This Tang Ling is really too much of a bully. After all, he is also the prince of Country D. Tang Ling is really too much.

This is too much!!!

Lin Bei saw that Tang Ling had walked a certain distance, then he stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and struck Tang Ling's back hard and hard. Lin Bei did not dare to hit Tang Ling.

Because he knew he couldn't beat Tang Ling.

So he pretended to make a slapping motion, just to dispel the bad breath in his chest.

But at this moment Tang Ling suddenly turned around, and Lin Bei's hand happened to be smashed down from mid-air, and it was obviously facing Tang Ling's direction.

Lin Bei didn't expect Tang Ling to turn around suddenly. He was frightened and his hand froze in mid-air. He forgot to put it down or take it back.

"What? You want to hit me?" Tang Ling looked at his hand raised in the air and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you want to make a gesture?"

When Tang Ling said this, he walked back and walked in front of Lin Bei.

Lin Bei's hand was still raised and Tang Ling reached out and held his wrist.

The moment she held his wrist, Tang Ling's eyes flashed quickly. His arms were really thin, and the skin was delicate and smooth, which was quite comfortable to touch.

Being at such a close distance and holding his hand like this, Tang Ling felt more and more that he didn't look like a man, but actually looked a bit like a woman.

Tang Ling's eyes fell on his throat, and he found that the collar of his pajamas was very close to the top. The top buttons of his pajamas were buttoned tightly, and the collar was raised, so he couldn't see his throat.

Condition!

But he felt that Lin Bei's body didn't seem as hard as a man's, and Lin Bei was a bit too petite.

Tang Ling looked at Lin Bei and his eyes dimmed slightly. Could this little prince really be a woman?

Tang Ling's eyes looked him up and down again. At less than 1.7 meters tall, he was considered short among men. His figure was thin and petite. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like a woman...

If this little prince is really a woman, could it be that the night before yesterday was...

Tang Ling subconsciously stretched out his hand to check carefully...

"Tang Ling, you bastard, you must be sick!" Just as Tang Ling was thinking, Lin Bei's roar suddenly exploded in his ears. The sound was earth-shattering and deafening.

While Lin Bei roared angrily, he quickly kicked up one foot and kicked Tang Ling's leg hard.

Because Tang Ling was thinking about something, he was unprepared for a moment and was kicked by him.

Lin Bei used almost all his strength in this kick. His kick must have been very painful, but Tang Ling didn't even frown.

Of course, Tang Ling's hand on his wrist did not loosen.

Tang Ling's eyes looked over his body again, and finally his eyes fell on his chest, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "You eat so much and don't gain weight or strength. It's such a waste."

Already."

"I want you to take care of it? I want you to take care of it?" Lin Bei saw where Tang Ling's eyes were looking, and his face turned a little ugly. At this moment, he almost roared: "Tang Ling, let go of me."

"What if I don't let go?" Tang Ling was not affected at all. His hand holding Lin Bei's wrist was slightly harder. Lin Bei was already a little excited at the moment, but Tang Ling pulled him like this.

Without standing firm, Lin Bei fell directly into Tang Ling's arms.

Tang Ling still stood there, not moving, neither evading nor giving way. Then, Lin Bei's face crashed directly into Tang Ling's chest.

When it hit him, Tang Ling didn't feel any pain, but felt a little soft.

Tang Ling's lips curled up, and the hand holding Lin Bei's wrist wrapped around the back of Lin Bei's head, and pressed it deliberately.

Lin Bei felt like his lungs were going to explode. He exhaled hard and then inhaled, but he still couldn't calm down. At this moment, his face was pressed against Tang Ling's chest. He really wanted to bite him hard.

One mouthful, but he finally endured it.

He moved his head, but because Tang Ling was pressing him down, he couldn't raise his head. He secretly gritted his teeth and shouted bitterly: "Tang Ling, you bastard."

Lin Bei felt that his words were very powerful, but at this moment he was pressing on Tang Ling's chest, his wrist was held by Tang Ling, and his head was pressed by Tang Ling. The voice sounded a bit muffled, but it had a bit of

A very different feeling.

There seemed to be a slight smile in Tang Ling's eyes, and her sexy lips parted slightly: "In a battle between men, how can I become a bastard?"

What Tang Ling said was a matter of course.

Lin Bei was furious, he was very angry, very angry, but he didn't know what to say at this moment.

Tang Ling had a special status. In his mind, people like Tang Ling were serious and upright.

He never knew that Tang Ling could be so shameless?!

Such a scoundrel! Such a sinister person!

Tang Ling could feel that Lin Bei, who was pressing on his chest, was breathing quickly. He was probably very angry. Did he have to be so angry?!

Is what he just said wrong? Absolutely not wrong!!!

Competition between men is totally fine unless...

Tang Ling's eyes flashed, and then he said slowly: "How about we have a formal fight."

As for how to fight, he felt that he could think about it carefully.

"Who wants to fight with you? Are you crazy?" When Lin Bei heard him saying that he wanted to fight, his face turned green. Who wants to fight with him? Who wants to fight with him?

Neuropathy!!!

If he could beat Tang Ling, would he still be able to endure it like this?

When Lin Bei spoke, he lowered his head slightly, and then happened to see Tang Ling's feet. Lin Bei's eyes flashed quickly, and then he quietly raised his feet, secretly trying hard to step on Tang Ling's feet.

Tang Ling was always very vigilant, so he naturally noticed his little move. Just when Lin Bei's leg was raised, Tang Ling's leg suddenly moved, lifted his foot, and then directly took him to the side.

"Ah..." Lin Bei was pulled into a big split by him and sat directly on the ground. The tendons of his legs were suddenly stretched apart. The sore feeling was really indescribable.

Lin Bei breathed hard and wanted to stand up, but couldn't stand up for a while.

"You're doing quite well with your cross-cross training." Tang Ling stood aside and watched. Not only did he not help, he even made sarcastic remarks.

Lin Bei's body subconsciously fell forward.

At this moment, Tang Ling was squatting in front of him, so Lin Bei pounced directly on Tang Ling.

It was so sudden that she couldn't control her strength at all. What was even more terrifying was that his lips were pressed directly in the direction of Tang Ling's lips.
Chapter completed!