389 Second Update 【Classic of the Decade】Vote Request

staring at the little girl in front of him!Bing Bing looked at the two people in front of her, shrinking her shoulders involuntarily. A strange sense of fear gripped her heart, but her elders' repea..."Stop!"

Li Lanqiu looked to Rong Ling for help, pain appearing on her fair face.

Lin Meng knew she should let go, because as a smart person, she couldn't do this in front of Rong Ling. But she couldn't control herself. It was like knowing it would make Rong Ling unhappy, but she just had to do it anyway. Because, she was angry and wronged, so there was a kind of impulse to provoke him!

Don't let go!

And she indeed did not let go of Li Lanqiu's arm!

Li Lanqiu looked at Rong Ling's gaze, even more filled with helplessness and grievance.

Rong Ling walked over, and Lin Meng unconsciously straightened her small waist, stubbornly looking at him. Her bright eyes, with a single gleam in the center, were like sharp needles.

"Let go!" He placed his large hand on her arm, his voice low and slightly cold.

Her eyes, immediately and visibly, turned red!

And Li Lanqiu's eyes flickered with a hint of a smile!

"Are your hands not hurting anymore!" he glared angrily.

She froze!

Li Lanqiu was also stunned!

"Are you going to forget the pain as soon as the scar heals!" He reached out and gently tapped her forehead, while admonishing her. "Let go of my hand!"

Only then did she truly understand. She immediately let go of his hand and opened her mouth in a silly, slightly parted smile. Her bloodshot eyes were still red, but with that foolishly happy expression, it was unbearably cute!

Rong Ling grabbed Lin Meng's hand, holding on tight, then looked at Li Lanqiu.

She can be a little reckless sometimes, but she definitely doesn't mean to. Don't take it to heart!

Li Lanqiu immediately looked at Rong Ling in disbelief!

How could this man be so biased!

Didn't Li Yiping tell him those words!

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