Vol 2 Chapter 972: Well, I’m talking nonsense...

Quan Wangba was at the door, looking into the house, not arrogant, but Zhao Xiaqiu asked: "Do you really want to live here?"
Ji Xiaqiu sat in the house and looked very good. Nodded: "Well."
King of power: "Don't you go back with me?"
Ji Xia Qiu said: "Don't go back."
Quan Wang: "But your luggage is still in the inn, or else, go back to the inn tonight, come back tomorrow morning?"
Ji Xiaqiu shook his head: "No, the baggage will be taken in the morning."
The red sister’s timely idea was:
Let the wind uncle bring it.

Ji Xiaqi nodded and felt that it was more convenient to bring Feng Shu.
The king of power still does not give up: "I don't think the location is good in this room. The window is too big, and the inside is cold. If it is cold, your body is already empty!"
Ji Xiaqiu said: "I am very good."
What the king wants to say, but the red sister is impatient, walked directly to the door, and pulled the threshold and said, "Wang Ye, you are right, the wind is too big, the door should be better!" Get a slammed door!
The right king immediately flashed, but fortunately the flash was timely, otherwise the nose must be picked up.
Rong Ling looked at the poor fifteen emperor for a while, but only walked with no expression.
Quan Wang immediately took the arm of his nephew: "Is there any other room available in this restaurant? I also stayed!"
Rong Ling looked at the claws of the fifteen emperor's arm on his arm and swung it away. The cold road said: "There is no room available."
Quan Wang blinked: "Impossible, isn't this only your family living here?"
Rong Ling did not look at him, or the sentence: "There is no room available."
The king does not believe: "I am going to find you!"
Rong Ling said: "I only listen to the imperial court officials, the uncle, seems to be a chaotic party?"
The king of power was a little angry and turned back to swear: "You are posing in front of me? Alan, you are not such a person."
Rong Ling's cold and cold eyes, the fifteen emperor's uncle, the voice is full of ice scum: "The deaf children have called the father to kill the enemy for many years, the uncle, but also count on the nephew is a person who cares about friendship?"
The king of power, knowing what he was dying, suddenly felt awkward: "That... that's not, casually speaking, the person in your family is not angry."
"If she is angry, the uncle is satisfied?" asked Rong.
King Quan busy said: "You know that I don't mean this."
"I don't know anything about it, I only know that there is no room available, please uncle Huang." Rong Ling said, holding up a posture that does not look at this person's door and does not give up.
The king of power had no choice but to offend the person. He couldn’t stand it. In the end, he could only sneak out of the gate of the museum under the arrogant eyes of his own nephew.
He went out on his forefoot, and the back of the door made people lock up. He listened to the clear lock and his face was black.
Rong Ling urged the children in the museum to lock up, and told him that anyone who knocked on the door would not be allowed to open, and then returned to the second floor.
In the room, Liu Wei has not changed clothes and is waiting for him.
Seeing him coming in, Liu Wei immediately asked: "How, really lived?"
Rong Ling took advantage of her and stroking her back, letting her not be so nervous, said: "I have already lived, the hot water has been sent, and I can't go."
Liu Wei was relieved, but still not assured: "Will she wake up tomorrow morning? If it is gone, where should I go?"
Rong Ling hugged her and let her bury her face in her arms and said softly: "She can't bear you."
Liu Wei looked at his sleeves, nodded, and shook his head again: "Even if I am willing to give up, I will not be reluctant to be so strange, no one is willing."
Rong Ling was silent, and he said: "...What do you say, what is it?" Then he said: "Let's talk again tomorrow, it's late, sleep first."
Liu Wei nodded, and honestly let Rong Ling screw her.
After some washing, she went to bed, fell in the bed, let Rong Ling hold, thought, and said: "I have no dreams? Is it true? I found my mother?"
Rong Ling said: "It is your mother who came."
"The stranger is still my brother, my biological brother, the dragon and the phoenix, and was born together."
"Well, sleep."
"I have always felt that I have a relationship with me. It turned out to be so good. I am his sister, my sister."
"You still can't sleep?"
"Is this a reunion? If I am still alive, I really want to see him, is it the same as before."
"Hurry up."
"I think, I probably found the roots. I always felt that I only had one person. In this strange world, except for the pearls, there seems to be no trace of the past. I am afraid that one day, I will forget the past and forget my family. Now my mother has appeared, she grows up, exactly the same as before, I did not admit the mistake, it is the same, she is my mother."
Rong Ling did not speak. He felt that there was no point in saying anything. The people in his arms were excited and immersed in his own world. He probably could not hear the voices of others.
Liu Wei talked to himself, and for a long time, if he said something, some of them could understand, some could not understand, and even some strange names made him confused.
But he did not ask, he knew that she was happy, but she was still curious.
He held the woman's chin, looked at her ruddy cheek, dropped a kiss, and gently asked: "You really, don't complain?"
Probably the kiss was too hot, Liu Wei finally came back to God, and finally looked at him and asked: "What do you complain about?"
"Your mother, chose your brother."
Liu Wei leaned on him, his fingers were playing with his fingers, and he pointed at his fingertips and said, "I don't like to lose money. Some people have done something sorry for me. I will never let go of that person, and my grievances are clear. It’s always a matter of doing things, but it’s for outsiders, and it’s impossible to calculate between family members.

"Liucheng is also your uncle, you seem to be less tolerant to him."
Liu Wei smiled: "Tolerance should also be established on the opposite side. He is good to me, and I am good to him."
"How do you know that your mother is telling the truth, she really had no choice but to choose your brother? Or at the time, she could indeed take both?"
"You forgot my old line?" Liu Wei moved his body, facing Rong Rong, and then pointed his own eyes: "Really someone, can you lie in front of me?"
Rong Ling grabbed her hand, put it on her lips, kissed her.
Liu Wei smiled again and said: "Besides, even if I don't need this, I know that my mother didn't lie, because my mother really loves me, the amount... But once, she obviously went to travel with my dad. But telling me that she is working overtime, busy scoring and lacking skills, and can’t come back to celebrate my birthday. This is another matter."
Rong Ling pointed her nose and said: "Is it nonsense?"
Liu Wei bent and bent his face in the arms of Rong Ling. The voice was stuffy: "Well, it’s nonsense again..."