The 259th Chapter Is a Routine: Your Servant?

When did she Ling Chuxue fall to the point of being disliked by an indifferent boy?

When she raised her head to look at Qin Molin, she actually found that Qin Molin didn't even look at her, and completely fell on the kid.

It was the first time she saw such a gentle Qin Molin. She had only seen this kind of gaze once, the last time Qin Molin mentioned Feng Xingying.

Ling Chuxue's heart sank a little.

She thought that she was by his side, and there would be no other woman because of his character, and she always had a way to pass through it.

Unexpectedly, she is now reduced to even a man?

"Brother Qin." Ling Chuxue couldn't stand the ambiguity of the two men, so she spoke out inappropriately.

"Brother, your family is really not cute, it's actually popular to ask the servants to kneel." Feng Xingying pouted rudely.

next person? !

Ling Chuxue's chest continued to expand, and her eyes were about to bulge out.

Her identity as Ling Chuxue, she came out and scared him to death, yet dared to say she was a servant?

Ling Chuxue's eyes fell on Qin Molin.

Qin Molin didn't explain it for her, but instead pleaded for the young man: "This is my newly recognized brother. He is young and ignorant, so don't know anything like a child."

"I'll listen to you." Ling Chuxue nodded politely and tenderly.

"Well, if you clean up, go and accept the punishment." Qin Molin nodded: "When you come out, if you can change it, we are still friends."

"You really want me to retreat for ten years?" Big tears fell on Ling Chuxue's face: "Do you know that I am twenty-four years old this year, what does ten years mean to me?"

"You will be thirty-four years old in ten years." Feng Xingying answered smoothly and gave Ling Chuxue a playful smile: "Are you afraid that you won't be able to marry? It's okay, beautiful sister, don't worry, you are so beautiful, thirty-four You won't be too old, and no one will dislike you."

Damn boy!

It is estimated that it is due to the discord in the aura, or the sixth sense of a woman. When Ling Chuxue saw the young man in front of her, she felt disgusted and wished to freeze him into ice slag, so that he would never appear in front of Qin Molin for the rest of his life.

But he is obviously a man, even if she is jealous, she shouldn't have the same knowledge as a man.

What's more, Qin Molin has extremely high requirements for friends. There are not many people who can become his friends, and even fewer can be brought back by him.

Ling Chuxue raised her head and found another scene that shocked her.

That young man actually pulled Qin Molin's arm to death? And Brother Qin, who hates being approached so much and has never been approached successfully, didn't even resist?

If he hadn't sensed it just now, that kid was indeed only a fifteen-year-old boy, not a woman, Ling Chuxue would have thought that he was pretending to be Feng Xingying.

Thinking that she herself has kept his precepts for so many years, and she must keep a distance from him at all times, especially not to have the slightest physical contact, Ling Chuxue felt heartache.

"Brother Qin..." She stared blankly at Qin Molin.

"I don't keep any disobedient people around me. If you can't accept the punishment, leave Tongtian Pavilion and go back to where you should go." Qin Molin gave a rare explanation.

"Are you really so heartless?" Ling Chuxue was still kneeling, looking at Qin Molin in despair.

Qin Molin has made it clear that he cannot tolerate anyone who wants to bully Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying naturally advanced and retreated with Qin Molin.

Ling Chuxue was still kneeling, watching the harmonious backs of the two men get farther and farther away, until they disappeared.