Chapter 326 Fanwai "Xue Meng's Missing Young Woman on a Blind Date (1)"

The meeting date agreed with Fairy Leng Gong came soon.

This time, Xue Meng went to the appointment with the enthusiasm of making friends and enlightening the young woman, so he did not have any intention of being competitive, and the arrangement and method of blind date were naturally also with Heruo... ah! When Jiang Xi, the scumbag liar, was completely different when they met.

The town of impermanence belongs to Xue Meng's own territory. Which family's dishes are the best, the wine is the best, and the desserts are the most authentic. He has a clear mind.

Xue Meng chose a homely restaurant that he often went to. The small stir fry and gudong pot in this store are excellent, but the location is a bit off, and it is not easy to find in the roundabout. He was about to send another letter to Leng Gong girl to tell her the specific location, when he heard a slightly hoarse magnetic female voice from the aisle: "Hello. Shopkeeper, I'm looking for Wang Xiaoxue."

"Wang Xiaoxue?"

The female voice said impatiently, "Yes, just one guest."

The shopkeeper has not had time to answer again, Xue Meng has already opened the half-rolled curtain to see that he will go out——

I saw that standing beside the beech wood wine cabinet was a tall and slender female cultivator who was about twenty-seven, with long hair like ink, dark purple eyes, slender eyelashes, and an extremely beautiful face. She was wearing a black-gold warlock robe, with a narrow waist and a narrow body. It looked like she had a thin waist and long legs. She was full of aura, exuding a rich wildness and tension in Gu Pan.

Although this is the voice and appearance of the Illusory Sachet based on the original appearance and original sound of Leng Gong. But it can also be seen that she was originally a beauty with outstanding height and appearance.

Xue Meng then waved to her, Leng Gong glanced at him, the golden knife came over, and lowered his eyelashes to look at him: "Is it you who asked me?"

"I asked you out."

"Very good, you are very discerning."

After that, he sat down on the opposite side of Xue Meng, with his legs crossed and his arms folded. The sitting position is called a mighty and domineering posture.

Xue Meng thought that she would come over miserably, and go to the appointment with a grudge, but she expected to be so rigid, and she was a little surprised for a while. But to be honest, Xue Meng is actually not very good at dealing with crying women. Seeing that although this cold palace was hurt by love, his head was still very iron, so he added a bit of admiration and favor to her.

But Xue Meng is a guy who is not good at complimenting others. From his birth to the present, those who have praised can be clearly broken with three fingers: his father, his mother, and his master. So he held it back for a long time before he stammered out a sentence: "You...you are so hard."

"..." As soon as Leng Gong sat down, he folded his arms and looked out the window. Hearing that the purple-black pupils turned around, staring at Xue Meng like a hawk staring at a rabbit.

After a while, he said, "Can you see that too?"

Xue Meng thought: You have been dumped and you are so majestic and walk with the wind, such a hard heart, a fool can't see it.

So nodded.

Leng Gong touched the bridge of his tall nose, and smiled a little proudly and a little coldly: "Yes. You people are like this, not for this, or for status and money."

As she spoke, she leaned back on the chair, stretched her arms back, and raised her chin slightly.

"Let's order."

There was quite a rhythm in her words that looked down on the world, and the three simple words were soaked by the tip of her tongue, and then spit it out like an imperial decree. Xue Meng felt oppressed and a little uncomfortable.

Xue Meng stared at her.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Leng Gong's eyes were cold but with a kind of temptation, he crossed his legs, raised his cold white fingers, and impatiently tugged at the front of his clothes, which was a little tight, "Looking for the sun?"

Xue Meng was shocked!

"What, what what?"

The stumbled young woman's cold face did not change her heart and she made a second mental attack on the good boy Xue Meng: "I said why are you looking at me like this. Looking for a day?"

Xue Meng was a little suffocated.

His face turned white, red, red, white, and finally raised his head: "You you you-you shameless!-You you you-you give me self-respect!"

Leng Gong raised half of his eyebrows slightly, pursed his pale lips, and smiled slightly, a light pear vortex appeared on his cheek, and his fingers rested on the table and tapped at will: "You came to me, isn't it for this? Scroll, sleep with you to relieve thousands of sorrows."

"You, you, you are talking nonsense!" Xue Meng was about to jump up. If it is normal, if someone talks to Xue Sect like this, Xue Sect should have picked up Longcheng and fought this person to the death, but Xue Meng knew that Leng Gong had suffered a tragic emotional injury, and she also knew that her spirit was very fragile. With a heart to save the young woman who lost her footing, Xue Meng finally did not copy the knife to kill.

But he was still so angry that his nose was almost crooked: "How can you talk like that? I'm looking for you, it doesn't mean that at all!"

"Oh, really?"

Leng Gong seemed to be a little more interested than before. She finally put down her long legs and sat up straight: "Very good. Then our heroes see the same thing. To be honest, I have recently It's the golden pot that can't be washed and hanged, you want me to kill you, and I still don't want to move."

Xue Meng covered his ears, and didn't even realize that the new word solution invented by Leng Gong could not be recognized, so that the other party could say it smoothly and reveal his gender: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh he didn't even realize that the new word solution invented by Lenggong could not be recognized. It's gone!"

"Tsk, you look helpless, innocent and ignorant, but you really look like an acquaintance of mine." Leng Gong said, "Okay. For the sake of your insight, if you want me not to say it, that's fine. But you Do me a favor."

Xue Meng raised his head, because the woman was too terrifying, he couldn't help but be a little nervous: "What's the matter?"

Leng Gong said: "Be my friend."

"..." Xue Meng almost flipped the table, "Aren't you here for a blind date?!"

"What are you doing in such a hurry. Don't listen to what I have to say." Leng Gong rolled his eyes, "Fake. I want you to pretend that I am good."

"...Why?"

Leng Gong suddenly had a fierce look in his eyes, slapped the table, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "Because I want to be mad at someone."

"Who?"

"My truth is good."

Xue Meng: "..."

Oh, this person, Ganqing, has been abandoned and left alone in an empty bed for so many years, insane, self-denial, and paranoid madness - how is he still entangled with Chen Shimei in the world of self-cultivation?

That kind of ruthless man who doesn't kick as soon as possible, still rambling, and even spends a lot of time finding someone to pretend to be a rival to anger him, this cold palace girl really has a bad mind, right?

"Can't you?"

"..."

"To be honest, I've met a lot of people these days. It's not that they are plotting against me and wanting to fake it, or that they don't want to promise to help me, and they run away after hearing it."

"..."

"If you can't do it, then forget it. You don't have to talk anymore. I'll think of another way."

any solution? Violently self-harm?

Xue Meng couldn't help but have a headache.

He rubbed his forehead, waved his hand, and opened the small green bamboo slip with the name of the dish on it: "Okay, okay, my father said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I promise you, can't you? "

Leng Gong's eyes lit up: "Is this true?"

"A gentleman's words are hard to chase, and I lie to you that I am a dog. If you are happy, don't think about it." Xue Meng sighed, "Then let's not eat and talk? Look at this first. What do you want?"

Leng Gong raised his hand: "No need to order."

Just when Xue Meng was confused about whether she was planning to drink the Northwest Wind if she didn't order food, she saw that she raised her hand and snapped her fingers crisply.

"Shopkeeper, give Ben the most expensive dishes in your place—cough, bring them all to me!"

This time Xue Meng didn't have a crooked nose, his whole face was crooked.

Where did the king of the mountain come from, he is a native turtle with no culture and no temperament!

Xue Meng said loudly: "You! Don't you know it's shameful to waste food?"

"This sentence is very good to me. The little one often says it." Leng Gong narrowed his eyes. "But I'm not happy, so I'm going to waste it today. You don't say much. Otherwise, I'll buy the whole store. Buy a clean one."

Xue Meng was shocked by the cold and rich woman: "...Are you from Taobao Villa?"

"no."

"...A wealthy businessman in Linyi?"

"Neither."

"...Yang, Yangzhou Lonely Moon Night?"

Leng Gong sneered: "Guyueye is nothing. It's not enough to bring me shoes."

Xue Meng: "..." Why does this sound so familiar?

The hot dishes and Gudong pot were not so fast, but the side dishes came up not long after. Xue Meng glanced at the millet pepper cold belly on the white porcelain plate, and suddenly reacted: "You came from Lin'an, don't you eat spicy food?"

"Why don't you eat it." Leng Gong said, "I'm fine with this."

After saying that, took two chopsticks, and as expected, they stuffed them into mouth without changing their expression.

"It's cool. I haven't been this cool in a long time."

Xue Mengqi said: "Since you like it, why don't you eat more?"

Leng Gongyan said simply: "Because I can't stand it."

"Ah? He can't take it himself, so he won't make you happy?"

"That's not true." Leng Gong touched his chin, and didn't know what to think, his eyes suddenly became blurred, "Actually, sometimes the more he can't stand it, the happier I will be. I quite like the way he can't hold back. He looks like, especially that kind of aloof and self-absorbed attitude, but in the end, I always get distracted, and when he loses his mind, he will snort and pester me, and I will…”

Xue Meng didn't understand. But feel Leng Gong's expression looks very happy.

Leng Gong was talking, and suddenly realized his trance, recovered from his charming thoughts, and cleared his throat: "But it's because of him that I haven't touched spicy food for a long time."

At least understand this.

Xue Meng, a spicy lover, was very angry because of this: "It's outrageous! Anyway, come to a mandarin duck pot!"

"It's not that he doesn't let me eat it, it's that I don't let me eat it."

Xue Meng opened his eyes: "Why don't you let yourself eat?"

Leng Gong wanted to explain, but it seemed that he couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, so he pouted and said, "Because I'm sick, I'm hypocritical."

Emergence, self-denial and self-doubt on the worry-solving scroll.

"Forget it. Don't talk about this." Leng Gong said, "Let's talk about how you can pretend to be me next, and it's better to be angry with my truth."

"It can be..." Xue Meng said, "But you are angry with him, what is the purpose?"

Leng Gong snorted, with a stern look on his face, grinding his back molars: "Because he lost the kit I gave him!!"

Xue Meng thought, hasn't he left you in the cold for many years? You should have gotten used to losing the kit you gave me or something...

But before the words could be said, Leng Gong added another sentence: "I gave him this year's Qixi Festival!"

It's not that serious compared to leaving you alone in an empty bed...

Leng Gong was talking, but his face was getting worse and worse, and his tone was getting more and more fierce: "How have I ever given someone this kind of thing? I am not happy to reward him with gold and silver jewelry, and it is not new to send him a map of armor, so I reluctantly. Make a gift bag and give it to him, who knows that he doesn't know how to cherish this thing!"

Oh...that seems like a bit too much.

When Leng Gong said this, he pursed his lower lip, and his expression seemed to be both angry and embarrassed, and there was some indescribable meaning. After a while, just when Xue Meng thought she had finished complaining, Leng Gong suddenly slapped the table with anger: "It's okay to lose what I gave, but also put on the body that others gave him, he is What do you mean? Deliberately mad at me?!"

Xue Meng froze for a moment, and then suddenly opened his eyes: "Received other people's tips? He, is he empathetic?"

Leng Gong was extremely angry: "Otherwise, why do you think I'm mad at him? I must remind him, in this world, there are people who admire Ben...cough, there are many people who admire me, he doesn't know how to cherish it, and there are others who are rushing to me. , I don't despise him at all. If he doesn't come to coax me, then I will completely disappear from this world, and let him go with that virtuous bitch!"