All-field Godly Wish System

After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door finally opened slowly. Nangong Ruo'er stood there shyly in Yang Ling's white shirt. Although the shirt was long enough to cover most of her body, her white legs were still exposed.    

    

Nangong Ruo'er's face was red. She thought that she would definitely be played around by Yang Ling's inhumane onlookers, but she did not expect this guy to sit at the table and write something without even looking back.    

    

"He doesn't look at me?"    

    

Nangong Ruo'er felt a little disappointed when she saw this. However, she still walked over to him out of curiosity. She asked curiously, "Young Master, are you still working so late at night?"    

    

Yang Ling smiled and closed the book. He turned his head around. Although he had sensed her earlier, seeing her current state, he almost had a nosebleed.    

    

She really did wear it! Awesome!    

    

Most of the time, she would still hug the lute and cover her face, making her even more sexy. Moreover, she was wearing her own shirt now, and the faint white underneath the shirt was even more exciting.    

    

As if she sensed Yang Ling's burning gaze, Nangong Ruo'er cried out in surprise. She hurriedly covered her chest and squatted on the ground, but the shirt was about to be put away after squatting down.    

    

"Ding! You have shattered Nangong Ruo'er's wish to see you with a strange look, Attribute Point + 1."    

    

Yang Ling lowered his head and looked at this girl's shy and seductive appearance. Although he knew that he could not fall in love with her, he still had an impulse to push her down right now.    

    

Fortunately, he knew the consequences of falling down. His instinct to live was greater than his male instincts. He hurriedly said, "Ruo'er, don't squat down. The clothes will be put away!"    

    

"You, you, you, you!!"    

    

Nangong Ruo'er wanted to die so badly that she even had the heart to do so. She finally burst into tears and sobbed as she cried. "Young Master, you are bullying me!"    

    

"Bullying me! I don't want to be like this..."    

    

"Ding, you have shattered Nangong Ruo'er's wish of not being bullied by you continuously, Attribute Point + 1."    

    

Looking at this girl's appearance, Yang Ling smiled bitterly. This was the Love Tribulation. It seemed like it was not only for him, but also for Nangong Ruo'er.    

    

An ancient woman being played like this seemed to be quite uncomfortable. Ha...    

    

Yang Ling's heart softened. He squatted down and gently hugged her. He said softly, "Don't cry, don't cry. It's my fault. I apologize."    

    

"Go to sleep. You'll be fine after sleeping."    

    

Nangong Ruo'er heard this and cried even more sadly. She looked at Yang Ling with tears in her eyes. As she cried, she said with slight resentment. "Why didn't you do this at that time? If you were at that time..."    

    

"I, I wouldn't..."    

    

She choked so hard that she couldn't continue. Yang Ling's heart moved.    

    

At that time?    

    

She wouldn't?    

    

After connecting the text and the Deductive Proficiency, the translation in Yang Ling's mind was... If he could do this to her at that time, then she wouldn't have died!    

    

If he wasn't wrong, this woman's death should have something to do with his past life.    

    

Now that the information has been cut off, I can only continue to work hard.    

    

After comforting her gently for a long time, he finally managed to coax her to stop crying. Yang Ling found that although the girl in ancient times was gentle and lovely, her bones were fierce.    

    

He used his mouth and tongue to stop Nangong Ruo'er's tears.    

    

He carried the girl to the bed and personally covered her with the blanket. Yang Ling smiled and said, "I will go to that towel to help you wipe your tears. You must not cry. If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen. How can you go out and play tomorrow?"    

    

Nangong Ruo'er lightly nodded her head and watched Yang Ling walk into the bathroom.    

    

In the bathroom, Yang Ling simply tidied up and hung Nangong Ruo'er's red ancient Han attire with a Genuine Qi. The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a smile.    

    

He naturally left a shirt behind on purpose just now. Otherwise, Nangong Ruo'er would not be so embarrassed as to cry. If she did not cry, how could she get the information out?    

    

It seemed that he was still very talented!    

    

After finishing everything, Nangong Ruo'er seemed to be a little tired. But she still asked, "Young Master, what were you writing before?"    

    

"I seemed to have seen my own name."    

    

Yang Ling winked at her and said with a smile, "It's a secret. You will know in the future."    

    

"Hmm..."    

    

The girl nodded obediently. After a light yawn, she said in a slightly tired manner, "If young master doesn't tell me, I won't ask."    

    

"I'm sorry. You have to sleep somewhere else. After we get married, you can..."    

    

Her voice was getting smaller and smaller, but she had already fallen asleep.    

    

Yang Ling saw this and smiled. He laid down on the sofa and took out a small book to write again.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, he seemed to have fallen asleep. Nangong Ruo'er slowly opened her eyes in the darkness. She stared at his back. After Yang Ling slept on the sofa for a moment, his tears unconsciously rolled down and he softly muttered: "Different. In the end, it is still different..."    

    

"How good is it that you are him..."    

    

Her whisper was very soft, but Yang Ling, who was sleeping, seemed to have heard something. His eyelashes moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.    

    

The next morning, Nangong Ruo'er, who was dressed neatly, gently shook Yang Ling. When she saw this guy turn over, her eyelids moved. She smiled and said, "Young Master, it's morning. It's time to get up."    

    

Yang Ling yawned and opened his eyes to look at Nangong Ruo'er's smiling face. A smile also appeared on his face.    

    

"Ruo'er, it's great that you are still here."    

    

Nangong Ruo'er lightly laughed and said, "This little girl has nowhere to go and can only follow young master."    

    

As she spoke, she seemed to have realized something and lightly said, "Young Master, we are not married yet. You are not allowed to call me Ruo'er. You should call me Miss Ruo'er!"    

    

After what happened last night, this girl seemed to have become much more cheerful. Although these words sounded like reproach, they were actually more playful words.    

    

Yang Ling thought of something and suddenly said, "Ruo'er, why don't we get married today?"    

    

"Ah!? Really!"    

    

Nangong Ruo'er's face revealed a look of surprise when she heard that. But this surprise only lasted for a moment. In the next moment, she looked at Yang Ling blankly, and her tears flowed down again disappointedly.    

    

"Ding! You have fulfilled Nangong Ruo'er's wish to tell him about marriage, Wish Value + 1."    

    

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Why are you crying again? Are you unwilling? "    

    

"No... No..."    

    

Nangong Ruo'er rubbed her eyes and gently shook her head. "I am very happy that Young Master can say that."    

    

"It's just... It's just that right now, I am not qualified to get married."    

    

As he spoke, he thought of the sad part, and his tears kept flowing down.    

    

"Gongzi, i... Wuwuwu, I know myself. I'm not worthy of you, I can't harm you..."    

    

Yang Ling let out a long sigh in his heart when he saw this girl. He reached out his hand to wipe away the tears on the girl's face and said with a smile, "Silly girl. No matter if you are wearing a Han suit or a shirt, you are still you."    

    

"No matter if I am wearing a long robe or a T-shirt, I am me!"