Chapter 210 (1/2)
Mu Tianxing stands back and stares at Ling lie.
”Who is she?”
”One School girl.
”Xuemei? Take the suitcase to you, want to live in your home, a girl? ”
”It's really a student sister, but I also know her. When I was in middle school, I couldn't speak. Everyone despised me, just her She didn't dislike me. ”
The simple two dialogues, Mu Tianxing has already touched each other's details clearly, where is this schoolmate, is clearly a childhood sweetheart!
Looking for him here for so many years is enough to show that there may be a connection between them.
Especially at this age, dragging suitcases?
Mu Tianxing's bright big eyes narrowed rapidly, and he bluntly attacked linglie: ”she likes you!”
Linglie opens her mouth and wants to say something, but she doesn't say it after all.
At this time, Zhuo Ran's voice came from the loudspeaker: ”otherwise, I will say that four young people are not in China, let her leave first?”
Linglie stares at Mu Tianxing's sharp eyes and says to Zhuo ran, ”Hmm!”
”Wait a minute!” Mu Tianxing stopped Zhuo ran and said, ”let her in!”
Zhuo Ran is a little surprised: ”little madam?”
Linglie also looked at her doubtfully. He thought that she would not like other women to live in.
And at this moment, no one knows that the real idea of Mu Tianxing is eternal disaster!
If we let lime go like this, she may not be able to bump into it next time, or when. That's the most dangerous time. So, just bring in the lime, no matter what the other party's intention is, as long as it's a rival, it's over on the spot!
”Yes, let her in!”
Mu Tianxing's eyes are full of warnings, looking straight at linglie, as if he dared to make trouble and let lime go, she would never finish with him!
Linglie took a deep look at her and said, ”let her in.”
”OK.” Zhuo ran shut down the conversation of the bed bell.
The bedroom suddenly becomes very quiet. Linglie and Mu Tianxing look at each other. Linglie's expression is more light tension and exploration, while Mu Tianxing is expressionless, with only one eye full of grievances.
A small face carved like a jade plate, with a pair of big watery eyes embedded in it, can't help crying, can't ask, and can't help but come forward to appease people at a glance.
Linglie can't help it.
But he just stepped forward and saw her frowning to warn him!
Linglie dare not move.
”Darling ~! Does the stomach ache again? I'll rub it for you? ”
”How old is she? It's beautiful, isn't it? ”
Talk with the duck.
The answer is not the question.
No questions.
Linglie stood still, and the student answered the teacher's question as seriously as he said: ”when I was in grade two, she read grade one. I can't see if it's not beautiful. ”