One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

"Huh?" The little girl blinked innocently, "This is my phone."

"Why did you come here?" The witch sneered, "You don't have the right to choose, bring it here."

Ling Qiong scratched her chin, thought for a few seconds, and handed her the phone.

"You will live here from now on, it's none of your business today, don't leave the room if you have nothing to do."

After speaking, the witch walked away and closed the door with a 'bang'.

Ling Qiong calmly took out another mobile phone from her pocket.

Who doesn't have two mobile phones yet!

...

Ling Qiong found the light switch in the room, but after pressing it for a long time, the light source remained at the same brightness.

Probably the brightness of 5W, very dark.

The curtains in the room are even worse, there is a wall behind it, and there are no windows at all.

"..."

Is this where people live?

Selling yourself is so miserable?

Fortunately, other supporting facilities in the room are fine, except that the lights are not on and there are no windows, everything is of high quality.

I always feel that I have entered a strange copy.

They come, the security……

Go to sleep first.

What if you want to fight monsters in a while!

...

Lingqiong slept until after eleven o'clock in the evening. She rubbed her rumbling stomach, her little face wrinkled slightly.

“There is no dinner provided…”

This is too much!

Ling Qiong opened the door and went out. The corridor outside the door was dark, and there was no light. She took out her mobile phone to light it.

The corridor of this villa is extremely long, and there are many turning designs.

After walking for a long time, Ling Qiong felt that she was probably...lost.

Which idiot designed this.

Ling Qiong scolded while looking for a way.

When Ling Qiong was about to lose her strength and wanted to go offline, she saw a man standing in front of her with a big golden character on top of her head, Shen Handeng.

Ling Qiong: "..."

Okay, this is the target person she is looking for.

The person standing there was wearing white pajamas, stepping on the carpet with bare feet, facing the direction of the curtains, standing there quietly, not knowing what he was looking at.

If it weren't for the three golden words on the head, it would be a bit scary.

It's no different from waking up in the middle of the night and bumping into a white-clothed ghost in the corridor.

Ling Qiong looked back and forth, and moved over carefully.

As the distance shortened, Ling Qiong also saw Shen Handeng's appearance clearly.

It was a face between a teenager and a youth, with both the maturity of youth and the childishness of youth.

Ling Qiong swallowed, her eyes began to shine.

She can.

She is OK again! !

"Master Shen..." Ling Qiong called out.

Shen Handeng turned his head and looked at her with dark eyes, without emotion, with a cold and indifferent look.

"I'm new here." Ling Qiong introduced obediently, "L...Ye Qingtang."

Shen Handeng didn't speak, his eyes were as black as ink, dark and deep, and he couldn't see the bottom.

Ling Qiong: "..."

Shen Handeng: "..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

The words on the top of Shen Handeng's head began to fade, and they were completely invisible in less than ten seconds.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and Ling Qiong had to turn on the phone screen.

The person who was standing in front of her just now was several meters away from her.

"???"

This is a ghost, right?

Ling Qiong struggled and followed, "Do you know how to get downstairs?"

Shen Handeng didn't respond and continued to walk forward.

"..."

dumb?

No... That witch didn't say that her young master was dumb.

Shen Handeng turned two corners, and suddenly raised his hand to point in one direction.

Ling Qiong looked over, Shen Handeng turned and left.

Ling Qiong grabbed him and said in a low voice, "It's strange here, come with me."

Shen Handeng was held by Lingqiong's wrist, and he reacted strongly and shook her off, "Don't touch me!"

Shen Handeng's voice is nice, but it's a bit fierce.

Not dumb...

"Sorry, I'm a little scared, I didn't know you had this habit." Lingqiong's voice was soft, and she apologized sincerely.

Shen Handeng rubbed his wrist, and stopped talking.

"I just came here today, so I'm not familiar with this place, but I'm so hungry, can't you really go down with me?"

The light on the phone screen is weak, which may reflect the anticipation and softness in the little girl's eyes.

In such an environment, it seems very pitiful.

Shen Handeng rubbed his wrist and stared at her for nearly a minute.

He lifted his foot and walked in the direction he pointed.

The corner of Lingqiong's mouth curled up, and immediately followed.

...

Shen Handeng took Lingqiong to the kitchen, and he stood at the door of the kitchen, and opened his lips slightly after Lingqiong entered.

"You can't find anything to eat."

Lingqiong: "Huh?"

Shen Handeng lowered his head and kept rubbing his fingers against his wrist, not explaining what he meant by that sentence.

Ling Qiong scratched her head and continued to search in the kitchen.

There wasn't any cooked food in the kitchen.

But found some ingredients in the freezer.

She took the ingredients and turned her head to show off to Shen Handeng, "Isn't this something to eat?"

Shen Handeng: "It's raw."

Lingqiong: "Can't it be cooked?"

"..."

Lingqiong rolled her eyes, "You can't do it?"

Shen Handeng turned his head away.

"It's okay, you're the young master, you don't need to do it yourself." Lingqiong comforted him very intimately, "I think back then I also lived in the days when I stretched out my clothes and stretched out my hands to eat and opened my mouth, hey..."

The little girl let out a long sigh.

Shen Handeng didn't know if he didn't hear her muttering, or if he heard her and didn't want to respond.

Ling Qiong wanted to turn on the light, but there was no response for a long time.

"..."

What the hell is this place!

Not even a light was on!

"Help me take down the phone's light." Lingqiong pinned her idea on Young Master Shen.

Young Master Shen leaned against the door of the kitchen, and heard Ling Qiong's request, but did not respond.

"..."

never mind.

He is the young master.

Dad handles it himself!

Ling Qiong was looking for a place to put her phone, but before she could find a good place, a hand was stretched out beside her.

Lingqiong followed his hand and looked at his master.

Young Master Shen looked at her coldly and didn't speak.

The corners of Lingqiong's lips curved slightly, and she handed the phone to him, paying attention not to touch him.

"You are a good person."

Young Master Shen took two steps back, pointed the light source of the phone at the cooking table, looked away, and looked elsewhere.

...

Lingqiong fried steak and cod and served them on two plates.

Although it is not as beautiful and good-looking as the outside, it smells very good.

"Eat something?" Ling Qiong handed Shen Handeng a knife and fork.

Shen Han didn't answer the lamp, his eyes fell on the plate.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely delicious." Lingqiong promoted herself with confidence, "Although the appearance is not very good, the taste is definitely professional."

Shen Handeng shook his head.

...

Shen Handeng didn't want to eat, so Ling Qiong had to solve it by herself, since she didn't have dinner anyway.

Supper and dinner together.

Ling Qiong sat at the dining table outside to eat. Shen Handeng stood at first, but then he might be tired from standing, so he sat opposite Ling Qiong.

Shen Handeng didn't look at her at first, but then his eyes fell on her.

Ling Qiong glanced at him, and Shen Handeng immediately looked away.

Ling Qiong continued to eat, but Shen Handeng turned his gaze back.

Ling Qiong glanced at him, and the latter quickly moved away.

After repeated several times, Ling Qiong pushed the untouched plate over and said in a soft voice: "I can't eat any more, please help me eat, it's a pity to waste it."

Shen Handeng pursed his lower lip, quite reserved, "Yes."

Shen Handeng eats very elegantly, and every piece of beef he cuts is about the same size.

As expected of the young master.

Ling Qiong finished eating the last piece on her plate, and looked at the person opposite with her small face in her hands.

Shen Handeng was probably used to being watched by others, but Ling Qiong's gaze didn't affect him.