Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

After listening to Ning Xiaolei's explanation, Lin Yumeng suddenly showed sympathy on his face.

She didn't expect that the girl Ning Xiaolei talked about would be so pitiful.

A person is lonely and helpless, she is alone in a space, with no one to talk to, no one to accompany her, and not even any means of entertainment.

"Xiao Lei, I misunderstood you, and I apologize to you." Lin Yumeng looked at Ning Xiaolei sincerely and said.

Without waiting for Ning Xiaolei's response, she suddenly stood up on tiptoes and quickly kissed Ning Xiaolei on the face.

Ning Xiaolei was instantly petrified, and all the words that came to his mouth were completely forgotten.

College beauty, are you taking the initiative to kiss yourself?

He almost thought he was dreaming, but the wonderful feeling just now was so real.

Everything is not a dream!

"Look at you, you look so stupid." Lin Yumeng smiled, her face slightly red.

She mustered up a lot of courage to kiss Ning Xiaolei.

Ning Xiaolei came back to his senses and said with a wicked smile: "Okay, take advantage of me, no, I want to take it back."

With that said, Ning Xiaolei went straight to Lin Yumeng's smooth and delicate face.

"You stinky gangster, you're annoying, and you want to take advantage of me." Lin Yumeng ducked away with a sweet smile, giving Ning Xiaolei a rollicking look.

While the two were having fun, Wang Qing, who had just walked out of a luxury hotel on the street, happened to see this scene, and his face instantly turned livid.

Wang Qing was surrounded by many friends. Following Wang Qing's gaze, he also saw what happened before.

"Hey, isn't that Lin Yumeng, one of the five flowers in my Tiancheng? I heard that she is also Mr. Wang's fiancée?"

"No, who is the man next to her? The relationship between the two is so close."

"Oh, I know. I have long heard that Lin Yumeng has a boyfriend. It should be him. Mr. Wang has a love rival!"

Listening to the comments from the people around him, Wang Qing's face became increasingly ugly and he gritted his teeth.

"Little Zha San, wait a minute, isn't your Thunderstorm Hall going to open tomorrow? Let's see if I don't cause you a lot of trouble, huh!"

After giving the two men a resentful look, Wang Qing left with a bunch of his friends.

When he left, he also told these people about Lei Yutang.

Ning Xiaolei didn't know this and took Lin Yumeng back home.

Taking out the newly purchased mobile phone and connecting it to the wireless network, Ning Xiaolei downloaded more than ten TV series at Lin Yumeng's suggestion.

"Big campus beauty, I'm going to ask Ling'er first to see if I can take you in."

After talking to Lin Yumeng, Ning Xiaolei's demon consciousness focused on the demon refining pot in his mind, and his thoughts disappeared as soon as he moved.

In the demon refining pot, Ning Xiaolei's figure slowly condensed out.

"Ling'er, I brought you a gift. Come out quickly."

After looking around and not finding Ling'er, Ning Xiaolei shouted.

After he shouted, he saw Ling'er's figure slowly gathering in front of him, looking at the mobile phone in his hand with a slightly curious look.

"What is this?" Linger frowned.

"Hey, you don't know this, right? This is a mobile phone with many functions. It's a gift from me."

Ning Xiaolei smiled, then turned on his phone and showed Ling'er.

Ling'er is very smart and quickly mastered the use of mobile phones.

"Ling'er, I originally planned to let a little guy accompany you to relieve your boredom, but unfortunately it fell asleep after taking a lot of elixirs, so I brought you this mobile phone."

Ning Xiaolei apologized slightly. Compared to Xiaotuanzi, a mobile phone is a dead thing after all.

"Ling'er knows the master's kindness, thank you for the gift." Ling'er still had that cold expression.

Ning Xiaolei had no choice but to say: "Ling'er, I have saved a lot of TV series for you in my phone. You can watch them when you are bored. If the battery runs out, tell me and I will take it out for you to charge."

"By the way, Ling'er, I wonder if you can go out?"

Ling'er shook his head: "Master, Ling'er is the spirit of the demon refining pot. He cannot leave this space until the master's strength reaches a certain level."