Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 679

Sure enough, in the next second, Wu Rongfa's face darkened, and he deliberately showed Qing Ling's face, obviously not satisfied with him.

Chen Yizhen has been with him for 20 years, and she knows the calculations in his heart clearly. Of course, she chose to protect Wu Rongfa's face in front of outsiders, and said with a smile: "Qingling, you are very talented, but in this era, talented There are people everywhere, as a man, you have to support your family, can your little talent guarantee Ling Xiao's life without worry?"

Qingling was not timid at all, and smiled domineeringly: "Auntie! I can assure you that in the future, when Ling Xiao will be with me, we will not only have poems, books, piano paintings and flowers before the moon, but also the daily necessities of daily life. , I will take good care of her for the rest of my life."

Wu Rongfa sneered, and retorted: "But I heard that you have been hidden by Sunshine Entertainment recently, and you can only rely on my family Ling Xiao for the time being?"

Qingling did not show anger as Wu Rongfa expected, but replied calmly: "These are only temporary. Uncle, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. I can't guarantee that I will be absolutely successful, but in terms of money , I will definitely not let Ling Xiao suffer or suffer."

Wu Rongfa obviously didn't believe it.

But Ling Xiao suddenly stood up and replied: "Dad! Don't worry about it here."

Ling Xiao took the initiative to stand beside Qingling, stretched out his hand to hold him naturally, then gave him a warm look and said with a smile: "We are together... very happy and comfortable."

Holding the palm of Ling Xiao's hand, Qing Ling was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ling Xiao in surprise, a slightly scorching light escaped from those slanted and beautiful phoenix eyes.

Ling Xiao came close to his ear and whispered back: "Don't worry, I don't have any problems here."

Qingling squinted her phoenix eyes, and let out an elegant and Ruolan laughter from her throat: "Yes."

Soon, Chen Yizhen took Wu Rongfa away, maybe she had already seen from Ling Xiao's petty gestures that her precious daughter still had a lot of affection for Qing Ling, a little singer.

Let's keep it as a support, anyway, the relationship between two people can only be experienced by themselves.

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.

In Ling Xiao's view, a relationship that can be interfered with is not called true love.

True love is, I love you, you love me too, just right, no outsider can get in.

After seeing off Chen Yizhen and Wu Rongfa, Ling Xiao took Qingling's hand to the kitchen, she tiptoed slightly and kissed Qingling generously: "You are doing well."

"Is this a reward?"

"Ah."

"I still want..."

Ling Xiao held Qingling Zhilan Yushu's face in his face, and kissed him affectionately a few times.

Qingling licked the corners of her lips, and smiled contentedly: "You go out first! I'll cook for you."

Ling Xiao leaned against the door of the kitchen, staring at him brightly, and there was a warm and affectionate atmosphere in the air.

It is really in line with the life situation Zhang Ailing described, the world is stable, and the years are quiet and good.

After dinner, it was Qing Ling who came to the kitchen to tidy up again. After he tidied up, Ling Xiao had already showered and was sitting on the sofa in the living room looking through her favorite history books.

Qingling sticks to Ling Xiao's side, nudging her from time to time. Ling Xiao actually doesn't like to be close to people when he is reading, but... Qingling may be an exception?
Tired of crooked over, two people go to bed.

Ling Xiao vaguely saw the imprint of a purple crabapple flower engraved on Qingling's right shoulder.

She reached out and touched it gently.

Chasing the feelings of many lifetimes, it seems that she suddenly found an outlet for catharsis, which made her always indifferent and desireless heart gushes out, it seems that kind of vast and majestic feelings...

Xiao Qiang made a fuss: Miss, can you tell me about your past?

Ling Xiao: ...

No time.

Xiaoqiang made a bitter face: But people are curious!
Ling Xiao didn't respond to Xiaobi Xiaoqiang, and directly closed the sea of ​​consciousness.

Coming to the recording studio arranged by Sister Su again, Ling Xiao and Qing Ling stood at the entrance of the recording studio together.

Qingling is wearing a black shirt, jeans, and sneakers today. She looks like a young boy. Standing in the crowd, she is definitely a graceful and eye-catching existence.

Qingling stretched out her arms to hug Ling Xiao, leaned into her ear and whispered with a smile: "Every time you come with me, I feel full of energy all day long."

Ling Xiao raised his heroic eyebrows, with a clear expression: "What? You still want someone else to accompany you?"

Qingling nodded seriously: "Yes."

Ling Xiao gave him a threatening look: "Who do you want to accompany?"

Qing Ling smiled and stretched out her hand to scratch the tip of Ling Xiao's delicate nose, jokingly said, "Of course it's my brother! Otherwise, what do you think?"

He won't betray the girl he likes!
What's more, Ling Xiao is not just an ordinary lover to him.

Some love is not only a superficial physical union, but also a fusion of souls.

For some reason, after Qingling got together with Ling Xiao, he occasionally felt that he was not an ordinary little singer in Xiangcheng, and he felt that there seemed to be some mystery hidden behind him.

But no one told him, and he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

Qing Ling hugged Ling Xiao again, then entered the recording studio alone, and started to adjust the equipment.

Ling Xiao returned to the lounge next door.

At some point, a familiar figure of a man walked in from the door of the lounge, Ling Xiao held the white porcelain teacup in his hand, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him.

This was the first time Lin Chaohui met Ling Xiao. Obviously, he was amazed by Ling Xiao, and his first impression of Ling Xiao was very good.

"You are?" Lin Zhaohui took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm. This action seemed to be very leisurely.

Ling Xiao squinted her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and she recognized him at the first sight. He was the husband of the original owner's previous life, who was also the one who seemed to be in harmony with each other, and finally went to divorce with a disastrous end.

Ling Xiao smiled lightly: "I'll wait for my friend here."

She didn't introduce herself because it wasn't necessary, and she didn't plan to have an in-depth exchange with Lin Chaohui.

Lin Chaohui had a very good impression of her. She was sitting alone on the sofa in the lounge, her black hair was smooth and beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and picturesque, her temperament was elegant and tranquil, like an ethereal and otherworldly person. The Goddess in Cao Zhiluo's God Fu has a fight.

Lin Chaohui took the initiative to hand out his business card, and said with a smile, "Get to know each other?"

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and refused, "Sir! I'm not familiar with you."

Lin Chaohui suddenly became a little embarrassed.

The outstretched palm could only be retracted sadly.

In order to avoid the stagnation of the atmosphere, Ling Xiao put down the white porcelain teacup on his own, stood up gracefully from the sofa, and left alone.

Ling Xiao stood at the entrance of the recording studio, staring at Qingling who was not far away. When he sang, he wore earphones, his expression concentrated, his delicate phoenix eyes were half closed, and he seemed to be extremely absorbed, a little deaf The indifference and tranquility of things outside the window.

In essence, Ling Xiao and Qing Ling are the same people, they don't care about external affairs, and they are indifferent in their bones.

But once you fall in love with someone, you can become a moth to a flame.

At some point, Lin Zhaohui walked over again, as if he just happened to pass by here, and said with a smile: "Miss Wu, can I know you now?"

Ling Xiao turned his head suspiciously, and glanced at him lukewarmly.

Lin Chaohui put on the most upright and most attractive appearance, smiled politely and said: "Miss Wu! You are a top student from the No. [-] Institute, and you are studying at the Institute of Tourism Studies. I happen to know Professor Zhuang from the Institute of Tourism Studies. I just called He confirmed, he mentioned you to me..."

Before Lin Zhaohui could finish speaking, Ling Xiao interrupted him conveniently: "Sorry! I'm not interested in you."

After speaking, Ling Xiao deliberately bypassed him, walked to the northernmost side of the recording studio, and followed several staff members to revise the sound of Qing Ling's new song.

(End of this chapter)