Douluo V: Qian Renxue’s child adopter, I become a god while lying down

The night moon emits a warm and soft light.

A gust of cool breeze slowly opened the windows that had not been completely closed.

The moonlight follows that little gap and projects into the room.

The two figures seemed to be separated by the moonlight.

Lingyuan Douluo opened his red lips lightly and asked, "What do you think?"

Yuan Qingtian's face didn't look good.

He was more certain now.

The things that happened between him and Bibi Dong were probably known to Lingyuan Douluo.

Lingyuan Douluo was assigned by Qian Daoliu.

For more than ten years, she has been taking care of his daily life.

It can be said that except for some secrets that he deliberately concealed.

His other things were clearly understood by Lingyuan Douluo without any omission.

If Lingyuan Douluo told Qian Daoliu everything about him and Bibi Dong...

Isn't Qian Daoliu going to be furious in an instant and want to kill him with a knife?

'You dare to have sex with my daughter-in-law, are you seeking death? '

Yuan Qingtian can already imagine that scene.

But that's not the main reason for his concern.

Over the years, under his deliberate guidance, Qian Renxue has learned that Bibi Dong is her biological mother.

But after all, Bibi Dong had neglected her for many years, and it would definitely take some time for her to accept this fact.

If at this juncture...

Let Qian Renxue, who is still unaware and even unprepared, know about this...

That...

The consequences could be disastrous!

Thinking of this, Yuan Qingtian's eyes became a little solemn, even...

"Do you want to give Aunt Yuan..."

A trace of murderous intent could not help but appear on the surface of his body.

Although it is very thin, it is real.

With his current strength, it would be easy to crush Lingyuan Douluo, who was far away from becoming a super Douluo.

He was fully confident that he could subdue him within five moves.

"No...no."

Lingyuan Douluo has treated him sincerely these years.

Although he considers himself not a good person, he is not a fool who only knows how to solve problems by killing.

He closed his eyes slightly, exhaled gently, restrained all his murderous intent, and said with some helplessness: "Aunt Yuan, tell me this..."

"There must be some conditions, right?"

"We might as well open up the skylight and speak out."

Suddenly, his eyes moved to Lingyuan Douluo's face, and a trace of shock suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Cried.

she cried.

Lingyuan Douluo's beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and tears were swirling in them.

Not long after, it turned into two lines of clear tears and fell down.

Passing over the pretty face, beautiful nose and chin.

Until it dripped onto the ground, splashing a little crystal clear.

But she didn't wipe it, but kept staring at Yuan Qingtian with her red eyes.

"You...don't cry..."

Yuan Qingtian suddenly felt a headache, and he was immediately worried and in a hurry.

Not to mention that it was Lingyuan Douluo who cried.

Even if his woman cried, he would also have a headache!

Furthermore, when his woman cried, he could at least hold her in his arms and comfort her.

But the other party is Aunt Yuan who has taken care of him for so many years!

To put it bluntly, she is like the wet nurse who took care of the little emperor in ancient times.

Lingyuan Douluo looked at his anxious expression.

Although I wanted to laugh, it was still covered up by my sadness.

She revealed the relationship between Yuan Qingtian and Bibi Dong.

It's just because the jealousy tank in my heart has been overturned, and I want to use this to ask for some 'benefits' from Yuan Qingtian.

As for reporting this matter to Qian Daoliu, that is completely impossible!

because of this.

Not only will it endanger His Majesty the Pope, who has been treating her well.

It will also endanger Yuan Qingtian, whom she has always secretly liked...

Yuan Qingtian has been a porcelain doll that everyone loves since he was a child.

Lingyuan Douluo had raised him as his own child from the very beginning, loving and pampering him in every possible way.

But as Yuan Qingtian grew up, his figure gradually grew taller than hers.

The gradually exaggerated charm made her temporarily lose her mind.

And there was an aura that fascinated her from head to toe.

As time went by, the 'family affection' changed.

Sometimes, she would ask herself.

'Isn't this bad? '

But the answer I get every time is:

'He's not dead, he's not his biological son, and I'm not married to him either. '

......

But never thought.

Yuan Qingtian is so cruel!

He actually wanted to kill her!

Don't blame her for being sad.

......

Seeing that he was still at a loss, Lingyuan Douluo bit his teeth lightly and murmured bitterly: "Chunchun has an elm head!"

"He is so indulgent and wanton with other girls, even His Majesty the Pope..."

"Why is it like this when you come to my place?"

Her tears were all gone, but Yuan Qingtian didn't hug her and comfort her...

It was quite sad at first.

Okay, now I am so angry!

If Yuan Qingtian doesn't take the initiative, then she should!

She moved lightly, and her chest was less than ten centimeters from Yuan Qingtian's.

A color called 'excitement' was quietly dancing in her beautiful eyes.

Before Yuan Qingtian could react, his back was tightly grasped by two small hands.

The force was so strong that it seemed to tear his clothes directly.

"Aunt Yuan, you..."

Yuan Qingtian was a little surprised.

Why is this so different from what he imagined?

According to his idea, it should be...

Is it right for Lingyuan Douluo to be extremely sad and rush out of the door?

Why did it become like this?

Lingyuan Douluo remained silent, resting his head on her coveted chest, and then took several deep breaths.

The light fragrance without losing the masculine scent is intertwined with the right body temperature.

It was like a soft hotbed wrapped her tightly.

It made her think wildly, as if she were in the clouds, dancing happily and easily above the endless clouds.

"Aunt Yuan...Aunt Yuan..."

Yuan Qingtian pushed her gently, but she remained motionless, clinging to him like an octopus.

Although it was soft and comfortable, Yuan Qingtian still held his forehead in distress.

In her current state, it can be said that the sky is not responding to her, and the earth is not functioning properly.

Yuan Qingtian did not dare to push her hard or shout to wake her up.

Afraid that she would cry again.

"Oh~ forget it, it won't lose any meat anyway, so just give it a hug."

Yuan Qingtian sighed.

Time is like a pool of water where stones are thrown into. After a wave of waves, it gradually returns to calm.

The two of them stayed in this position until the second half of the night.

"Well..."

Lingyuan Douluo woke up suddenly, and even some viscous liquid oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Ok.

Still this embrace, still so warm.

Her reluctant expression was mixed with a bit of shy rosiness.

Finally, she left Yuan Qingtian's chest.

Yuan Qingtian was relieved and looked at her helplessly: "You can forget it."

"My legs are almost numb."

Why does this sound so weird?

Lingyuan Douluo seemed to have guessed another level of meaning and rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"What are you talking about?"

"You are so old and you still haven't learned enough yet!"

Yuan Qingtian, who was inexplicably hit by a set of 'cotton punches' again, was stunned for a moment.

He came back to his senses and looked at the empty front.

"What did I say?"

Yuan Qingtian was confused.

He felt that after witnessing all kinds of strange behaviors of Lingyuan Douluo today.

The whole person became not so good.

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