The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1322 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (110)

He hasn't confessed his love to anyone, neither men nor women. If he confesses his love to Lian Mo, it really takes a lot of courage.

At this moment, Jing Qingran came over, seeing Nangong Wubing's hesitation and blushing, he probably knew that he wanted to confess his love to Lian Mo, but was too embarrassed to confess...

Fortunately, this is ancient times, and people are relatively conservative. If you put it in modern times, maybe Nangong would confess his love to Lian Mo without illness...

"Master Nangong, why is your face so red?" Jing Qingran asked him.

"Xu... Mr. Xu..." Nangong Wubing turned to look at her, his face turned redder when he said that, but he didn't know how to answer her, so he had to lower his head slightly.

"Mr. Nangong, what do you want to say to Lian Daxia?" Jing Qingran asked him, and she also walked to the table and sat down.

"Uh...Actually, it's nothing..." He shook his head, trying to hide it.

"I guessed it, you must... like... Lian Daxia... right?" Jing Qingran said.

Nangong Wubing was hesitant and refused to speak, Jing Qingran didn't know what was going on, it seemed that he just said it out of his brain.

"Uh...no...no..." He shook his head, vigorously, his face continued to flush red like a red apple.

Almost blushing.

"You still said no, look at your face...it's so red, and it's still in front of Hero Lian..." Jing Qingran curled her lips.

"Xu... Mr. Xu...you...don't talk nonsense..." He lowered his head, swaying, like a big girl getting into a sedan chair for the first time.

"Since you said that, it also proves that you don't like Lian Daxia, so I'm relieved." Jing Qingran said.

"Uh... Mr. Xu... why... why did you say that?" Nangong Wubing looked at Jing Qingran and asked, not caring about the redness and heat on his face.

"Actually, I also like Lian Daxia. I really like him. I...have...explained my feelings to...Lian Daxia...the day before yesterday," Jing Qingran said.

It was said that Nangong Wubing's whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar in an instant, his whole body was chilled, and his body felt cold.

"This...is this...really?" Nangong Wubing looked at Jing Qingran, his eyes lost half of their spirit.

"It's true." Jing Qingran nodded.

Nangong Wubing almost fell to the ground.

What the hell, aren't you throwing him into an ice cellar and then into hell?
How could he bear this blow?His expression was stained with sorrow, and his eyes lost half of their spirit.

"Master Xu, you... like... Brother Lian Mo?" He tried his best to suppress himself, suppress himself, not to shed tears, but he couldn't help it, the tears swirled in his eyes.

"Yes." Jing Qingran still nodded.

Lian Mo didn't say anything, Jing Qingran did confess his love to him the night before yesterday.

"Then...then Brother Lianmo...do you like you?" Asking this question, his heart ached and his voice trembled, and he looked at Lianmo again: "Brother Lianmo, you...do you like... ...her?"

Nangong Wubing probably already knew the fact that Jing Qingran and Xiaotao were women.

This... Lian Mo hasn't answered Jing Qingran yet.

"He hasn't answered me yet." Jing Qingran said.

Hearing this, Nangong Wubing is in hell, and seems to have seen a glimmer of hope.

He looked at Lian Mo again.

"I haven't answered her yet," Lian Mo said.

This is true.

(End of this chapter)