Mr. Perfect Makeover

"Master Ling, your Monkey King." Qing Ling put a simple tea set on the coffee table.

The man on the sofa who was lying on his side and squinting his eyes sat up when he heard the words, and smiled with his gorgeous red lips: "Ling'er, you still understand me, how about it, I'll go and talk to Rufeng, and ask you to go? "

Qingling lowered her eyes, and said calmly: "Master Ling is absurdly praised. Qingling knows that she is stupid, and she can only serve tea and water. If she wants to follow you, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Ling Ge smiled lightly when he heard the words, held the teacup up to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully, the warm aroma lingered around the tip of his nose for a long time, but he didn't really take a sip, but raised his eyes and asked: "It's been so long, Why hasn't Rufeng come out yet?"

"The young master has something important to do right now. I thought that the young master Ling might not be in a hurry, so I decided not to invite him." Qing Ling nodded.

Ling Ge raised his eyebrows, looked at Qing Ling with a half-smile, and said softly: "You are quite courageous, but you can make the decision for Rufeng? Can you make the decision for me?"

What followed the two questions in succession was overwhelming spiritual pressure.

Qing Ling only felt a tightness in her chest, a sweetness in her throat, and blood welled up on the corners of her lips.

"I'm sorry, Master Ling."

"Oh? I'm sorry? What are you sorry for me?" Ling Ge stroked the warm and greasy tea cup back and forth with his fingertips, his voice became more gentle, but the coldness in his eyes also became colder.

Qing Ling bowed her head and said: "Qing Ling made a slip of the tongue, and he should be punished for causing such a misunderstanding to Young Master Ling."

"Oh, what are you talking about, why is there no punishment?" Ling Ge's face was full of surprise, as if he was really innocent.

Qing Ling didn't say anything, even though the man in front of him had a very handsome face, no matter how innocent his eyes were, no matter how bright his smile was, he couldn't hide the hostility and darkness on his body.

"Why doesn't Ling'er speak anymore? Could it be that I said something wrong?" Ling Ge asked doubtfully.

"No, what Young Master Ling said is right, but Young Master is really busy now, I'm afraid you have to wait for some time."

The viscera, which was shocked by her own spiritual pressure, was damaged. I didn't expect this fox girl to have such a hard spirit, but it was a bit unexpected. Ling Ge slowly raised the corners of her lips, "Okay then, give me some more. Refreshing and delicious tea over here."

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Hold on?Hmph, Ling Ge's long eyes were filled with coldness, he was not such a patient person.

If Xiao Rufeng didn't come to see him, he would go to Xiao Rufeng.

Therefore, when Qing Ling returned to the living room again, Ling Ge was no longer there.

"Voiceless."

"Yes, sister." Qingyin's figure slowly appeared in the air, but after seeing Qingling's pale face, he lost his voice: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Qing Ling shook her head, "Go to the darkroom to inform the young master, and say that Master Ling has already gone to look for him, and it is estimated that you will find the darkroom in a short time."

"I understand." Qingyin nodded and disappeared.

It was only then that Qing Ling couldn't hold back her mouthful of blood, and suddenly felt empty and unspeakably uncomfortable in her chest.

It's just that I can't figure out what the reason for this uncomfortable feeling is.