

She picked up the already cold take-out vegetarian porridge and poured it into her mouth.

The soup is dripping, and there is no image at all.

"Senior sister, please don't do this." Pei Chuan pleaded with a choked cry, "Just cry out if you feel sad. Don't hurt yourself."

Lingxi blinked innocently and said, "Why should I cry?"

"I'm hungry and want to fill my stomach, that's all."

"And you, don't cry."

"It's so noisy and annoying to hear."

Lingxi chewed it in small bites, feeling satisfied.

After finishing the vegetarian porridge, she dug out a large bag of snacks from the drawer.

Potato chips, biscuits, cakes, chocolate...

She turned on the TV, found a comedy variety show, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and watched intently.

The potato chips are crispy, the biscuits are fragrant, and the chocolate is rich.

Lingxi devoured the food and stuffed it into his mouth one after another.

"He promised me that we would go back to Taoshan Village to visit my grandma and make me crucian carp and tofu soup."

"When the fate dispute is over, we will build a small building in the back mountain of Kunlun and mine some wasteland."

"Growing tomatoes, radishes, and corn are all my favorites."

"He is responsible for planting, and I am responsible for watching."

"Grrrrrr, that's interesting."

"He hasn't fulfilled what he promised me, so how can he break his promise?"

"Oh, Suning's sneakers are still hanging out, look at my brain."

She patted her forehead, put on her slippers and hurried outside.

Maybe the floor was too slippery and Lingxi fell.

She lay on the ground, feeling nauseated for no reason.

"Bucket, trash can." She covered her mouth and instructed anxiously.

Pei Chuan rolled and crawled over it, but before he could say anything, Lingxi was already holding the trash can and vomiting wildly.

"Me, when I first saw Suning, he was like a dead fish, lying on the bed limply."

"He looked at me secretly, thinking I didn't know."

"Hmph, who am I? The Young Master of Kunlun, the youngest Heavenly Spirit Master in China. I know exactly what he is thinking."

"You call me master with your mouth, but talk about your wife behind your back, that's terrible."

"I went to my room in the middle of the night to look for books, and I couldn't even drive them away."

"Stalker and shameless."

"You know, I hate this kind of man the most."

Lingxi said proudly: "Who likes him? Anyway, I don't like him."

She spoke at length, but suddenly stopped.

In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried silently, her face stained with tears.

She is no longer the independent young master of Kunlun.

She is just Lingxi, a pure Lingxi.

The Lingxi he likes.


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