The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1320 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (108)

"So that's it... This is the first time I've heard such a story." Xiao Tao pouted.

"Scholar Liang can't tell the difference between dreams and reality?" Xiaotao asked again.

"Yes, I can't tell the difference between dreams and reality." Nangong Wubing nodded again.

"Does Liang Shusheng think that Miss Li is real?" Xiao Tao asked again.

"Yes." Nangong Wubing nodded again, but felt very desolate in his heart.

"This Scholar Liang is really good at daydreaming." As he said this, Xiao Tao smiled and said, "If possible, I would also like to have such a dream, haha." The laughter was like a silver bell, very happy.

Maybe it was really a daydream... Nangong Wubing took another bite of the snack. This snack was originally soft and delicious, but when he ate it in his mouth, it tasted like nothing.

……

They went out for a supper, and then came back when it was evening.

Nangong Wubing was about to take a bath again, and he wanted to ask Lian Mo to wipe his back, but Jiuye said, let your coachman do it for you.

Nangong Wubing was furious again, gritting his teeth and chopping his feet secretly.

If Lian Mo took the initiative to help Nangong Wubing rub his back, Jing Qingran didn't know what to say.

Before taking a bath, Nangong Wubing passed a piece of paper to Lian Mo, and after handing the paper to him, Nangong Wubing left without saying anything, walking in a hurry.

Jiuye naturally knew this, but Jiuye didn't stop it.

Even Mo was about to take a bath, so he didn't look at this piece of paper right away, he put it aside.

After taking a shower, Lian Mo picked up this piece of paper. The content on the paper probably read: Brother Lian Mo, actually, in the story I told you this morning, Miss Li is not the person in the painting, and she is not Liang. The scholar imagined that they did not meet in a dream...

Brother Lian Mo, in fact, in this story, Miss Li's true identity is actually...a...man...

This is really a story I read in a book, and I'm not talking nonsense.

Lian Mo didn't know what it felt like when he looked at the paper.

……

After Nangong Wubing took a good bath, he wanted to go to find Lian Mo, but he was too embarrassed to go there, and I don't know, did he read that piece of paper?Nangong Wubing was a little nervous and hesitant.

I don't know, will Lian Mo accept this story?
He still walked outside Lian Mo's guest room. He hesitated again and stood outside for a long time. Lian Mo felt a figure outside the door. He walked over and opened the door. Nangong Wubing stood outside the door.

"No disease." He called him.

Unexpectedly, Brother Lian Mo would come and open the door... Nangong Wubing lowered his head and called him softly.

"Why did you come outside but not come in?" Lian Mo asked him.

"Brother Lian Mo, I... wrote to you, the paper, have you... read it?" He asked, lowering his head, not daring to raise his eyes.

"I saw it, I saw it just now." Lian Mo nodded to him.

"Brother Lian Mo, will you...not accept this story?" He asked in a low voice.

"No." Lian Mo shook his head.

Why not accept it?To put it bluntly, this story is just a story.

"Do you really accept it?" Nangong Wubing gently raised his head.

"Uh..." Lian Mo looked at him, why did he ask so seriously?He had already answered it just now.

"Perhaps, for Brother Lian Mo..." Nangong Wubing looked at him, feeling extremely desolate in his heart... That story is just a story, so why bother with a story?
(End of this chapter)