Chen Qingling's Protagonist Owes Me a Theme Song

Afraid of disturbing the sleep of the two fathers, Li Li stepped out of the door lightly, and flew into the mountains and forests, passing white afterimages on the road of Liyang City.

Jin Ling is currently roasting a pheasant.

After Li Li left, he stood there alone for a long time, and suddenly he had no intention of going to the village to find food, and he was really hungry, so he killed two pheasants, processed them by the river, and picked a few more The lotus leaves were taken back, one was made into beggar's chicken, and the other was used for roasting.

No one knows that Jin Ling actually has very good cooking skills, not even his uncle Jiang Cheng. When he is in a bad mood, he likes to go to a place where no one can find him. He has no friends, no Companion, after staying alone for a long time, I always have to find a way to eat, and that's how I developed my cooking skills.

The eldest uncle had told him that the lotus root pork ribs soup made by his mother was the best, but Jin Ling had never tasted it before, but he thought that the soup that his uncle would never forget after all these years must be delicious, right?

Maybe in his blood, he inherited his mother's good cooking skills.

The grilled chicken on the wooden shelf was already ready, and it smelled very delicious. Jin Ling took it down, smelled it, and suddenly missed his mother.

In the past, whenever he missed his mother, he would lose his temper uncontrollably and would keep throwing things. Ever since his uncle told him that his mother was a very gentle person, when Jin Ling missed his mother again, , I can't help but imagine, what kind of gentle mother is she?If she knows that she is an irritable and angry person, does she not like herself?As long as there are such thoughts, Jin Ling will not have the urge to lose his temper.

Moreover, even if he lost his temper, who would love him?

The most suzerain of the Jin family, he will have fewer opportunities to meet his uncle in the future, and the only little uncle who would love him in the Jin family has also died. He is actually not familiar with the remaining elders and disciples. Now he, I have already lost the qualification to be willful and indulgent.

Jin Ling, who was hungry, held the delicious roast chicken in his hand, but he had no intention of opening his mouth.

His heart is too uncomfortable!

The mountains and forests were exceptionally quiet tonight, and Jin Ling's heart was also unprecedentedly quiet. He had been used to this kind of loneliness for years, but now he found it unbearable.

The image of his mother was engraved in Jin Ling's mind, tears welled up suddenly, and when he was about to fall, he raised his head, trying not to shed tears, looking at the bright moonlight with a gloomy expression.

Mom, I miss you so much!

How nice it would be if you were still alive!

If my mother is still alive, will I be able to drink lotus root ribs soup every day?

Is it true that she will be very gentle and gentle to herself?

Doesn't it mean that as long as she's around, uncle and uncle won't have any troubles?

Wouldn't the elders of the Jin family say things to themselves to please the eldest uncle's family and not make them angry?

Is it true that I no longer have to run alone in a place where there is no one, and eat my roasted pheasant alone?

Jin Ling raised his head quietly, tears finally fell down, he pulled the corners of his mouth, and told himself to laugh, to laugh happily, to shoulder the same shoulders as his uncle to raise the family, let mother, father, little uncle, let them The spirit in heaven can be comforted.

Mo Li drifted over at this moment and appeared in front of Jin Ling unexpectedly.

His cultivation was unpredictable, and when he landed steadily, there was actually no sound at all, but the moment Jin Ling landed on the ground, countless fireworks seemed to bloom in Jin Ling's heart. No silence, no gloom, no sadness, all disappeared. All that was left was the joy that filled his heart, and the joy kept spreading in his heart, warm and fiery.

Jin Ling didn't realize how bright the smile on his face was when he saw Li Li.

Seeing Jin Ling squatting on the ground, Mo Li squatted down himself, looking at him with a smile.

For the first time, Jin Ling agreed with Baijia's point of view and Baijia's evaluation of Lan Moli from the bottom of his heart.

How can there be such a beautiful person in the world?

Even such an indecent movement of squatting on the ground, in Lan Moli's place, is still indescribably elegant and upright, and indescribably immortal.

Jin Ling's voice was unprecedentedly gentle, and he handed the pheasant that he had been holding in his hand without eating a bite to Mo Li, and said, "Mo Li, try my roasted pheasant, it should taste okay."

Mo Li didn't answer, Jin Guangyao poisoned him, after all, left some shadow in his heart, he didn't dare to eat indiscriminately!

But it smells so good, he can't help it, he really wants to eat it!His eyes were fixed on the roast chicken in Jin Ling's hand with reluctance.

Jin Ling was puzzled and asked him, "Why don't you eat?"

Under the more than 4000 family rules, Lan Moli never told lies. Now that he is drunk, he can only tell the truth. With that gentle smile that makes people unable to take their eyes off him, he said something completely different: "I I'm afraid you will be poisoned."

Jin Ling's expression froze, well, he already knew that Lan Moli was a talent!It's not unusual to say such words calmly with that kind of expression!

Moreover, he naturally knew why Mo Li said these words. Thinking of the crimes Mo Li had suffered from being poisoned, Jin Ling suddenly felt distressed, and really wanted to slap himself. He didn't know why he had convulsions before, but he even gloated over Mo Li's poisoning. And shamelessly ridiculed him!

Jin Ling was about to die of regret. He silently pulled a piece of chicken, chewed it in his mouth, swallowed it, and proved, "Look, it's not poisonous. I ate it myself!"

Mo Li still didn't answer, this time he was more obedient, and he answered directly before Jin Ling asked, "What if you spit on it? You don't like me! What should I do?"

Jin Ling was a little dumbfounded, I didn't even know you were coming, I didn't even know you were coming, and besides, how could I do such a thing to you!

He finally found out that Lan Moli was drunk, there was no problem on the surface, and his behavior was basically normal, but his IQ had dropped to three years old!

Jin Ling had no choice but to patiently explain to San Suili: "I don't have any saliva, I've already eaten it! Didn't you just see it? And I don't like you, I like you very much!"

Mo Li still had a warm and shallow smile on his face, but his gentle gaze carried a little pride that saw through the truth. He looked at Jin Ling with bright eyes and said, "But, that's your own saliva, you eat it. Just eat it, and you won't dislike your dirty saliva."

Jin Ling was speechless. He didn't know how to answer. What's more, he somehow felt that Mo Li's words made sense. How could people despise his own saliva?

Pooh!What saliva, he didn't spit at all, okay!

Why was she taken into the pit by San Suili!

Jin Ling was simply a black line, deeply felt that it was not easy for the eldest uncle to raise this son!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mo Li thought he was persuaded by him. His eyes became crescent moons with a smile, and his warm expression showed a little cleverness. He stretched out his hands to his chest, slapped his hands hard, and praised himself: Detective Beautiful Boy Li Li, you are really smart!"

Jin Ling laughed out loud.

He swore that if he had known that Lan Moli was so cute, he would never have been against Lan Moli, let alone order the fairy to frighten him!

He smiled and coaxed: "Yes yes yes! Lan, that beautiful boy, Li Li, you are the smartest! I won't give you this now, and it will definitely be no problem to change it for you."

Li Li saw with his own eyes that he dug out a black lump of mud from under the fire, saw him open it, and peeled out a delicious beggar chicken, because he confirmed with his own eyes that there was no problem, so he finally took it with confidence and boldness. Happy to eat!

Li Li once told her father that he is the best at eating. This is actually not bragging, but a fact. After the tragic death of her grandfather who adopted her, she was a minor and was alone again at a young age. In the days when there was no way out, eating and broadcasting was the only way she could grasp to make a living. As a food and broadcasting person, he later became a leader in the food and broadcasting industry. Anorexic person.

Jin Ling himself couldn't care less about eating, and kept staring at him, silently thinking that watching people eat can be such a happy thing.

He knew from a very young age how much he can hate someone when he hates him, but now he knows how much he can love someone when he likes him!

Seeing how serious and sweet Mo Li was eating, he suddenly felt a little regretful. When he was making beggar chicken, he should not have fooled around. He should have put more effort into it. If the taste was better, Mo Li would definitely enjoy eating it more happily.

Mo Li's eating was very pleasing to the eye, but the speed was also very fast. After eating, he took out his handkerchief, wiped his hands and mouth seriously.

Jin Ling smiled and asked him, "Are you full?"

Mo Li smiled warmly and replied, "I'm full."

Seeing him smile like this, Jin Ling couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. This kind of smile from the heart made him look completely different from his usual thorny appearance. It was really very good-looking.

Li Li was attracted by a little cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

Jin Ling was unprepared, he was caught straight, he was dumbfounded for an instant, his whole body was numb, his head was about to lose consciousness, when he finally came to his senses, he knocked off Lan Moli's hand with all his might, and asked angrily, "What are you doing! "

Li Li didn't realize that he had done something wrong at all, there was a red spot on his forehead, so nice to touch, what's wrong?What's there to be angry about? He also ordered the red dots when he was a child, and even pasted the petals on them. It's not the same as being touched by others!

After being hit by Jin Ling, he felt aggrieved, and said unhappy, "I didn't do anything, I just wanted to see if the red dot on your head can be removed, is it real or fake, how did you click it in?" ? What is it for?”

Jin Ling's expression was flustered and helpless, and he was also very angry. It's okay for this person to touch the cinnabar mole, but he even used his hands to buckle it, it's too much!

He said angrily: "No matter what it's for, it can't be touched by outsiders! Can others touch the forehead on your forehead?" He said and went to wipe Mo Li's forehead.

Mo Li would not bother him, so he stood up and teleported in the blink of an eye, dodging Jin Ling's sneak attack.

He suddenly felt a little guilty again. It seemed a bit unfair to touch someone else's red dots and not let others touch his forehead, but there was nothing he could do about how the forehead could be touched by outsiders!

Maybe it was because Jin Ling's eyes were accusing too thoroughly, or maybe it was because he was short-tempered. Mo Li smiled flatteringly at Jin Ling, and coaxed, "Don't be angry!"

How could Jin Ling not be angry!

But he couldn't bear to get angry with Lan Moli, so he cried himself out of anger.

He was crying aggrievedly, Mo Li frowned in worry, he didn't know how to coax him, since he didn't know, he asked, "How can you stop crying?"

Jin Ling sobbed, "Then you have to promise me one request!"

The drunk Mo Li was extraordinarily well-behaved and caring, even when Jin Ling asked him to hide it from his father just now, he agreed, let alone now that he was at a loss, he replied without hesitation: "Okay, what's the request?"

Jin Ling laughed through his tears, and said to him, "I haven't made up my mind yet, I'll talk to you when I do."

Lan Moli rejected his interruption as if refusing him to touch his forehead and said, "No, you say now, I will void it when it expires."

Jin Ling was confused for a while: "Why?"

Lan Moli replied honestly, "I'm not Zhang Wuji."

Who is Zhang Wuji?

Jin Ling had never heard of it!

Since Li Li said that it would be invalidated after the expiration date, he would definitely do what he said given his temperament, so he can only make the request now.

However, how can he ask for anything?

Thinking of the sadness just now, he didn't give up hope at all, and said sullenly: "I just want to save my mother, can you do it?"

It's hard for a gentleman to chase after a word!

Li Li's demeanor was still so gentle, but his expression became very serious. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I can try."

The author has something to say: Keke!cough cough!You really have to be careful when knocking CP. Don’t blame me if there is no CP in the end, and don’t blame me if someone knocks it wrong. I’ll run away (^o^)/

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