Ling Nuanqing was a little cold all over, and the woman's voice in the video was Ruiyu's.

Sometimes her thoughts are actually quite naive. She thought Ruiyu was sent away by Ling Shaocheng and driven away because she offended her.

But the truth is that Ruiyu stays with the man and does things for him.

Ruiyu has resentment towards Ling Nuanqing, so when she hurts her friends, she naturally doesn't even blink her eyes, and even makes trouble like this.

Ling Nuanqing stood in the corridor and heard the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, she didn't even raise her eyes.

Ling Shaocheng held her shoulder. "Why are you standing here?"

"Where is your phone?"

"What are you doing?"

"I want to send Zhuzi a few photos and be jealous of her."

Ling Shaocheng's mouth opened, and Ling Nuanqing stared at his face. The man's ability to hide was always first-class, and she couldn't tell whether he was his real or hypocritical side now.

"Fan Xiaozhu is still lying on the bed to recuperate. She can't move. You can still stimulate her."

"Yes, I'm going to make her angry and jump out of the bed."

Ling Shaocheng's eyes were decorated with a hint of brightness. Although this man's cruel shopping mall was leaning against a big tree like the Ling family, his door was all achieved by him fighting alone.

If he didn't want you to see something, Ling Nuanqing wouldn't be able to guess what he was thinking.

Ling Shaocheng put his slender fingers on the pocket of the coat, clamped his two fingers, took out the phone and handed it to Ling Nuanqing.

"Then you go and stimulate her. You can show her our photo and tell her that this is our wedding photo."

Ling Nuanqing took the phone over. Ling Shaocheng felt tired even if he hid it like this and didn't want to continue hiding it. Besides, Fan Xiaozhu's affairs had nothing to do with him. If he chose one of the two, he would of course protect Ling Nuanqing.

She dialed out a few numeric keys on the screen with her fingers, but the latter digits were dialing slowly and slowly. What would she say when the phone was connected?

In front of Ling Shaocheng, he said that the video was released was actually related to him?

Or should she cry here and constantly apologize to Fan Xiaozhu?

She's sorry for her, she's always been.

But what's the use of saying it? Shouldn't it be put into action?

Ling Nuanqing handed the phone back to Ling Shaocheng, "I won't be called anymore, I can't do such exciting things, so let her recover from the wounds with peace of mind."

The man paused and then raised his hand.

Ling Nuanqing asked him while walking back, "How are you choosing the photo?"

"I want everything in my words, except for some repetitions, I bought them all."

Ling Nuanqing didn't say anything, and didn't know if he had heard it.

The lights in the studio are very bright, and even the scattered lights shot down from the corridor are no exception. Ling Nuanqing's face exudes an ugly pale pale face. If she stays here, she will probably be illuminated and has nowhere to hide.

What she has to do now is to quickly escape from Ling Shaocheng's control, not temporarily, but permanent escape.

Ling Nuanqing learned his lesson, put away his last sharpness, became cautious, and was very good at pleasing.

When Ling Shaocheng entered the small building at night, he saw Ling Nuanqing holding a fruit tray and lying on the sofa watching a movie.

This is a comedy. Ling Nuanqing was so excited that she smiled so hard that she almost fell from the sofa.

Ling Shaocheng quickly stepped forward, pressed her back with his palm on her head. "Is it that funny?"

"The tears are almost laughing."

Ling Shaocheng sat next to her and put his palm on Ling Nuanqing's legs naturally, "What did you eat tonight?"

"The food made by my aunt."

Ling Nuanqing's eyes were staring at the TV screen for a moment. She was dressed casually at home. As soon as she took a shower, the building was full of heating, so she wore a thin nightgown.

The skin under Ling Shaocheng's palm was a little hot, but it was rubbed and heated by his palms.

His gaze was unconsciously down. Ling Nuanqing sat cross-legged on the sofa, which meant that the skirt was lifted up. If he had a different position, the scenery under the skirt would have been completely visible.

Ling Shaocheng rolled lightly in his throat, and his tie was furious. He pulled the buttons of the shirt left and right, completely releasing his sexual clavicle.

Ling Nuanqing turned his head to look at him, "Are you hot?"

“Some.”

The man took off his coat and threw it next to him.

Ling Nuanqing took a piece of cut dragon fruit and handed it over. Ling Shaocheng opened his mouth, but bit her fingers together.

She felt pain and wanted to take it back. She ate it alone, so she was too lazy to take the fork. Ling Shaocheng bit off the dragon fruit, and the bright red juice dyed it at Ling Nuanqing's fingertips. She hurriedly wanted to pull her hand back.

Ling Shaocheng swallowed lightly in his throat, and his thin lips opened. Ling Nuanqing's fingers were free, but her hand could not be retracted.

The man's cold and thin lips were full of bright red, ostentatious and seductive. Ling Nuanqing's eyes became more and more wrong when she saw him. She put one leg on the ground and wanted to leave, but Ling Shaocheng hugged her and lifted her to herself.

"What do you want to hide?"

"I suddenly...sleeped."

Ling Shaocheng licked the tip of his tongue at the corner of his mouth and swallowed the bright red color. He pressed down Ling Nuanqing's head and kissed him gently. He was ready to struggle violently.

Ling Nuanqing pushed Ling Shaocheng's shoulder with both hands, and the tiny sound was oppressed, appearing weak and helpless, but with a soft and lingering feeling that he could not control.

He was anxious just now, so the fruits were scattered on the sofa. Ling Shaocheng waved his arm and threw the plate and things on the ground.

In terms of strength, Ling Nuanqing is no match for him at all. It is useless for her to push and shovate. Ling Shaocheng pressed against her lips, but found that she was not as hysterical as before, and she wanted to bite her teeth and not let him touch it.

Ling Shaocheng put her down on the sofa. The man's aura was very possessive. When she felt deep in love, she seemed to have forgotten to resist and actually reached out to wrap her hand around Ling Shaocheng's neck.

This is undoubtedly a powerful medicine that was taken from Ling Shaocheng. The medicinal properties are immediately revealed and are fascinating.

Afterwards, Ling Shaocheng pressed her down, afraid that she would feel it was too heavy, so he put his arm on the side and wanted to get up.

Ling Nuanqing hung Ling Shaocheng's neck with both hands and refused to move. "I'm sore all over, don't move."

The man smiled lightly, his handsome face buried in her neck, "I can't stand it, can you bear it?"

Although the sofa was spacious, Ling Shaocheng was just trying hard and wanted to squeeze her into the crack of the sofa. Ling Nuanqing looked even more delicate.

She touched his back with her palm, and then, twice, an unbearable breathing sound came from Ling Shaocheng's throat.

"Are you testing me like this? Testing my patience or testing my ability to make a comeback?"

Ling Nuanqing shivered in his arms, and he looked at her little face. "Is it cold?"

He said, hugging her tighter.

If Ling Nuanqing wants him not to keep her from being locked in, the first step to learn is to surrender.
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