Mrs. Han's wedding ring may have fallen into the sea. If so, what should we do?

She wanted to go back to the room to find Ji Jinnian and ask her what to do, but she also knew in her heart that Ji Jinnian could not help except worry. If it really came to the point of going to court, she would have to work several part-time jobs and spend several years.

How can I compensate for the wedding ring?

Now it seems that maybe asking this man for help and accepting his proposal is the best way, but——

Liang Xingxing stared at a pair of clear and innocent eyes, admiring Ling Zhixun's handsome face unscrupulously under the bright yellow light, thinking about the feasibility of temporarily surrendering to him and solving the problem at hand.

Liang Xingxing shook his head nervously, Ling Zhixun frowned, wondering what was going on in her little head, and walked towards his room with steady steps. Liang Xingxing saw the gorgeous rooms.

When I entered the VIP suite, I shivered unexpectedly.

"I won't touch you, I just carry you in and take a nap. You have a fever."

With the warm fragrance in his arms, Ling Zhixun could not help but feel distracted, but Liang Xingxing's face was pale and the palm of his shoulder was very warm, so he would not act like a beast to a patient with a fever.

Liang Xingxing's body was tense, and he even breathed tremblingly. He was afraid that a deep breath would affect the man's decision. Ling Zhixun laughed and deliberately leaned forward as if to kiss her. Liang Xingxing immediately covered his mouth with both hands, defensively.

Very, with a look of disdain that goes back on one's word.

As soon as she entered the door, Ling Zhixun put her on the big bed. When her soft and slightly curly hair fell from her shoulders, Ling Zhixun smelled a unique fragrance that belonged to Liang Xingxing. It was violet. Liang Xingxing's mother had it when she was young.

I just used this kind of talcum powder. She still uses it now that she has grown up. Even if she doesn't apply it, she still has a violet body fragrance.

As soon as Liang Xingxing touched the bed, he pulled up the quilt and wrapped himself into a spring silkworm, revealing only a pair of black eyes, looking at Ling Zhixun defensively.

Ling Zhixun snorted lightly, as if he was disdainful, and walked away. Liang Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him walking away disapprovingly. She was really tired, and fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed. Ling Zhixun held his hand

When she came over with a glass of water, she had already closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Her densely curled eyelashes trembled with her breathing, like butterfly wings flapping their wings. There was a kind of fragile beauty. He looked at her white jade-like face, and the more he looked at her, the hotter she became. As her body temperature increased,

, her pink cheeks showed the ripe red color of apples, and her two charming thin lips were slightly opened, as if she was thirsty, and she tentatively stretched out her pink tongue to lick her lips, adding a touch of moist luster.

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Ling Zhixun looked away with difficulty, exhaled, and drank the water he originally intended for Liang Xingxing into his stomach, then walked to the bar and poured another glass.

Ling Zhixun took a pill and put it in the water, stirred it with a silver spoon and dissolved it in the water. He sat on the side of the bed and picked up Liang Xingxing, and said softly: "Drink a glass of water before going to sleep."

Liang Xingxing was half asleep and half awake. She squinted her eyes and was so thirsty that she didn't care about anything else. She drank the potion from Ling Zhixun's hand. She lay relaxed in Ling Zhixun's arms, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!