Leng Lingyun traveled all the way back to the mansion as fast as she could, and she believed that Mo Qianhan would come back once he got rid of those people "Cousin" Just as Leng Lingyun was about to climb over the wall and return home, a soft call came from the dark.
Hearing this voice, Leng Lingyun couldn't help but shrink a little, I don't know if it was her illusion, I always felt that his seemingly flat voice was a little different from before.
But she quickly calmed down, turned around and smiled sweetly, "Cousin" Mo Qianhan stepped forward and took Leng Lingyun's hand and smiled a little evilly, "Xiao Yun'er, cousin has been waiting for you for a while, let's come out together, so naturally we have to go back together."
Then he couldn't help but take her little hand and turn around and leave.
Leng Lingyun was aroused by his title, coupled with his unusual performance, which made her whole body very uncomfortable, and she tried her best to break free of his hand, but she couldn't do anything.
Mo Qianhan used her spiritual power to take her all the way into Liuyun Pavilion, and at this time, Leng Lingyun's patience finally ran out, and he no longer wanted to be suppressed in this inexplicable atmosphere.
Paused and shook off the hand he was holding, his voice was slightly cold, "You just say what you want" "I thought you would at least care if I was hurt" Mo Qianhan also stopped and turned around, his eyes flashing with a dangerous and strange glow.
"You're standing in front of me so decently, why should I bother asking" Leng Lingyun stubbornly looked at him and refused to give in.
"Tut-tut, it's really ruthless," Mo Qianhan shook his head and looked at her with his hands on his chest.
"What about my ruthlessness, how much do you think you can be better than me," Leng Lingyun's tone revealed a hint of ridicule.
"You are very bold, and the people who dared to provoke me like this in the past are already dead" Mo Qianhan's dark eyes narrowed, and the killing intent emanating from his body in an instant made Leng Lingyun couldn't help but take half a step back.
"You won't kill me" But soon, Leng Lingyun smiled and looked at him and spit out a sentence lightly.
"If you think that because of your father's relationship, I can make you an exception to me, then you are very wrong" Mo Qianhan's voice was full of mockery.
"What if I say you can't kill me" Leng Lingyun raised his head and raised his little face that smiled even brighter, with a hint of provocation.
"Self-confidence is good, but arrogance is not so cute" After Mo Qianhan finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his right hand and choked Leng Lingyun's neck violently.
Leng Lingyun didn't expect him to turn his face in an instant, and he was caught by him by the throat suddenly, her neck looked so slender in his hands, as if it would break off with a little force.
And Leng Lingyun could feel that he was really not joking, he really wanted to kill himself at this moment.
There was a faint red light flashing in his eyes, with a hint of bloodthirsty ruthlessness, and he smiled evilly, "Do you still think I can't kill you?"
the voice was cold, without a trace of warmth.
Leng Lingyun wanted to break free, but she sadly found that this body was really unhelpful.
At this moment, her whole body has been carried into the air by him, and she wants to exert her strength, but her hands and feet have been dancing for a long time, but she can't borrow her strength at all.
A strong feeling of suffocation came to her, her head became more and more dizzy, everything in front of her gradually blurred, and she vaguely seemed to see a pair of blood-red eyes full of anger, staring at her coldly without a trace of emotion
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