Chapter 541 Spare Tire?
"No need." Mu Yuansheng reached out to her, "help me."
Naturally, Meng Ying would not refuse.
After helping him into the house, he let Ah Da leave first.
"Where did the old injury come from?" Meng Ying stared at the place where his hand was covering, always feeling a little strange.
This is where Nansang was injured today.
She began to doubt again.
"Let me see." Meng Ying went to take off his clothes.
Mu Yuansheng didn't stop him, and let her pull.
Meng Ying tore off his clothes and stared at his waist.
There, there were no obvious wounds.
Just a little dark red.
Meng Ying looked to the other side again, she was clean and white, without any problems.
not him!
Why such a coincidence?
Meng Ying stared at his waist, always feeling weird.
"What exactly do you want to see?" Mu Yuansheng said helplessly, "You want to see if I bleed?"
Meng Ying sat next to him, and a bold idea came to her mind.
She stared straight at Mu Yuansheng, "Do you know the avatar technique?"
Mu Yuansheng: "..."
"What are you thinking?" Mu Yuansheng laughed at her.
"Really not?" Meng Ying was a little persistent.
Mu Yuansheng shook his head.
Meng Ying did not give up her doubts because of his response.
She felt that there must be some kind of connection between Mu Yuansheng and Nan Sang.
...
The next day, Meng Ying directly said to Mu Yuansheng, "I'm going to find Nan Sang."
"That man?"
"Um."
"Don't you consider my feelings?"
"If I didn't think about it, I would go quietly."
"..."
Meng Ying glanced at him, "If you worship me, I will definitely be with him."
"Is he your spare tire?"
"You can turn positive at any time."
"Heh." Mu Yuansheng rarely sneered, but didn't say anything else.
Meng Ying glared at him.
Mu Yuansheng said: "You can go to find it if you want, let Ah Da accompany you."
Meng Ying will not refuse.
Han Jinyang failed last night, and Old Man Qu was so eager to give her to another man, there must be another way.
She can't guarantee that Nansang will appear by her side at any time.
"You are so magnanimous." Meng Ying held his face in her hands, a little viciously.
Mu Yuansheng grabbed her wrist, seriously, "Then don't go."
Meng Ying shook off his hand, turned and left.
Looking at her back, Mu Yuansheng's mouth curled into a doting smile.
...
At the hut, I still didn't see Nansang.
She turned her head and asked Ah Da, "How powerful is your ninth master?"
"have no idea."
"Haven't you been with him for a long time?"
"Um."
"Then you don't know how powerful he is?"
"It's better than me anyway."
"..."
Meng Ying didn't want to talk to him anymore.
She climbed onto the roof and looked into the distance.
She really missed Nansang a little bit.
He didn't speak, but he felt very solid to her.
It's like... Mu Yuansheng gave her the same feeling.
In this world, how could two people give her the same feeling?
She couldn't figure it out.
After sitting on it for a while, she jumped down.
"Go to the composer's house."
...
Qu Xiangyi knew that the matter was unsuccessful, so she didn't sleep well all night.
She also thought that Han Jinyang had succeeded, so she recorded it and sent the video to Mu Yuansheng.
In this way, Mu Yuansheng would never like his wife again.
Unfortunately, Han Jinyang failed.
"Miss, Miss Biao is here." A-Qing knocked on the door and entered.
Qu Xiangyi raised her eyebrows slightly in the mirror, pursed her lips, and took a deep breath, "Come on, come on."
At this point, Qu Chuanfeng was not at home, only Qu Xiangyi was.
Qu Xiangyi came down from upstairs, she still looked gentle.
"Yingying, you're here." Qu Xiangyi went downstairs gracefully, greeting her with a smiling face.
Meng Ying stood there with her hands behind her back.
With a half-smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"