Chapter 314 When Will You Meet Your Godfathers?

Rainstorm stood upright, looking at Leng Qingle like a tall giant.

Leng Qingle: ...

Are you still coming?

Wasn't he thrown enough?

"You can throw me, but don't fall that way?" Leng Qingle had given up resisting, he pointed to a pile of prickly pears beside him and said.

It doesn't matter if he gets thrown over the shoulder, but if he gets thrown in a prickly pear, he'll go crazy.

"Don't hit me in the face, I rely on my face to make a living!"

Leng Qingle said solemnly, and then he saw the shining light in Rainstorm's eyes, it seemed excited, after hearing Leng Qingle's words.

Leng Qingle was terrified, he seemed to have said too much.

He shouldn't be talking so much nonsense.

Hurry up and cover your mouth, it's too late.

He was picked up by the rainstorm, and then the rainstorm skillfully shot Leng Qingle like a shot, making Leng Qingle face the ground...hitting the prickly pear!

"Ah, my face!"

Leng Qingle screamed and got up.

Then a few small prickly pears were pierced on the face, which looked extremely funny.

Leng Rongrong and the others laughed unkindly.

Rainstorm walked away, Leng Rongrong touched Rainstorm's head, and asked, "How is it, Rainstorm, do you want to relieve your anger?"

Rainstorm stared at Leng Qingle's hair, as if to say, if he could nibble that head, it would be even more relieved.

Leng Qingle pulled out the prickly pear on his face with great difficulty, and then took out a small mirror from his pocket. He took a look at his face, and his face was ashen.

Hands began to pull out the thorns on the face, one by one.

His face twitched in pain.

Seeing the small holes left on his face, Leng Qingle really wanted to cry.

his face...

Is his incomparably handsome face so disfigured?

Looking up at Leng Rongrong and the others, there was a surge of anger in his heart, wanting to engulf them all, but he still held back.

He's not the kind of idiot who can't see his strength clearly.

At this time, if he wants to resist, the ending will be even worse.

endure.

In the future, there will be ways to torture them.

He had to lure Leng Rongrong well and let her deal with that dangerous person...

Walking out of the field, Leng Qingle didn't speak, he wisely avoided the vegetables grown on the ground, he remembered that Leng Qingqing once planted garlic here...

After coming out of the ground, Leng Qingle looked back at those prickly pears, scolded the pervert in his heart, but said with a smile on his face, "I smashed the prickly pear, but don't worry, I will pay for it, and I will send someone to come Give it all back."

"Yo, so good?" Leng Rongrong looked at Leng Qingle unexpectedly, "You are much smarter than Leng Qingqing."

Leng Qingle smiled at Leng Rongrong, with a smile on his face, and there was really strong resentment hidden in his eyes.

What he cares about most is his face, and it's fine that his face was destroyed today, but he still faces them with a smile and apologizes to them!

Leng Rongrong glanced at Leng Qingle, and knew that Leng Qingle did not sincerely apologize.

However, she had nothing to do with him anyway, so she didn't care at all.

Rainstorm stared at Leng Qingle's hair, and Leng Rongrong said, "Rainstorm thinks your hair is too long and doesn't look good, do you have any idea to trim it?"

Leng Qingle:? ? ?

He forgot to pull out the thorn and hugged his head.

I was deeply worried that my head would be gnawed by the rainstorm again.

He's miserable enough, isn't he?

He still has an event tomorrow!

Although there are thousands of horses in my heart and ten thousand words of grass and mud, Leng Qingle still looks at Leng Rongrong with a smile, "The hairstyle I just made should not be ugly, right?"

"Ugly." Leng Rongrong said seriously.

People around also nodded to express that it was really ugly.

The torrential rain came up directly, and it just stared at Leng Qingle's hair, its eyes always shining.

It could be seen that Rainstorm wanted to gnaw his hair.

Leng Qingle took a deep look at Rainstorm, and Leng Rongrong shrugged, "We never force people, Rainstorm is also kind, if you can't accept Rainstorm's kindness, then forget it. But, I I don't know if Rainstorm will be angry, and if Rainstorm is angry, we will all be angry. Oh, and them, they are very good friends of Rainstorm."

Leng Rongrong pointed to the patch of little poisonous snakes on the ground. These snakes seemed to be eager to bite Leng Qingle in front of them.

Leng Qingle: ...

Goosebumps are up.

After a long silence, Leng Qingle accepted the proposal, but suggested that Rainstorm should not cut his hair too short.

Leng Qingle's hair was really trimmed like this.

After the heavy rain gnawed it several times, and then gnawed it into pits, he was no longer interested in Leng Qingle's head.

Leng Qingle took a look in the mirror and almost lost his breath.

his head, his face...

Is he still saved?

"Okay, let's talk, what are you doing here, aren't you here to give me something? Where are things?"

Leng Rongrong crossed her arms and looked at Leng Qingle in front of her.

Leng Qingle took out all the things that Leng Rongrong was going to give to Leng Rongrong.

"Everything has been handed over to you, and the procedures have been completed. These villas are all left by your mother, and I will return them to you..."

Leng Qingle said, and took out a few more boxes, "This is a relic left by your mother, my father asked me to hand it over to you."

Leng Rongrong narrowed her eyes and glanced at Leng Qingle and asked, "Do you know who my real father is?"

Leng Qingle glanced at Leng Rongrong with a complicated expression.

"If you know it, just say it, if you don't know it's fine, what do you want me to do?" Leng Rongrong looked at Leng Qingle.

"I'm not sure, but I guess, it's probably abroad." Leng Qingle glanced at Leng Rongrong, and then said with uncertainty, "Country C, maybe."

"Specifically?" Of course Leng Rongrong didn't quite believe Leng Qingle, but she still asked a few questions.

Leng Qingle said that that's about all he knew. He only knew that Leng Rongrong's mother had stayed in country C for a while. It seemed that Leng Rongrong should have been conceived at that time, and country C might have some clues.

After Leng Qingle finished what he was supposed to say, he was blasted out by the wind and rain.

Leng Rongrong took all the things back into the living room.

She doesn't have much interest in things like real estate. She has too many houses, and many of them are rented out by her. What she is interested in is some things left by her mother.

Leng Rongrong saw a necklace, earrings, bracelets and other things.

"You said, did my mother really conceive me in country C? Did she really stay in country C?" Leng Rongrong looked at Mo Linyuan.

"Leng Qingle didn't lie to you. He did stay abroad for a while. If you calculate the time, you might have been conceived around that time." Mo Linyuan said with a serious face.