having fun

Anyone who knows Ding Ding's girl knows that this girl is a face control, to what extent is she a control person?Probably to the extent that peony flowers die, and being a ghost is also flirtatious.

On a bright, comfortable and lazy afternoon, in a remote and rough farmhouse in Jinshui, she admired the sickly pale man in front of her because of a serious injury, holding the meat porridge with restraint and understanding, eating it gracefully, just like a well-educated man The rich young master.

Then she remembered that although the Tang family was famous for assassinations, Tang Wule was definitely a young master as the elder brother of Miss Tang Xiaowan.

The rare time of ease and peace is always short. Ding Ding, who suddenly felt chest tight and short of breath, frowned, and tightened his fingers in the next second, the phalanges were pale due to too much force.

She vomited blood in a gulp, black with purple in it, like a delicate flower blooming on the ground.

As if he had just suddenly realized it, Tintin, who had also become weak and pale, had a bad tone.

"Hey, that Tang Wule, where is the antidote on your body?"

"...Aren't all my things in your place?" Thinking of this, Tang Wule's face darkened again. The nun's mother was stripped naked by this girl, and she still had the face to ask her where the antidote was?

"Do I need to ask you if I can find the antidote?" She glared at him with an idiot look.

The other party glared back, "Where are my things!"

Ding Ding wiped off the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and dragged out a pile of broken copper and iron from under the wooden bed where the other party had been lying for three days... Yes, please pay attention to the word 'broken'.

Tang Wule was dumbfounded, the half bowl of porridge in his hand slipped from his weak hand with a bang, and fell to pieces on the hard rocky ground.

"You son of a bitch! I'm a piggy mechanism!! I'm a thousand receivers!!! I'm a flying kite!!!! I'm..."

Tang Wule was heartbroken, and Ding Ding's eyes wandered guiltily because of his pain. Although he didn't understand what the other party was saying, he explained in a low voice.

"Ben, this girl is just curious about the Tang Sect's weapons..."

Because of being too emotional, Tang Wule coughed violently, and even the wound that had begun to heal turned the snow-white bandage red with the scent of medicine.

"I hate you Immortal Banban!!!"

Ding Ding expressionlessly tugged on the other party's loose but fine-quality long hair, and looked down at the pleasing face that looked up at her angrily.

"The thing has already happened, you can figure it out! If you don't detoxify this girl, you will die in love together!"