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In the next second, Song Mingjian's face changed to a gentle expression. Just now, Gu Xiangling had said, "Sword of Inscription, be careful." He heard it clearly, and there was genuine concern and heartache in her voice.

However, when he saw Gu Xiangling's expression, Song Mingjian's heart sank to the bottom. He once again had that cold and expressionless expression on his face. This woman couldn't have learned the art of changing her face in the blink of an eye, right?

Gu Xiangling ran upstairs with the basin of water in her arms, while Song Mingjian followed closely behind. The moment she closed the door, Song Mingjian forcefully pushed open the door and entered.

When Bei Mengmeng saw him, she flew over with a "sou" sound. "Brother, I've finished my snacks."

Gu Xiang was dizzy from spirit energy. First, the white pigeon had been bought by Song Ming's sword. Even this little elf had to go back on his word? " "Mengmeng, come here."

Bei Mengmeng blinked as she looked innocently at Song Mingjian and whispered, "Big brother, big sister is angry again. Are you the one who messed with me?"

Song Ming's sword feigned an expression that was a hundred times more aggrieved than him as he spread out his hands and said: "June's Feixue, I am even more aggrieved than Dou Er. "I've been following your sister's hair all this time. Who knows which hair of hers didn't come off, making her extremely angry."

Just as he finished speaking, a book thicker than a brick flew towards him. Song Mingjian elegantly turned the book around and firmly caught it in his hand. Gu Xiangling shook her head and said, "Ai, a writer doesn't even know how to appreciate books. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning in the sky?"

Gu Xiangling pouted, then threw out whatever she was grabbing. As she did so, she cursed, "Scram far away from me." She then roared at Bei Mengmeng, "And you, you little traitor."

Song Ming grabbed his head and dodged her attack while shouting, "Mengmeng, be careful. The tigress is showing her might." As he spoke, his mind was distracted. He stepped on a pen and suddenly lost his balance. He fell to the ground while baring his fangs and brandishing his claws.

Gu Xiangling finally couldn't hold back her laughter. "Your mouth is full of nonsense. You can call me a beast. You deserve retribution, right? It's your turn!" She looked out of the window at the sky and said, "God has eyes!"

After she finished speaking, she couldn't hear Song Mingjian's reply, and after a few more minutes, there was no response either. Puzzled, he turned his head to look. Song Ming was lying on the ground without making a sound, and did not move at all.

As for Bei Mengmeng, she was lying beside him, her big eyes filled with fear. She whispered in a voice filled with fear, "Big sister, big brother fell to his death."

"He's pretending!" Gu Xiangling took a few steps forward and lightly kicked him a few times, but Song Ming's sword remained as unresponsive as a block of wood. Gu Xiangling's mind buzzed as fear filled her heart. Her right leg went limp, half kneeling beside him. He slapped his face a few times, but he still didn't move.

Bei Mengmeng rubbed her plump hands together and suddenly said, "Try pinching me!"

"People?" Gu Xiangling asked. Her knowledge of physiology was a mess, so she couldn't remember which part was "human." The middle part of the human body?

It should be that the most sensitive place to awaken is the one in the choke. However, that place... Gu Xiangling's face immediately turned red, so hot that even her ears were burning.

Bei Mengmeng anxiously shouted, "Sister, hurry up! If this continues, brother will lose his life. "

Gu Xiangling hesitated, but still reached out her hand towards Song Mingjian's vital parts. The closer they got, the more her hand trembled. It was like a movie in his head, the images of his entanglement flickering in his mind.

Bei Mengmeng's eyeballs were about to fall out. What's wrong with my sister's brain? How could it be there?

"People at the lips …" Bei Mengmeng muttered softly and immediately reminded Gu Xiangling. She jerked back her hand, wishing that the ground would crack open and she could dive in.