The Flower Season of the Net King

"Well, I said Ling Zimei Yan, if you want to abuse, you can abuse, if you want to fight, you can beat, if you want to kill, you can kill, why do you come to find fault every day?" Finally, when Ling Zimei Yan came to find fault for the nth time, Sakura said impatiently.

"Miss Ben can come whenever she wants, can you stop her?" Ling Zimei smiled triumphantly.

Sakura ignored her and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

Ling Zimeiyan's words shocked her: "There are only three days until the last match."

three days...

"So, sister, are you interested in telling me what you plan to do?"

Ling Zimeiyan suddenly walked up to Sakura, knelt down, looked at her face, and looked at her with mocking eyes: "Tonight, I will bring Ryoma back to my house again to celebrate winning the game against Sitianbaosi, by the way , tell me, how will our life be in the future after the game?"

"Well, I'm not interested. What I'm interested in is just the competition." Sakura continued to close her eyes.

Ling Zimeiyan suddenly pinched Ying's chin with her index finger and thumb again, and forced her eyes to look at her: "I tell you, Yin Moying, now, the only one who respects me is not you, but Miss Ben." After finishing speaking, she stood up. Get up, turn around, and walk out of the room laughing.

But in Sakura's view...: Why do I feel that she has a weird smile like a witch in a fairy tale-_-|||Plus, when did I become the only one, it's really wishful thinking and sentimental.

--the other side

"Cousin, I told you, Yin Moying, she's not with me!" Ling Zimeiyan looked at Hei Wei who was sitting in the living room at the big card, and said this sentence again.

Hei Wei originally closed his eyes, but now he raised them: "Why, how do you know that I came here to find her? I'm looking for you, can't I?"

"This..." She really threw herself into a trap this time.

"I've said it before, Mo Ying is mine, if you want to offend, you can't"

Ling Zimei yelled: "For this person, is it worth destroying the relationship between our brothers and sisters! You are just wishful thinking and self-indulgent, why has she ever liked you!"

Hei Wei suddenly stood up, and slapped Ling Zimei Yan directly on the face, Ling Zimei Yan fell to the ground: "I said, whether she likes me or not, she will be mine!"

Ling Zimei covered her face in smoke, and turned her head to look at Hei Wei: "Cousin, this, is this worth it... worth it for her, you hit me!"

"Of course, I only ask you what happened to Mo Ying!" After speaking, he waved his hands and walked away coldly.

Ling Zimei stood up with tears in her eyes, and waved her hands: "The housekeeper...give it to me, torture that person to death!"