“Besides, you are not allowed to speak of concubinage. In fact, the concubine is no longer a former concubine. I suspect that he has memories of his past life, like that demon from Pastoral times. ”

Song's eyes lit up. “Why do you doubt him like that? ”

“In the CCU quarantine room, he talked about the prescription in detail, and I asked him if he was as detailed as you, after the corruption, he acquiesced. ”

“…” Song's worry-free eyes swept by surprise.

“You're so happy right now, you're on the brink again. I'm going to get stuck in there and die.” Huang Ling smiled.

People, an Oriental Xuan, a Song Gui Fei, what's her fuss?

“Silly girl.” Song did not worry about Huang Ling, “Huang Ling, from now on, you will be my sister. ”

“Aren't you sister? My ID card is bigger than yours. I want to be your sister. ”

“I lived longer than you, I came here a thousand years ago. ”

“The old monster. ”

“So you're my sister.” Song Wuoxiao smiled and patted Huang Ling's back lightly.

When he inadvertently raised his head and saw the woman standing in front of him, Song had no worries and his eyes were cold. He held Huang Ling and lay down on the ground. “Careful! ”

Boom!

The road light pole behind me was hit by a bullet and rang.

Song Min Xiao and Huang Ling were shocked and looked up at the road light pole.

It was a fake bullet, only a sound, but the surface of the street light pole was good.

Huang Ling was frightened, his voice trembled a little, and he was nervous: “Is it Li Xinxin? Li Xinxin wants to assassinate you? ”

“It's all right.” Song Lixiao pulled Huang Ling up and protected Huang Ling. He looked at the more than tens of thousands of people who walked in cold.

Cheng Wan walks like a T-stage, quite beautiful.

Her eyes fell on Huang Ling, who was behind Song None's worries.

Huang Ling saw it was her. Her face changed slightly. Is that her?

So, she's trying to assassinate her?

Thinking about it, Huang Ling's eyes cooled.

She walked out of Song's back without fear and looked cold at Cheng Wan.

“Without Pastoral love, come to hurt his wife. Do you think you'll get Pastoral heart if you do this?” No worries about Song Leng Dao.

“Who else would Mugu marry if he killed her? If he marries no one, his heart will be mine sooner or later. I'm afraid his heart doesn't belong to me.” Cheng Wan laughed more coldly, looking at Huang Ling, "sluggish reaction, no observation, no foreign language yet, not enough intelligence... you also deserve to be Mrs. President? ”

“Huang Ling has a kind heart. Kindness can win the whole world, don't you? Your body, your temperament, your education, just give you a few men outside, you can't have what you want most. There are many beautiful but red-faced women like you today, but few kind women like Huang Ling, you don't disrespect Huang Ling, and the whole country doesn't disrespect you, and you are even less qualified to be the wife of the President.” Song Li said, looking at Cheng Wan's eyes, full of disdain.

Previously, she betrayed Cheng Jianxin, and her views on her had improved, but now, her views on her were the same as before.

Cheng Wanduo is still that Cheng Wanduo, who is called a bad woman.

The reason she betrayed Cheng Jianxin was because of Pastoralism, not for anything.

“Really? I'd like to see it. Do people in K want me to be the wife of the president or you?” Cheng Wan pointed to Huang Ling with a smile.

Nice smile on your face, just chilling in your eyes.

Huang Ling smiled, “The most important thing now is not who K-country people want to be, but who Pastoral Ancients want to be. ”