Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Yin Xiaoxuan's father brought his two elder brothers, Li Congli brought Li Yao and Li Chen, and when the two families rushed to the hot spring villa, Ling Huang's crying scene hadn't finished yet.

Xin Hao hurried over to call Li Xing, and Li Xing immediately went to the living room.

Ling Huang sniffed, he would get dizzy easily if he faked crying, and now he felt light-headed.

"What's wrong with you?" Xin Hao came over to give him a hand, "Did the young master scold you? Are you crying?"

Li Xing, who had just opened his mouth and was about to perfunctory, walked more than ten meters away, turned back and stared at Ling Huang.

"What are you doing?" Ling Huang grabbed Xin Hao and stood in front of him.

"I like you, I will not marry Yin Xiaoxuan." Li Xing left after leaving this sentence.

Xin Hao was stunned, "Double A love, so exciting!"

"Two farts." Ling Huang sighed inwardly, "I'm sorry, I kept it from you before."

By now, the matter between him and Li Mo must not be hidden. In addition, Li Xing was so swearing just now, Ling Huang's gender must not be able to pretend anymore.

He probably explained a few words to Xin Hao, and urged Xin Hao to go back quickly to take care of Li Yao, who was weak. Ling Huang hurried back to Li Mo's room to clean up for him.

"People from your family and Yin Xiaoxuan's family have arrived. The first thing must be to set the date of Li Xing and Yin Xiaoxuan's marriage. The second thing, you and me, will probably be brought up after the Yin family leaves. .”

Li Mo suppressed Ling Huang's busy hands, and in turn helped him straighten his collar and cuffs, "Even if they don't mention it, I will, too."

Ling Huang was a little worried at first, fearing that Li Mo was not ready to deal with this matter.

But hearing what Li Mo said, his hanging heart immediately let go.

"Have you thought about it? From last night to now, such a short time...have you figured out what to say?" Ling Huang asked.

"Just say, I want to be with Ling Huang."

"Ah, just this sentence?"

"Otherwise, what? I, speak, so slowly, say, other things, without momentum."

"...All right, just keep saying one sentence." Ling Huang teased him.

"I want to be with Ling Huang!" Li Mo shouted loudly.

"You scared me to death!" Ling Huang patted his arm, "What are you yelling all of a sudden?"

"No, intermittently, continuously, I'm connected." Li Mo was probably a little embarrassed, and rubbed his nose with his fingers, "Just now, I practiced dozens, more than 100 times, maybe more than that."

"Just practice this sentence? Didn't you practice anything else?" Ling Huang flicked Li Mo's chin with his fingertips, and gave it a light tap.

"Yes." Li Mo stood up straight, cleared his throat, "I like Ling Huang, I like him, I like you, I, want to move out with him... Uh, here, I didn't practice well, a little, Card."

My heart was full of emotion, but also a little bit bitter.

What Li Mo considers is simply to make his own thoughts public and express his determination to be responsible for his feelings.

Facing the high probability of obstruction, Li Mo didn't have any skills in arguing. He just let others know that he wants this, he wants this person, and he wants their future.

"I don't have the skills to make money." Li Mo frowned, and his momentum just now had languished a lot, "I, Mom, don't leave me a lot of money."

"I'll earn the money." Ling Huang hurriedly grabbed his hand to comfort him, "Don't worry about this, we can work hard together for what kind of life you want."

"I checked, that is." Li Mo was a little embarrassed, opened Ling Huang's hand, and counted on his fingers, "It's enough to buy a small villa, buy a cheap car, less than, 100 million, Because, if you want to buy a store, I can, watch the store and do business.”

"...Are you showing off your wealth to me?" Ling Huang couldn't help but pat him on the head, "What kind of business do you do, you are so gloomy and fierce every day, you can't even smile."

The corner of Li Mo's mouth raised unnaturally, "I, can laugh."

After hearing his words, and seeing him trying to smile, Ling Huang's eyes blurred.

"I, when I laughed, I was so ugly that it made you cry, didn't it?" Li Mo saw the tears in Ling Huang's eyes, and he didn't dare to laugh anymore.

"Yes, ugly and scary." Ling Huang wanted to wipe away tears.

Li Mo took a step ahead of him, hugged him, and wiped his thumbs gently under his eyes.

He pressed the tear mole under his eyes with his fingertips.

"You look good when you laugh and cry. But, I don't want to see you again and cry." Li Mo's incoherent voice coaxed gently, "I, for the first time, want to protect, alone, protect, his happiness , his smile, his kindness, his gentleness."

In fact, Ling Huang has never been used to and doesn't like what others say to protect him.

But Li Mo said so, but he sincerely yearned for Li Mo's promise.

"Then I will hand over the 100 catties to you." Ling Huang poked him, "Don't let me starve and lose weight."

Xia Jie came to knock on the door, and Ling Huang went to open it.

Seeing Xia Jie holding the afternoon tea, Ling Huang knew that Li Xing and Yin Xiaoxuan must still be on the agenda in the living room.

After all, it is definitely not Li Mo's turn to participate in major and important events at home, and other people's understanding of Li Mo is still at the stage of autistic children.

Of course, because Li Mo spoke today, in theory, it should become an autistic child who stutters a bit.

But when the matter between Li Xing and Yin Xiaoxuan happened, they were bigger than each other, even Xiaoba could only stand aside and wait in line to be summoned.

"Come in and eat together, I have something to tell you." Ling Huang let the door open.

Let's use the last calm before the storm to practice with Xia Jie, who is a little dull.

However, he hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls of snacks, and Xia Jie hadn't closed his wide mouth from the shock.

Xin Hao is here again.

"The young master disagreed with the marriage with the young master Xuan, and argued with the two elders for a long time. In the end, the young master Xuan cried and asked him if he had someone in his heart. The young master said...he...he said..." Xin Hao stood there Not knowing where to put his hands, he rubbed the pants of the bodyguard uniform.

"Say what?" Li Mo waited impatiently for him.

"The young master said that the person in his heart is Ling Huang, you." Xin Hao looked at Ling Huang, "Yin Xiaoxuan asked who Ling Huang was, and the young master said he was the bodyguard of the fourth young master."

"Oh." Li Mo patted off the cake residue on the words.

Taking the wet towel on the tray, he wiped Ling Huang's hands first, and then Li Mo slowly wiped his own.

Not only is there a dark cloud over his head, but now his whole body is covered by dark clouds.

Ling Huang didn't dare to say anything, he was afraid that Li Mo would ask him, after all he had acted with Li Xing, if he really asked, he would feel guilty.

"Who told you to run? In his heart, go?" Li Mo stood up slowly, took Ling Huang's hand to pull him up, and pulled him to his side.

Like taking an oath of sovereignty, Li Mo put his arms around Ling Huang's shoulders, "You, reflect on yourself, I will turn around and settle accounts with you again."

"..." Ling Huang shuddered.

The way Li Mo lowered his head and stared at him obliquely was terrifying.