The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Opportunity (two more)

Wu Jiaqi gave her a limited-edition molly doll, Tao Xingxing happily hugged Wu Jiaqi for several kisses, which attracted everyone's envy.

Star's parents are not only affectionate, they have not quarreled for more than ten years, and don't spoil the stars. They never blame the stars for poor grades. Molly dolls are so expensive. Tao Xingxing has a full display of cabinets.

It's just the first one. Everyone's parents can't do it. It's either a quarrel every day or a divorced single parent. The injury caused by the original family will take a lifetime to heal. These indescribable pains in growing up are only known to them. Therefore, people are particularly envious of Tao Xingxing, who grew up in a loving and enlightened environment of his parents.

Tao Qian gave Tao Xingxing an amber star bracelet, Tao Xingxing said happily: "It's so beautiful, Dad, I like it very much."

Mingjing smiled and said: "In our folklore, amber is transformed from the soul of a tiger, which symbolizes the grace of parents. It can calm the internal organs, calm the soul, remove ghosts and evil spirits, and the stars. Your father loves you very much."

Tao Xingxing blinked his eyes: "Is there still such a legend?"

She walked over and hugged Tao Qian, and sniffed: "Dad, I will always love you."

Tao Qian gently patted her on the back, just like when Tao Xingxing was a child, he would coax her every time he cried.

"Dad will always love you too."

Then it was Der Spiegel's gift. Unpacking the bag, seeing the Logo on the box, not only Tao Xingxing, but everyone was amazed.

"Luoshanpu?"

Tao Xingxing can't wait to open the box, flowing clouds and powder brocade, shining brightly under the light, beautiful.

"Ah, ah, it's Feng Qiuhuang, Ming Jing, I love you so much."

Tao Xingxing excitedly rushed over "Ba Ji" and kissed Ming Jing's side face, Ming Jing laughed blankly.

Wu Jiaqi was a little surprised, and asked a girl: "What phoenix asks for the phoenix?"

The girl explained: "Luoshanpu is a high-end Hanfu customization agency. Her Hanfu clothes are all custom-made by hand, which is particularly expensive. This set of Fengqiuhuang was designed by Hanfu designer Fengya. It is the treasure of Luoshanpu's town store. , Before the finale of the national wind show, everything from silkworm to textile is made by hand. It is hard to buy half a piece of brocade. It is the highest level of silk weaving in China. It is not to mention how beautiful it is to wear on the body. It is in the hearts of all Hanfu fans. My favorite, not to mention it has a beautiful meaning, the phoenix and the phoenix come back to their hometown, and they travel all over the world in search of their phoenix..."

"Ding Spiegel is really big, and it's Feng Qiuhuang as soon as she shoots. I would like to have such a caring and rich girlfriend." The girl's tone was extremely enviable.

Wu Jiaqi sighed: "I really can't keep up with the times. It turns out that children now like to play with this."

Giving gifts is not expensive, but in your heart, it can make the stars so happy, which shows how much she likes it.

Mingjing is really interested.

This set of Hanfu includes prose clothes, shoes and headdresses, all exquisite, all gorgeous, Tao Xingxing loves it.

"Ding Jing, I never mentioned to you that I like Hanfu, how did you know?" Tao Xingxing remembered that he had never mentioned a sentence in front of Ming Jing.

Mingjing smiled and said, "I saw a set of Hanfu in your room."

"So you guessed that I like Hanfu?"

Dingjing nodded, as long as you observe carefully, it is easy to know.

Tao Xingxing patted Ming Jing's shoulder: "From now on, we will be good sisters for a lifetime."

Before the Mirror Pearl Jade, everyone's gifts are a bit too much to take out, but Tao Xingxing is not the kind of person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Even if she gives her a cup worth more than ten yuan, she can happily say that she likes it.

The last gift, Tao Xingxing opened, was a crystal ball with heavy snow in the crystal ball. On a swing in front of a small house, there was a little girl sitting with a small sign next to it. A snowflake blocked it and it was impossible to see the top. The word, but it seems to be a line of English.

Tao Xingxing fell in love at a glance. She looked at Yan Chen who was standing at the end of the crowd, showing a smile of mutual understanding.

She was born in the south and she has never seen snow.

It turns out that he always remembered.

The laughter on the terrace came from far away, the corridor was pitch black, and a black shadow floated over silently like a ghost.

Yan Chen's cell phone rang, he glanced at Tao Xingxing who was smiling brightly in the crowd, and walked out with his cell phone.

"Mom... I'm attending a classmate's birthday party, um, I'll go back later, ok, you can rest early."

Hung up the phone, Yan Chen raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. He was about to leave, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Intuition from instinct made the hairs all over his body stand up for an instant, but it was too late.

A pain in the back of his neck, he opened his mouth, and his throat let out a roar like a trapped beast, swallowed by the boundless darkness.

At the last second of his coma, he saw a pair of eyes that were as clean and beautiful as colored glaze, but ruthlessly like a messenger from hell.

The door opened again, and the boy walked in and hid silently in the darkness.

Mingjing raised his head at this time, and the boy lowered the brim of his hat, and gently rubbed the trouser seam with the index finger of his right hand.

Tao Xingxing lingered in a pile of gifts excitedly, unable to find the north happily, Ming Jing left the crowd and walked to the edge of the terrace, under the half-meter-high railing, which is the abyss on the thirtieth floor.

The night breeze is blowing on her face, blowing the girl's skirt, the fairy spirit is fluttering, and she wants to ride the wind.

Under the brim of the hat, his eyes are gently squinted, blending with the night.

The young man stepped up, drifting away from the lively crowd, walking without the slightest sound, and slowly approaching the white figure.

Suddenly, the young man stopped in his footsteps.

There is something wrong with .

Intuition from the killer's instinct made him stop.

He looked at the back standing facing the wind in front of him, the wind blowing the skirt, misty and immortal.

is a beautiful woman from the world, but why does it give him a very familiar feeling?

It was like that night, through the roaring traffic, the eyes he saw.

A sea of blood, a rain of guns and bullets, walking on the tip of the knife and the muzzle, fighting against darkness and death, heartless, emotionless, and highly poisonous in the body. The only antidote is bright red blood and a stopped beating heart. .

He smelled the same kind of breath.

Master once said that he is not the best killer, but he is a gifted killer. His natural acumen makes him lucky to escape every time he is assessed. This is from the nature of animals, with twenty members, Only he and Thirteen survived to the end.

Lucky is also a kind of strength.

Nature told him that the girl with a misty back was very dangerous. He underestimated the opponent and should turn around and leave immediately.

Wrong...

The teenager frowned in confusion, which is illogical.

"Yan Chen." Suddenly someone took his shoulders, and the boy suddenly froze.

The sweet scent of the young girl was gushing in her ears, "So you still remember what I said before, you have a heart, good brother."

"By the way, don't you like Qufeitai? My best friend Mingjing and Qufeitai have an unusual relationship. I will show you to her."

Tao Xingxing involuntarily pulled the boy towards Der Spiegel.

Tao Xingxing has always been very carefree, and did not notice the abnormality of the teenagers around him. After all, in her cognition, Yan Chen was originally a bit awkward, and only by fighting poison with poison could he be brought down.

"Ding Jing, this is Yan Chen, my deskmate in junior high school, and also a good buddy."

Ming Jing turned around, looked at the boy, smiled and nodded: "Hello, I am Ming Jing."

In the darkness, the brim of the boy's hat was so low that he couldn't see his face at all.

Silence.

Tao Xingxing patted him on the shoulder: "Yan Chen, what are you doing? It's not that Ming Jing is too beautiful and shy and speechless? Look at you."

Tao Xingxing joked.

The young man squinted his eyes, flipped his wrist, and a thin knife slid off his palm.

This is the only chance.

Dark clouds cover the full moon, and the terrace is completely plunged into darkness.

Not far away, colorful lights flickered, and laughter and joy came from afar.

The young man suddenly jumped up like a swift leopard, with a sharp blade in his hand unsheathed, and a faint sharp gleam in the darkness, like a sickle of death, traversing towards the girl standing in front of the wind and hitting his throat.

The front is a lore, and behind is the abyss, beset on all sides, unavoidable.

At the moment of his death, he saw the girl's lips curled up, her smile was soft as a spring breeze, but he was suddenly startled in a cold sweat.

Ming Jing leaned back, her upper body was ninety degrees to the ground, her entire upper body was suspended in the air, and her long hair was flying in the night wind.

The tip of the young man's knife flew past the tip of Ming Jing's nose, and Ming Jing's feet hooked on the iron net on the railing, and when he turned, I saw the white skirt like a blooming lily, beautiful to the extreme, from the young man's in the blink of an eye. Escape under suppression.

The young man's eyes gleamed, but everything happened between the electric light and flint. Such agile reflexes and terrifying skills could never be learned overnight.

He was correct at the beginning.

At this time, Tao Xingxing, who was closest to the boy, suddenly screamed, piercing the night sky with his scream.

Wu Jiaqi heard Tao Xingxing's scream, and at that moment, the blood flowed backward all over his body.

She stumbled and rushed over, and she saw a scene that almost broke her eyes.

Tao Xingxing was held hostage by the boy, and a long knife fell on her neck. Ming Jing stood opposite the boy and said blankly: "Let her go."

Tao Xingxing was so scared that he was almost speechless, and the change happened too quickly.

"You're not Yan Chen...Who are you?" Tao Xingxing responded from the initial shock, and asked with a trembling voice.

"Where is Yan Chen? What do you think of Yan Chen?"

"Let go of my daughter." Wu Jiaqi rushed over, kneeling on the ground and said: "I beg you, don't hurt my daughter, I will give you whatever you want."

Tao Qian is relatively calm. While comforting Wu Jiaqi, he asked: "As long as you don't hurt my daughter, I will promise you everything you want."

Others have been terrified by this incident a long time ago, isn't that Yan Chen? Why did he kidnap Tao Xingxing suddenly? What kind of devil is going to do?

Tao Xingxing said he is not Yan Chen? Who is he then?

The boy ignored the others and stared straight at the mirror.

Ming Jing said without expression: "I'll say one last time, let go of her."

The voice is no longer tender, like a thousand-year cold pool, cold and merciless.

The young man stepped back, the tip of the knife hit Tao Xingxing's spine, hiding in the dark.

In the blink of an eye, he floated away like a ghost and disappeared into the fire exit.

Tao Xingxing's knees softened, Ming Jing immediately stepped forward to catch her, Tao Xing Xing hugged Ming Jing tightly, suppressing crying: "Woo Ming Jing, I thought I would never see you again."

Ming Jing patted her on the back lightly, and said softly, "It was my mistake, sorry."

Mingjing raised her head, looking at the night ahead, her eyes faint.

"Stars." Wu Jiaqi rushed over, looked up and down Tao Xingxing, suppressed the collapse and asked, "Are you injured?"

just cried in front of the mirror and became a tearful girl, but now she raised a big smile, "Mom, I am not afraid of where I am so fragile."

Seeing Wu Jiaqi's tears rolling down like broken beads, Tao Xingxing immediately panicked: "Mom, don't cry, am I okay?"

Wu Jiaqi hugged Tao Xingxing tightly, and Tao Xingxing was almost out of breath.

"The star, it's my mother, I'm sorry for you."

Tao Xingxing looked dazed, why are two of them vying to say sorry?

Tao Qian came over after calling the police and said: "I have already called the police, this matter is a bit strange..."

Who knows Wu Jiaqi said immediately: "Can't call the police."

Tao Qian was stunned, looking at Tao Xingxing and then Wu Jiaqi, "Qiqi, it's better to find out who it is. Do you think the stars will face this kind of danger again in the future?"

Mingjing came over and said: "Uncle, Auntie, he came at me, leave this to me, I'm sorry for the stars."

Wu Jiaqi shook her head dumbly, "This day has finally come..."

(End of this chapter)

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