Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 2117 The Agreement Between Two Black-bellied Women

Linggui and Gong Siyu left Ji Ruchen's house.

While waiting for the elevator behind the door, Ling quietly walked around behind Miyajiyu, tiptoe, and put his arms around his neck from the back. In a bad mood, he said softly, "Disi, I don't want to go by myself. ."

With a "dingdong", the elevator door opened.

Gong Siyu didn't say anything. He just turned around, cuddling Linghui sideways and walked into the elevator, using the floor, then bowed his head and kissed Linghui's lips, "Hey, don't think about it."

Gong Siyu knew that Lingyu was still thinking about Ji Ruchen and Angelica.

The spirit was buried in Gong Siyu's neck, and after an obedient response, he said nothing until Gong Siyu hugged her home.

Drunk Farreid went to Susu's room to rest. Ning Lingge and his Shuer estimated that they were in the guest bedroom. The puppet servants in the house all stood aside and went to sleep.

Gong Siyu changed Linggui to clean slippers, and she held Linggui all the way back to the bedroom before she spoke.

"The Emperor..."

"Huh?" Gong Siyu hugged Lingling into the cool air-conditioning bed with Linggui.

In the dim light, the sly eyes stared at the quiet city outside the French windows with complicated twinkling. After a long while, he muttered: "I have never been a savior, nor a living bodhisattva, but I am always doing things to save people. Everyone I saved, thinking about it now, seems to be driven by profit. Angelica is the only exception. Saving that child is for friendship."

Gong Siyu listened quietly, patted Ling Yu, like a loyal listener.

"But today... Seeing Ji Ruchen's stubborn look of despair, sacrificing his life and spiritual power, and seeing the dying and painful Angelica, I suddenly regretted the original decision. I regretted saving Angelica. If resurrection means longer-term pain, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain, why should I save? I saved the angelica, but the little Taoist who fought with us at the beginning will never come back... I always know , Today’s Angelica is not at that time the person who didn’t know the world, but never hesitated to be with us, the man who was righteous, and for the sake of justice in his heart, he would kill his own brother at all costs... He was already dead... "

Although too many years have passed.

But the scene of the first encounter with Angelica is still vivid in my memory.

Lingyu lay in Gongsiyu's arms, she seldom shed tears, but inexplicably tears, her heart was extremely sad.

In her mind, she suddenly saw the appearance of that little Taoist angelica-

Qingli Juchen, a leisurely figure like idle clouds and scattered immortals.

He has amazing talents, and he has already entered the realm at eighteen years. If the undead Angelica sinensis can live to the present, he must be a master of the Heaven Realm, standing at the top and standing side by side with them. That Angelica is not what it is now. I like to be with them, and encourage Ji Ruchen to avoid them, the only girl who can only promise!

The angelica in Lingyu's eyes is always the little Taoist priest who swayed the sandalwood carved gourd in his hand leisurely, lazily, looking at them innocently and happily, and liked to behave with anyone.

He is modest and gentle, with a full smile.

It seemed that she was the same age as her back then, but her skill and posture were definitely not idle!

He is always calm, calm and gentle, giving people a sense of righteousness.

Junxiu is clean and has a baby face as cute as a girl. I don't know, but he really thought it was a girl.

He always likes to comb the hair bun that Taoist priests are used to, fixed with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of unruly hair floating on both sides of his forehead and cheeks.

Even if he could no longer continue to be a Taoist priest because his hands were contaminated in the end, he was still extremely religious and devoted himself to practicing...

That, is the real angelica in her heart...

Linggui slowly closed his eyes, swallowed his tears, and his mind was confused.

Gong Siyu sensed that Linggui’s emotions were not right, turned over, attached to Linggui, and forcibly held her small face, met the tears of Linggui water, and lowered his face, "If you don’t want to save If you don’t, don’t save, just do what you want. There’s nothing wrong. We are not obliged to save. You have already given her a chance to survive. It’s because she didn’t have the life to survive. Is it because you didn’t save, Ji Ru Will Chen blame you in turn?"

"I'm really helpless... Luanfeng exterminates the clan, I can't save... But Ji Ruchen and Angelica have a blood contract. If Angelica dies, Ji Ruchen will be gone. Change you, you can watch Is my friend dragged to death by my partner?"

"Then what are your plans?"

"After the Yinxuding and Changshengbi things are over, I will beg my master..."

Gong Siyu frowned, listening to Ling's sly words, inexplicably heartache, an unnamed fire surged from the bottom of his heart, firmly confining the spirit in his heart, Gong Siyu sighed deeply, what a proud one. People, actually want to ask her master to make trouble for Ji Ruchen's stall?

Can you imagine today, what did Ji Ruchen and the resurrected Angelica do for Lingyu?

But wait!

Gong Siyu was stunned, listening to the meaning of Ling's sly words, is she sure that the matter of Yinxiuding and Changsheng Wall will be over soon?

"The person behind Daoqi hasn't surfaced so far. Do you have any eyebrows?"

Lingyu stretched out his hand and hugged Gong Siyu's neck, his small mouth was pressed against his ear, his brows were soaked in sorrow, and he whispered: "Actually I..."

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At five o'clock in the morning the next morning, when the sky was faintly bright, Lingling woke up early.

Seeing Gong Siyu watching her get up, she was about to get up together, but stopped him and let Gong Siyu continue to sleep, and then left the bedroom first and went to Zhen Shu and Ning Lingge's bedroom.

What Lingyu didn't expect was that when she appeared at the door, Zhen Shu had already left the puppet, phantom, standing like a ghost at the door of Ning Lingge's sleeping bedroom, and staring at Lingyu.

"So early?" Lingxi's face was tired and his tone was cold.

The phantom of Shouding Yinling swayed to Lingyu, wandered around her, and said joyfully: "I am a person who believes in words. Besides, if the big man wakes up, he will definitely be reluctant to bear me. Let's go and take me back. ."

Lingyu wore gloves and picked up the dilapidated Yin Void Ding from Gongsiyu’s study. Using Mingzhu, with Zhen Shu, he finally returned to the repair room of the bronze group of the museum where the monitor was malfunctioning. Place it on the table.

Zhen Shu's phantom was standing next to Lingyu. She looked at Lingyu's perfectly beautiful profile curiously, "Sister, do you have something on your mind?"

Lingyu pretended to be indifferent and interrupted: "Don't get close to me, what I promised you has been done, and you only need to honor our agreement."

"I know, I know, if a stranger other than you is trying to steal me from the museum, don't resist, just follow the other person, right?"

(End of this chapter)