Puff (nosal bleeding)...

(*//////) can't do it anymore. If this continues, I... may be dead...

"Okay, okay, stop! I said that's it, I said it's not OK, but in exchange, Ling, you have to tell you what your real name is, how about it?"

Ling, who had a strong aura in her impression, used this kind of small number to act cute and coquettish look to herself. The old man Fang Ran gave in and gave in and made a "concession".

Then the girl in her arms sat down honestly. If possible, everyone should probably be very curious about what she will look like in the future.

Ling was no exception. She nodded obediently and said her name.

"Carol, my name is Carol."

Then he spoke with some guilt for cheating Fang Ran:

"The name Ling is actually..."

"It's okay, to me, Ling, you are Ling,"

Fang Ran muttered this name, was slightly ecstatic and then smiled softly at her, as if he was going back to time:

"By the way, Carlo, what a good name."

"Then Fang Ran, you told me."

Seeing that the young man didn't mind this matter, the girl shook him gently, wanting to know what she would look like a hundred years later.

"Then let me agree first. After I tell you, Ling, you are not allowed to be angry."

"Yeah yeah."

It will immediately satisfy the curiosity, wearing slender calves in black stockings, cowhide short boots, Carol...or, just like a little chick pecking at rice, nodding to Fang Ran to guarantee.

"Ling, a hundred years later..."

Speaking of this, Fang Ran sighed, and then recalled the memories of meeting Ling from the beginning.

Just like after twelve sets of five or three baptisms, I finally got the summary of the essence and truth, and I was quite vicissitudes of life and seriousness and nodding slightly:

"He's a stingy."

"Apride...spicy..."

Ling was stunned for a moment without understanding, then looked at Fang Ran and asked:

"What does it mean? Will I be very arrogant in a hundred years?"

These simple words and innocent eyes made Fang Ran slowly move away with a slight guilty look, pouting and saying:

"Yes, he is fierce and arrogant. He always uses a power bank to mess with my face. He always looks like a queen who is very difficult to approach and is arrogant. He oppresses me all day long because he is better than me."

"And I don't say anything, I'm willful and arbitrary, and I'll leave me alone and go out. In short, it's a very bad personality."

"A hundred years later, will I be like this..."

To Fang Ran's surprise, listening to his invigorating nonsense, the girl in her arms just felt very novel and lowered her head and muttered,

Then he raised his eyes, and his pupils shone with brilliance and spoke to Fang Ran:

"Then I promise Fang Ran, you will not become like the one you said...well, arrogant."

The expression on his face was stunned. Seeing the girl in front of him smiling and assuring him, Fang Ran looked dull.

Such a cute and well-behaved Queen, am I living in a dream...

"Wang Ran Fang Ran, what did I look like at that time? Have you become an old lady...?"

"Ah, that's not."

Fang Ran, who was still immersed in the fact that the Ling he knew, had such a well-behaved and obedient side. He could not extricate himself for a long time, listened to Ling asking this question again and replied subconsciously.

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Ling asked in confusion. Even if she thought she could live for so long, she would definitely be very old and old in a hundred years.

“What does it look like…”

Fang Ran was stunned for a moment, looked up and down at the girl sitting in her arms. Her long light golden hair and fair face were delicate and small.

The petite arms are tied with long sleeves covering their hands, and the black and white Gothic skirt is covered with slender and tender legs in black stockings.

It's basically not much different from a hundred years later...

"You are a few years older than Ling, you are now. You are the first-place number."

Without thinking too much, Fang Ran gestured roughly with both hands and gave the answer casually.

Then he saw the girl in his arms stunned for a moment, and then lost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I have been like this for a hundred years... Is it still the same way I haven't grown up..."

"Ahhhh! No, no, Ling, listen to me, you have grown up for a while, and you are a beautiful lady with thin waist and long legs! Ah... But when I met you later, I didn't know what happened, I had already retracted..."

Ling was hit by unexpected places, and Fang Ran hurriedly comforted her without saying anything.

Then I saw the girl in her arms pursed her lips a little angry, raised her head with a pissy look, and looked at her with her big eyes wide open.

Forehead....

Fang Ran's expression froze, remembered Uncle Fang's meaningful smile, taught himself the core idea of ​​"coaxing girls is the right way to praise them", and said carefully and tentatively:

"Uh...I think Ling, you look very good at your age... very cute..."

cute...

Ling lowered her head and grabbed the long-sleeved cuffs with her palms. The thing she thought of was burning suddenly shattered. She bit her lips and started to make awkward and push his chest agilely.

"Fang Ran, you idiot!"

"Hey! Ha!?...Why..."

"Enough! I won't hug you anymore, let me go..."

"No, Queen, didn't you agree not to get angry...and am I praising you?"

In the 20th century, on the trail on the slope of the wheat field, there was a foolish young man who didn't understand girls and didn't have any love and feelings. He didn't know where he stepped on the thunder again and shouted in confusion.
Chapter completed!