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It is said that long-term illness cures illness.

Qin Lang has never believed in this.

But now, with the facts before us, I have to say that the ancients did not deceive me!

No, Miss Bloody Mandala, who has had some physical problems since she was a child, has learned through long-term self-reflection that practice makes perfect in treating illnesses and saving lives.

No matter how busy he is, no matter how surprised he is, he will always take care of Qin Lang's body.

Finally, after a long period of time, Qin Lang returned to a normal human bone count.

"Thank you for your hard work, but there is nothing we can do. After all, we are on a plane, and other actions are not convenient. Are you feeling weird?" Qin Lang patted the bloody mandala on the head with a wry smile.

The bloody mandala looked left and right, looking for something, but couldn't find it. She could only sigh in her heart, swallowed helplessly, and rolled her eyes angrily, "So, what do you think?

So there won’t be any confusion?”

Complaints are all complaints, but in my heart, I am actually a little happy.

At least, in Qin Lang's heart, he regarded her as a woman. Even if the front and rear cabins were isolated, he did not want her to do too much on such occasions.

In this case, Qin Lang will never argue with Bloody Mandala on this.

Remember m in one second.

Firstly, he has no confidence, and secondly, even if he wins, there is no benefit.

From the time he was hospitalized to the mushroom house, it took more than half a month. During this period, he was vegetarian every day. He finally encountered the bloody mandala who had thrown himself into the trap, and naturally he became a little more aggressive.

She couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart. She stretched out her hand and wiped the red circles under her eyes, then changed the subject and said, "How is the situation over there in the Demon City? I promise you, both Chen Pingan and his master will be fine now.

It has been crushed to pieces, where are you?"

Bloody Mandala bit the slightly red corner of her mouth,

His expression was full of resentment, "That guy has offended a lot of people outside. It's not an exaggeration to say that he has enemies all over the place. There are a lot of security personnel around him, including quite a few masters.

Even if I want to assassinate him, I can't find a good entry point in a short time."

No!

In the past, Blood Mandala's mind was all about how to seize the opportunity and prepare for assassination all the time. It was very likely that he would follow the target for half a month, grasp the whereabouts, and formulate plans.

But now?

She couldn't get into this job at all, and her mind would be distracted by images that suddenly popped up from time to time.

Losing concentration and attacking rashly are the most taboo things for killers.

"Let me ask you seriously, do you really want to kill him, or are you not ready at all and are you just trying to make a quick statement?" Qin Lang pinched the cheek of Bloody Mandala.

Bloody Mandala sneered, "I wish I could tear it into pieces! How could I not be prepared?"

There is no kindness in giving birth to a child without raising him. What's more, his mother was brutally killed because of his greed and selfishness.

This kind of person is scum. If I can't find the opportunity, I will definitely use all means to let him taste what it means to be miserable!"

"I'll help you..." Qin Lang said with a warm smile on his face, "Don't refuse in a hurry. Today is different from the past. Your enemy is naturally my enemy."

According to Bloody Mandala's character, he never needs to trouble others with his own affairs.

But now, isn’t Qin Lang one of his own?

Bloody Mandala pondered for a long time, without looking into Qin Lang's eyes, but lowered his head, "I will help you too..."

…

evening,

Tianhai City, villa area, living room.

Qin Lang crossed his legs, leaned on the sofa, and took a deep breath.

Not to mention, I have been living in this villa since I traveled through time. Once I got used to it, it felt like home.

"Drink tea."

Chu Mengyao was dressed like a dancer from the Western Regions. Her whole body was covered with a layer of purple gauze, giving her an exotic feel.

She walked over with the tea set, and as she swayed, the bell tied around her waist made a clear and sweet sound.

Even though Qin Lang was not at home during this period, he was always in contact with him on his mobile phone.

Especially Chu Mengyao's side. Whenever Su Xiaoxiao was too busy at the orphanage, he would ask Chu Mengyao to come over and take care of the housework.

It doesn't matter whether there is anyone at home, things still need to be done, and every day's clothes are carefully selected by him.

This person is the y of the dancer from the Western Regions.

Qin Lang reached out and pulled Chu Mengyao to sit on his lap.

The silver bell made a crisp sound, and Chu Mengyao was a little squirmed, seemingly reluctant and slightly resistant.

Qin Lang chuckled, "Why, after not seeing each other for a while, the tacit understanding that we finally cultivated just disappeared like that?"

Chu Mengyao pretended to be confused and hesitated, "What do you mean? What kind of tacit understanding?"

Qin Lang nuzzled towards the cup on the coffee table.

What else could it mean?

Tea and water have been brought, but you don’t even know how to feed me?

Chu Mengyao stood up, held the tea cup, and handed it to Qin Lang without saying a word. Even when Qin Lang stretched out his hand to pull her to sit down, he felt a force of resistance, which was obviously a rejection.

What's going on? Is this?

Even Qin Lang was a little confused when he encountered this situation.

Three days without putting on the roof?

Or is it that the bunny spirit is addicted to wearing Y-shirts, and even if he changes his clothes now, he still wants to nibble on carrots half-heartedly?

"The housework has been done, and I've also tidied up the bedroom for you. Can I go back?" Chu Mengyao stood far away from Qin Lang and asked in a cold voice.

"cannot!"

Chu Mengyao frowned, "Why? When you are at home, I have to follow your instructions no matter what you want. When you are not at home, you think of me and instruct me to do a few things, but I can't remember them.

Just leave me alone!

What do you think I am?

Is it a tool that can be used at will??”

Her voice became louder and louder, and in the end, it sounded like she was questioning.

yes!

She wanted something from Qin Lang, but did Qin Lang's behavior not take her seriously?

When I was at home, I would do random things and tease her when I remembered. If I couldn't remember, I would just ignore it and let it go. Even for a long period of time, she took the initiative to ask but didn't get any reply, as if she had been abandoned.

This feeling was something Chu Mengyao had never experienced before.

It is cold violence that is more cruel than physical torture!

"Otherwise, who do you think you are? The eldest lady of the Chu family? Have you forgotten your identity?"

Qin Lang asked back with a sneer, but his heart suddenly dawned.

No wonder Chu Mengyao is so nervous. So this is what happened?

She is worthy of being a wealthy lady with pride radiating from her very bones. With a simple press, whatever is on her mind is revealed as if she were pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Of course, Qin Lang would not think that Chu Mengyao was jealous.

He still has this bit of self-awareness.

So far, everything he has done has not reached that point. The reason why Chu Mengyao is so angry is all caused by the sense of gap.

This is like a former suitor who took the trouble to send love letters to beautiful women every day. Even if he was rejected, he would not stop and it continued for a long time.

But suddenly one day, the suitor gave up!

Is it the suitor who should take the leap?

No no no!

It's a beauty!

Because she had formed such a habit in her subconscious mind, suddenly the suitor stopped sending love letters, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The things are different, but the underlying nature is the same.

It's just that some women will hide their dissatisfaction and not express it, but some women will question it back without hesitation.

Chu Mengyao is this kind of woman!

"Remember your identity, if I ask you to come, you have to come!

I allow you to go, so you can go!

Are you unhappy? Hold it in for a while!

This is the first time, and if there’s a next time, you won’t use it again!”

Qin Lang stared at Chu Mengyao coldly, showing no pity for her at all.

Sense of gap?

Since Chu Mengyao likes this set, then just follow the way above.

Isn’t it just for fun??
Chapter completed!