Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 889 For the sake of fairness, I give you a name

Gu Ling seemed to be able to hear the buzzing of insects outside the window into a burst of laughter—but looking at the serious thinking of the man in front of her, it seemed that she was not teasing her, but was stating a conclusion after careful consideration.

I'm so angry—but I have no reason to refute him—I can't remember that it was her who fell into the pool...

Forget it, a loss is a blessing, and a loss is a blessing.

Gu Ling comforted herself, raised her eyes and saw that this person was looking at her with a half-smile, and for some reason, there was a numb feeling on the back of her neck.

This feeling is very familiar.

I just can't remember.

"Why are you looking at me?" She really couldn't understand his unreasonable staring, so she simply asked.

This is called breaking the pot and breaking it!

He didn't evade, he still had that inscrutable look, his cool and soft voice softened in the quiet night:

"To be fair, let me give you a name."

Parents and elders have always given names, so there is no reason for strangers to name them.

Gu Ling wanted to shake her head subconsciously, but also felt very sleepy after a day of trouble, so she sent him away first and let him go.

So she hesitated and nodded her head.

Rong Ye was very satisfied with her well-behaved appearance, and the corner of her mouth curled up a slight arc, which was no longer that half-smile.

The strange feeling in Gu Ling's heart dissipated somewhat, and her tight shoulders gradually let go of her guard.

She looked at him, and Rong Ye said indifferently, "You lost your memory because of the water, so you can name it 'Ling'?"

For some reason, upon hearing his words, Gu Ling's heart skipped a beat, and there was a bit of anticipation in her heart, even half of the sleepy bugs flew away.

Careful joy is indispensable in the words: "Which word 'ling' did you say?"

"The word 'Ling' in 'Ling color at the beginning of clearing, the smoke around, and the quiet sound cascading ten strings'."

Seeing that he read the poem very seriously, Gu Ling couldn't bear to tell the truth, so she just nodded and smiled: "Oh~"

Suddenly realized the appearance.

But I regretted that I didn't memorize ancient poems well at the beginning, and now I suffered from being uneducated.

Fortunately, Rong Ye saw through her mind, stretched out his palm towards her, slightly hooked his pale and slender fingers.

"Give me your hand."

"Ok?"

Gu Ling hesitated, but when she saw the other party looking at her with a look of "you look at you like this, do I still need to play tricks to eat your tofu"-referred to as caring for the mentally retarded, she put a hand on it with confidence.

Hmm - back of hand up.

It's like the owner trained the dog to shake hands successfully.

Rong Ye smiled helplessly.Gu Ling was a little bit annoyed and let go of her hand, but felt a chill on the back of her hand, and the other party turned her hand around.

Without giving her time to think, the palm of her hand was itchy. It was he who was writing on her palm with his fingertips.

The breeze came slowly, and slowly brushed the hair on his forehead, and the quiet moonlight fell leisurely on him.

Gu Ling couldn't help sighing from the bottom of her heart, this life is really beautiful.

"You hold my hand, how can I write?"

The man's smiling voice lightly passed over her ears, and Gu Ling came back to her senses.

she!Home!Of course!Unknowingly and shamelessly holding someone's hand!
Wow, no matter what, it is also the two thousand gold of the majestic prime minister's mansion. Although he was the first to break into the boudoir at night, she was the second to eat tofu!

As if a switch had been clicked, the moment Gu Ling let go of her hand, she was firmly held back by a burst of force.

"If you stop, where can I write?"

What he said made sense, but her heart was beating so hard that it was really hard for her to keep in touch with this goblin-like man.

"Wait, I'll get you a pen and paper!"

"Do not…"

Before the man could stop him, he saw the figure running away in a panic from his back.

But after a while, Gu Ling's face was stained with ink, and she came back with a piece of rice paper and a brush.

She actually forgot that writing in ancient times was very troublesome, so she randomly ground ink on the spot and brought it to him.

Unknowingly, the original drowsiness has awakened.

But, is there anyone else in this room?

(End of this chapter)