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Hello Mr. King - Chapter 862

Published at 27th of January 2022 12:20:32 PM


Chapter 862

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It was midsummer, with green shade and flowers in full bloom.

Li Xiangling looks at Qi Jun standing under the blue sky and white clouds. Among all her suitors, Qi Jun is undoubtedly the best, and there can be no better person than him.

His good birth, excellent upbringing and admirable self-restraint.

He is not a second Lord who eats nothing. He has his own life plan. Although he is lazy and greedy for fun, he does not touch any bad hobbies. Such a person can be said to be impeccable for any girl.

But

Li Xiangling's eyes drooped slightly. After she was silent, she raised a soft smile: "thank you, Qi Shao. I'm sorry, you're not in my future planning."

Qi Jun's face was tight. After seeing her smile, he knew that he would be rejected again: "do you refuse me just because my appearance is not on the same line with your expectations for your future?"

Li Xiangling was silent for a short time. Then he shook his head gently: "I'm not a rigid person who doesn't know how to change. If my heart beats, even if it's an accident, I'm willing to try."

This sentence made Qi Junqing's face instantly pale. He maintained a gentleman's smile and lowered his tone: "I see. I'm sorry to offend you today."

Looking at the bouquet hanging powerlessly with his hands, Li Xiangling didn't want to say more sad words.

"Qi Shao, we're going to have barbecue. It's said that the barbecue here is unique. Would you like to try it together?" Song Meng was extremely embarrassed at the scene and immediately gave Qi Jun a ladder.

Qi Jun naturally stepped down and smiled gratefully at Song Meng: "no, your sisters will be separated tomorrow. There must be a lot of whispers to say. I won't disturb you. A Mian knows the current affairs and makes room. I'll go back to pack my bags. Tomorrow... Tomorrow I'm going to explore the place I planned before."

"Be safe." Cloud think about caring.

Qi Jun smiled and made an OK gesture. He looked at Li Xiangling again: "I'm leaving."

Qi Jun turned around and couldn't maintain his smile. He felt very uncomfortable. A pain of being rejected by his beloved girl wrapped his heart tightly. It turned out... It turned out that this was the taste of being rejected.

Thinking of the countless women he had rejected, I didn't think he would have such a day.

"In fact, Qi Shao is really good." Song Meng is also a little sorry. Qi Jun looks like a playboy, but she still can see that Qi Jun is sincere to Li Xiangling.

However, she can only regret that although she hopes Li Xiangling and Qi Jun can have a start, she is Li Xiangling's best friend.

It can be seen from Li Xiangling's no waves of rejection that although Li Xiangling doesn't hate Qi Jun, she doesn't have a woman's feeling for men.

After that, they all consciously avoided the topic of Qi Jun, even in the cold. Yun thought about it and no longer mentioned song Mian, and song Meng no longer mentioned Yang Qi.

Before it was dark, they sat down at a small round table by the river. Not far away, a farmhouse chef began to roast meat for them.

It's rare that they brought a box of beer. Yun thought about taking alcohol medicine earlier. If she didn't make an appointment with song Mian in advance and go back to celebrate his birthday, she wouldn't mind getting drunk with them.

Finally, the cheating cloud thought about directly drinking them down, moving the two female drunks to the room booked in advance, wiping their faces, covering the quilt and closing the door. Cloud thought about it and called to ask where song Mian was.

"I'm right here. Come to the small workshop." Although song Mian didn't disturb their little sisters' party before they left, he didn't want to throw their last girl away.

There is a small workshop in Nongjiale, which makes some handicrafts. They saw it when they visited the garden before, but the door was not open.

Cloud thought, looking for his memory, went to the small workshop.

The small wooden house is surrounded by a small thumb bulb, which is colorful like vines. It decorates the house beautifully in the dark. The driving window of the small wooden house is about 15 square meters. There are many shelves against the wall.

There are many ceramics on the shelf, but they are strange and have no rules to follow. Some can't even see what they are.

"These are the guests who used to come to the farmhouse for fun. When they have finished the works they don't take away, the host's house will display them here." Song Mian tied an apron and pulled the embryo on the embryo drawing machine with both hands.

Cloud thought about his vision, took it back from the shelf, fell on Song Mian, and walked to him: "what are you doing?"

Song Mian's eyes were filled with a smile and looked at her sideways: "make you a gift for Tanabata Festival."

"Can you still this?" Yun was a little surprised to think about it.

"Not before, but now." I haven't studied for long. As long as I have a heart, there's nothing I can't learn.

Yun thought about it. She looked itchy, but she knew herself very well. She didn't care about it. She took an apron, rolled up her sleeves, grabbed the mud and played.

Maybe it's good manual skills. Yun thought about pinching two villains, one obviously male and the other obviously female, and then let them stand together hand in hand.

Then... There's no then.

For a person who has never touched this kind of thing, he can knead it and see that men and women are very good.

Yun thought about having fun and finally understood why children like to play with mud. It's quite interesting.

Watching things take shape from their own hands, with the smell of soil, but revealing their own personality.

Even if this thing reflecting personality is ugly, it doesn't prevent cloud from thinking about his rarity.

She even forgot song Mian. When she pinched a table of strange things, she turned her head and saw that song Mian's things had taken shape.

"Ah, there are two cups. Will you give me a cup?" Yun wants to stare at the tall and thin cup.

Song Mian's hand paused. His eyes were as deep and boundless as the sea and as gentle and warm as a hot spring. His beautiful lips outlined a heartbeat accelerating arc, and his voice was as misty as moonlight and gauze mist at night.

"Well, a cup, a lifetime."

I don't know if there is a problem with Yun's mentality. In her memory, cups represent cups!

It's the first time I've heard that a cup means a lifetime.

Thinking that this is Tanabata Festival, a Valentine's day, song Mian's love words are like a hook, which makes her heart out of her control.

Yun thought that she couldn't find anything to say except to burst out a sweet smile. She put her hands around Song Mian's waist and leaned against him.

After that, she was like a man without bones. She didn't give up anything song Mian did, so she stuck with him.




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