Disease Named Love [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 69: Mirror Spirit 09

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"False is false."

Jing Ran's eyes that had fallen into desire immediately became clear, and deep in his eyes was suppressed a strong sense of ambition. Once the gate of desire/desire was opened, those who had been restrained would become crazy and ferocious like a flood of beasts.

Jing Ling is not afraid of Jing Ran's terrifying appearance, "This charm can magnify people's inner desires, Jing Ran, I didn't expect you to be so conceited, you really can't be judged by appearances."

Jing Ran looked at Jing Ling calmly, and only asked, "Have you ever moved your face?"

The excitement in her body just now is exactly the same as a few days ago, Jingling is her, and the pleasure/sensation she felt that day is Jingling's.

When Jing Ling mentioned An Rongrong's name, she was also very affectionate.

There was an undisguised killing intent in Jing Ran's eyes.

Jing Ling covered her lips and smiled lightly, "Oh, you want to kill me, no one wants to kill yourself." Speaking of this, his eyes changed, and his eyes turned silvery white, and he put down his hands, his whole body was full of killing intent, "It just so happens, I hate you too."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and a call belonging to An Rongrong came from the depths of the soul.

Jing Ran narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, he returned to reality. He took out his long sword fiercely and struck a spell in the dark. "Exorcist, I am much more beautiful than that woman, do you like me?"

After finishing speaking, the vixen twisted her waist and came over to spit Youlan, trying to seduce Jingran, but in the middle of it, the mirror spirit who suddenly appeared grabbed her neck.

Where is the vixen Jingling's opponent? His eyes were pinched white, his forehead was covered with blue veins, and he spat out intermittently: "Forgive...forgive...forgive...forgive."

Jing Ling stared at the vixen's face with a pair of silver eyes, "How can you be more beautiful than her."

The vixen kicked her foot unbearably, turned into a prototype, and Jing Ling held her skin: "Your aesthetic still needs to be improved."

Regardless of the cowardly and whining vixen under her hands, she threw it casually, Jing Ran's expression remained unchanged, she turned slightly to avoid it, and the vixen just fell at her feet.

Jing Ran glanced at the trembling vixen lying on the ground, took out the demon mirror and said only one sentence: "You really need to improve your aesthetics."

Now that the matter has been resolved, Jing Ran went into the bedroom to undo the charm on Papa An's body, and left without looking sideways.

Jing Ling snorted and raised her heel.

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An Rongrong seemed to have waited for a century, the door finally opened, and he was relieved to see Jing Ran come out safely, and checked around Jing Ran, "Fortunately, he was not injured."

This scene happened to coincide with the dream, Jing Ran clenched the sword in his hand, An Rongrong panted softly in his head for no reason, looking at her snow-white face, strong desire emerged in the depths of his eyes.

As soon as Jing Ling came out, she saw An Rongrong turning around Jing Ran, and snorted coldly, "Rong Rong, come here."

An Rongrong looked at Jing Ling who appeared here openly, and couldn't hide the shock on his expression. He subconsciously glanced at Jing Ran, and sure enough, Jing Ran was staring at her at the moment. His dark eyes made An Rongrong a little timid, and immediately lowered his head Head: "I don't know her."

Jing Ran and Jing Ling, the fool knows which one to choose.

Jing Ling immediately exploded with anger, seeing An Rongrong's hair twirling with her head bowed, she smiled instead of anger: "You have no heart."

An Rongrong didn't want to talk, and even moved back, hiding behind Jing Ran.

Jing Ran looked at Jing Ling expressionlessly, "Don't come looking for her."

Jing Ling snorted, "I am Rong Rong's closest person in the world, what right do you have to make decisions for her?"

Jing Ran still had that indifferent appearance, but endless killing intent spread in his heart.

Jing Ling naturally knew her emotions, and looked at Jing Ran triumphantly like a winner.

Jing Ran's lips were pursed tightly, and the veins in the hand holding the sharp sword were bulging. Seeing this, Jing Ling smoothed out her hair amorously.

The sleeve was pulled lightly, Jing Ran looked down and saw a pair of clear brown eyes, the other's delicate and soft hands gently held her back, silently supporting her.

Jing Ran's heart softened, instead of looking at Jing Ling, he held An Rongrong's hand and led her out.

Seeing An Rongrong follow Jing Ran away without hesitation, Jing Ling stared, "An Rongrong, you really think I won't hurt, don't you?"

An Rongrong walked resolutely, never stopping for half a step.

Jing Ran is the hand that is tightly clenched.

Jing Ling lowered her eyes slightly, and murmured: "Do you really think that I can't do without you?"

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Back at the villa, An Chen immediately came over to ask about the situation: "Sister An, how are you doing?"

An Rongrong smiled lightly and rubbed his head, "It's settled, the vixen will never pester Dad again."

An Chen was startled, "Is she so obedient?"

An Rongrong smiled, "Yes."

An Chen muttered a few words, raised his head like a big dog with bright eyes: "Sister An, can I live here forever?"

An Rongrong's expression was gentle: "Of course, but you should tell Aunt Li first."

An Chen looked a little awkward, "Wait a little longer."

A 16-year-old child already has his own thinking, and An Rongrong doesn't force it, "Then live there until you get tired of it."

An Chen blushed, glanced at An Rongrong, and whispered: "I'll never get tired of it."

An Rongrong looked up and saw Jing Ran going upstairs silently, and smiled at An Chen, "You play first, and Sister An will be cooking later."

An Chen was obedient and sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, while An Rongrong immediately followed Jing Ran. The moment the other party closed the door, she squeezed in. Looking at her expressionless face, An Rongrong lowered her head unconsciously. : "Jing Ran, are you angry?"

He didn't say a word to her on the way back.

Jing Ran stared at her hair, and moved his gaze down to her thick and long eyelashes, which seemed to be trembling uncomfortably at this moment, "Is it so important to be angry or not?"

An Rongrong nodded slightly, "Yes."

After getting along for so long, Jing Ran is not only her mission goal, but also the best person in this world to her, and she also regards Jing Ran as a friend.

She didn't want Jingran to be unhappy, that would make her feel uncomfortable.

An Rongrong plucked up the courage to raise her head, "Jing Ran, do you mind the matter between me and that demon spirit?"

Jing Ran's pupils shrank, and she narrowed her eyes slightly: "Is what she said true?"

The closest you've ever had to her.

An Rongrong blushed, and turned her eyes away uncomfortably. Although she already knew it in her heart, An Rongrong's tacit appearance still made her heart ache.

"you like her?"

An Rongrong answered quickly this time: "No."

Jing Ran stared into An Rongrong's eyes for a while, "I see, you can sleep with me from now on."

An Rongrong's eyes widened: "Huh?"

Jing Ran gave a rare explanation: "The mirror spirit will come to you again."

An Rongrong thought of Jingling's appearance, she said that, so she probably won't bother her again!

Jing Ran knew the thoughts on her face very clearly, and snorted coldly in his heart, "That's the decision."

An Rongrong was naturally happy to be able to get close to Jing Ran. Now that he had spoken, An Rongrong felt a lot more relaxed: "Then I'll go down and cook first."

Jing Ran glanced at her raised eyebrows, the sunlight outside the window shone on her face, she looked very good-looking, "I'll be with you."

An Rongrong held Jing Ran's hand happily, "Well, I feel lonely cooking by myself."

Jing Ran looked at the connecting arms of the two, "I will accompany you when cooking from now on."

An Rongrong raised his head and his eyes completed the crescent shape, the brown eyes seemed to be full of stars, shining brightly, "It's an agreement."

"Ah."

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As a result, as soon as the two of them went there, they saw An Chen talking with a woman, but that figure was inexplicably familiar.

Jing Ran immediately clenched An Rongrong's hand, wanting An Rongrong to go back to the room first, but the woman seemed to know it, she raised her head to meet her, with a provocative smile on her lips.

That face was exactly the same as Jing Ran's.

An Rongrong was taken aback, and subconsciously glanced at Jing Ran next to him, why there were two Jing Ran.

Following Jingling's gaze, An Chen turned to see An Rongrong and Jing Ran at the stairs, and said excitedly, "Sister An, Sister Ran's younger sister is here."

younger sister?

An Rongrong pursed her lips when she saw Jing Ran, her eyes were as sharp as eagles, "Is there a problem?"

Jing Ran stared at Jing Ling's face, "She's not."

An Chen was a little embarrassed, the two looked exactly alike, and they could tell they were twins at a glance, turned around and saw that Jing Ling didn't look angry at all, and looked at An Rongrong for help.

An Rongrong didn't understand the situation either, but she was on Jing Ran's side, "Miss, I don't think you are welcome here."

Jing Ling chuckled, "Rong Rong, it's me."

As soon as she spoke, An Rongrong knew it was the demon spirit, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously leaned against Jing Ran.

Didn't this demon go away because of her anger?How could he still come to pester her.

Jing Ling figured it out, so she wouldn't make room for Jing Ran. An Rongrong is a heartless person. If she didn't come to watch, she might be forgotten within two days, and even worse, Jing Ran There is nothing left to eat.

Although she and Jing Ran are the same person, she doesn't know since when Jing Ran was unhappy with her.

Obviously she was the first to get An Rongrong, but An Rongrong only had Jing Ran in her heart.

A sweet smile appeared on Jing Ling's face, and she looked at Jing Ran: "Don't you welcome me, sister?"

Jing Ran looked away, pretending not to see her, and said softly, "Let's cook first."

An Rongrong glanced at Jing Ling over there, and at An Chen who didn't know the danger, "But..."

Jing Ran squeezed An Rongrong's hand, "It's fine."

After so long, it was enough for Jing Ran to understand Jing Ling's style, besides, that person was An Rongrong's younger brother, Jing Ling would not be stupid enough to attack him.

An Rongrong believed in Jing Ran almost unconditionally, "Yes."

Following Jing Ran into the kitchen, Jing Ling lowered her eyes to hide the injury in her eyes, looked up and saw An Chen looking at her cautiously, and chuckled: "Rong Rong's brother, I'm going in to help Rong Rong cook, you Let's play here."

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