One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

Medical room.

Father Zhuang's head was wrapped with gauze, and he waited for someone to treat his other injuries with a dark face.

The next bed was Mu's father, and he was not much better, half of his face was swollen.

The two turned their backs, obviously not wanting to see each other.

Ling Qiong and Mu Dongling stood beside them, with a smile on their faces.

"So, who won in the end?" Ling Qiong couldn't help being curious.

Mu Dongling arranged for them this duel, which seemed to be very intense.

After all, they were all adults, but they ended up being injured like this... like rookies pecking at each other.

"Of course I won!" Father Zhuang said a little embarrassingly, "He has a beer belly, and he hasn't exercised for many years."

Father Mu with a beer belly: "..."

Father Mu's face was swollen, and it hurt even to move his face a little bit, but he didn't care about the pain at this time, so he wanted to say something, "If you didn't cheat, you would have won? Shameless!"

"Haven't you heard that soldiers are not tired of cheating?" Father Zhuang didn't feel ashamed, "If you lose, you lose, and you still make excuses. You can't afford to lose, can you?"

Father Mu: "Who can afford to lose?"

Father Zhuang: "Whoever asks is the one."

Father Mu: "You are shameless yourself, and you still don't allow others to tell?"

Father Zhuang: "Compared to being shameless, how can I compare to you..."

The two of you said something to each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Uncle Mu, Dad, be more mature." Ling Qiong hurriedly said, "There are still so many people watching, think about your identities."

Father Zhuang: "..."

Father Mu: "..."

The two snorted coldly and turned their heads at the same time.

After the two adults calmed down for a moment, Mu Dongling said, "According to the original agreement, the winner can make a request to the loser. Uncle Zhuang, what request do you have?"

Father Zhuang got excited, "Of course it is..."

Ling Qiong called him quietly: "Dad."

The energetic Father Zhuang's expression froze, he struggled a bit, and finally said reluctantly: "Please let me marry my daughter to your son!"

Father Mu wanted to give up on the spot.

Mu Dongling: "Dad, I am willing to admit defeat. If you break your promise, you will let Uncle Zhuang get the handle again."

After a pause, Mu Dongling continued: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't win."

Father Mu's expression was uglier than eating a hundred flies.

How did he know that the surname Zhuang practiced secretly...

"You two really like each other?" Father Mu didn't have much opinion on the girl next door, but he just couldn't understand her father.

"Uncle Mu, I like brother...Mu Dongling very much." Ling Qiong said obediently, "I want to be with him, and I hope Uncle Mu can help us."

Uncle Mu shifted his eyes to Mu Dongling: "You too?"

"Well, I like Mianmian."

Father Mu was silent for a moment, then he said to Father Zhuang angrily, "If it wasn't for the sake of the younger generation, you wouldn't want to be my in-law."

Father Zhuang was not to be outdone, "If my daughter didn't like your son, you think I want to be your in-law, and you deserve it too!"

I thought the two of them were going to quarrel again, but who knew that Father Mu didn't answer the conversation.

Instead, he said to them, "Go out first."

Even if you lose to fulfill the bet, you can't let the juniors see you ashamed.

shame! !

Ling Qiong and Mu Dongling were very sensible and left the medical room quickly.

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The old fathers of both sides had a fight, and even though they were unwilling, they could only let the two juniors get married in the end.

At first, the two yelled about retiring the engagement, but Lingqiong found out that both families still kept the marriage letters written by the two old men.

"..."

So is this marriage back or not?

Lingqiong didn't understand the brain circuits of these two old fathers.

The happy ones belonged to Zhuangmu and Mumu, and they happily started preparing things for the wedding.

Lingqiong has no interest in weddings, but she doesn't need to be sneaky anymore, and can see her cub whenever she wants--it's very cool.

The wedding is scheduled for late spring next year.

Before the wedding, Lingqiong paid a heavy price for the debt she owed when she was young.

Every day is either making money or on the way to making money, and I haven't enjoyed it yet.

The only thing she can enjoy is the late-night service of her own Zai Zai.

"Mianmian, I have a gift for you."

"What?" Ling Qiong was a little sleepy, and her voice was a little sleepy.

Mu Dongling got up from her side, put on some clothes casually, went outside and brought in a rather big black box.

"Get up and have a look?"

Mu Dongling gave her beautiful little skirts, jewelry and other things every now and then, Ling Qiong was exhausted and sat up.

Mu Dongling put the box in front of her.

Ling Qiong rubbed her hands together and opened the box expectantly.

In the black box lay a white wedding dress, inlaid with beautiful rhinestones, shining brightly under the light.

The little girl's eyes lit up.

Ling Qiong was happy, and Mu Dongling was also happy, and asked her softly, "Do you like it?"

Lingqiong nodded: "I like it." There are no different types of beautiful skirts, I like them all!

"As long as you like it, go try it out and see if it fits you well."

Lingqiong happily hugged the wedding dress to try on, went in for a while, then poked her head out: "Brother, the wedding dress is not easy to wear, please help me."

Mu Dongling pursed his lips and smiled softly, his eyes full of doting, he got up to help her.

The wedding dress is a mermaid style, which fits perfectly with Ling Qiong's body without any deviation.

The girl in the mirror was wearing a white wedding dress, her waist was outlined into a perfect S shape.

The skirt is scattered at the feet, like layers of blooming flowers. The veil hangs down, adding to the hazy beauty.

The girl in the mirror is as beautiful as a fairy in the world.

Mu Dongling was a little distracted, he always knew that his little Qingmei was very beautiful.

That kind of beauty is not stereotyped, it is a stunning beauty that cannot be copied, and it will last for thousands of years at a glance.

She is God's darling and the most precious little princess in the world.

"Brother, do I look good?"

Ling Qiong turned around, happiness clearly written on her face.

"It's beautiful, our Mianmian is the prettiest."

"I think so too." The little girl was not modest at all, and continued to look around in front of the mirror.

After a while, she ran out again, took her mobile phone and handed it to Mu Dongling, asking him to take a picture of her.

Mu Dongling shook his head with a smile, and took a picture of her with his mobile phone.

Ling Qiong sat looking at the photos taken by Mu Dongling, and suddenly said, "Brother, do I look better or the wedding dress?"

Mu Dongling leaned on the side and replied seriously: "You look good in a wedding dress."

Ling Qiong raised her eyes and frowned: "I don't usually look good?"

"..." Mu Dongling endured his helplessness: "It's also pretty."

Someday she will dress up as if she is going to receive an award, so she can't look good.

Only then did Lingqiong be satisfied, "Then when do you like me?"

Mu Dongling became more cautious, "You are always there."

Ling Qiong was coaxed happily, her little face was flushed, "I am different."

"What's different?"

"I don't like my brother every moment."

Mu Dongling fell silent: "Then when did you like me?"

Ling Qiong hooked her finger at him.

Mu Dongling was very cooperative and bent down to listen to her.

"Of course I don't wear it..." The girl's soft breath fell on his ear, and gradually became hot.

——Every krypton is empty——

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