"I said I promised to go to bed with Mu Ting, so he promised to give me the antidote. "
Lin Qianqian stood up, his hands hanging on Ling Xiao's shoulders, his mouth slightly hooked, and whispered in his ear.
Ling Xiaohan turns around and looks down at Lin Qianqian.
Why is she eager to tell herself that she slept with Mu Ting?
In front of him, it's too late for her to cover up.
Moreover, Mu Ting has lost his sexual ability, how can he?
When Mu Ting fell into his hands, he also sent a doctor to check his physical condition. His problems were almost impossible to recover, and his legs were still paralyzed, proving that his disease was not good, and how could he recover that function.
After many aspects of analysis, Ling Xiaohan has aroused initial doubts about how this person feels.
See Ling Xiaohan has been staring at her, Lin Qianqian some panic, she is not a professional actor, can not play so lifelike.
She's afraid that she hasn't stirred the water yellow. If she's recognized, it's OK.
"Husband, I'm sorry, I know you're very cold now, but I'm forced to do this. For our son, I have to do this."
Lin Qianqian's eyes are full of tears, and his hands tightly hold Ling Xiaohan's hands.
He also intentionally covered the hand with the diamond ring on the top, so that Ling Xiaohan could see it clearly.
Ling Xiaohan saw the diamond ring, pulled her hand and put it in his palm.
"Qianchen, I'm sorry to make you suffer."
Ling Xiaohan gently takes her hand and comforts her.
All of a sudden, he was not angry, which surprised Lin Qianqian.
"Well I didn't, just I hope you don't mind me... "
Lin Qianqian lowers his head. Some dare not go on. The atmosphere around him is very strange.
"No, it's all my fault. I haven't solved Mu ting. I'll make up for you in the future by letting my son and you suffer."
Ling Xiaohan then squats down and takes Lin Qianqian to the room.
Lin Qianqian suddenly felt nervous. He put his hands around Ling Xiaohan's neck. "Honey, you are..."
"Let's go back to the room and say."
Ling Xiaohan's eyes are full of tenderness, which can't be resisted by any woman.
Lin Qianqian bowed his head in shame.
After entering the room, Lin Qianqian is gently put on the bed by Ling Xiaohan. Then, Ling Xiaohan takes off his suit coat, and slowly approaches Lin Qianqian, holding Lin Qianqian's chin with his fingers.
Lin Qianqian grabs the quilt nervously with his hands, and his palms are full of sweat.
Why the brain circuit of Ling Xiaohan is so abnormal? Normally speaking, a normal man hears that his wife has put on a female hat for him. He should sweep her out of the house in a rage, and she goes out of Ling's house naturally, and then goes to Mu ting. In this way, he and Ji Qianchen will have a complete play.
Ling Xiaohan looks at her for a while, then moves his fingers down to the zipper of her dress.
This skirt has never been worn by her.
It should be said that there is no such skirt at home.
Finger abdomen scrapes her clavicle, after the zipper pulls, the dress gently pulls off.
Lin Qianqian immediately covered his skirt that was about to fall with his hand. "No, I still have a shadow in my heart now. Can I slowly?"
Lin Qianqian's resistance made Lingxiao's cold face become more overcast. "How can other men do it? Your husband can't do it. Ji Qianchen, can you do it?"
All of a sudden, Lin Qianqian was caught off guard. She couldn't understand Ling Xiaohan's character at all.
It's said that the cold is like an iceberg that can't melt.
She thought he was just cold, but she didn't expect that he would be so uncertain.
"I Husband. "
Lin Qianqian hurriedly gets up from the bed and wants to comfort Ling Xiaohan.
Acting is about being realistic.
Ling Xiaohan holds her shoulders in both hands, presses her back on the bed, and then forcibly pulls off her dress.
The sleeve of the skirt slipped off her shoulder. Ling Xiaohan saw the striking scar on her shoulder and the bullet wound left by the gunshot wound on her heart.
these scars as like as two peas in the morning.
Once again, Ling Xiaohan began to doubt whether his ideas had deviated.
Lin Qianqian turned his face sadly. "If you want to, you can come. I won't stop you any more. I just thought I was too dirty. I'm afraid I won't be able to let you touch me again."
After a long silence, Ling Xiaohan grabbed the blanket from the side and covered Lin Qianqian's body.
"You go to bed early. I'll go out for a while."
Ling Xiaohan turns and leaves the room.
Lin Qianqian lies on the bed, covering his heart and mouth to make a false alarm.
It seems that Ling Xiaohan is not sure that she is Ji Qianchen, or he must have driven her out.After Ling Xiaohan left, Lin Qianqian rolled a few rolls on the bed, then went to the dresser, opened the drawer, and found that there were many jewelry of Ji Qianchen, which were very beautiful.
Lin Qianqian picked up a necklace, sat in front of the mirror and put it on for herself.
"What's so elegant to wear?"
Think this one is not suitable, Lin Qianqian changed another one, one after another, she didn't like it, so she threw all the necklaces on the table, turned to open Ji Qianchen's wardrobe, and went to find the skirt.
As soon as the wardrobe is opened, most of them are white skirts. Even the nightdress is very conservative.
"It turns out that Ling Xiaohan likes the taste of little lily, so mu Ting probably likes it, too?" Lin Qianqian takes a white suspender nightdress from the wardrobe and goes to the bathroom for a bath. When
walked into the bathroom, she saw the red words written on the mirror and make complaints about Tucao.
"This couple is really tough, too."
When I was about to take a shower, the bathroom door was knocked.
"Who, I'm going to take a bath."
Asked Lin Qianqian impatiently.
The knock on the door continued, very persistent.
"Little lady, it's me, rob."
Lin Qianqian opens the bedroom door and looks at the rob suspiciously. "Radish, what's the matter?"
"Well, young lady, young master said, I'm going to the hot spring resort tonight. The car is ready. Let me pick you up."
"Vacation? Now? "
"Yes, now, the young master is waiting for you downstairs. Please change your clothes and go downstairs immediately."
"Oh, well."
Lin Qianqian nodded, walked out of the room, opened the wardrobe, and was looking for the skirt.
She doesn't like to wear a dress that is too simple and elegant. Such a skirt doesn't show her beauty at all.
I picked a wine red one, turned around and asked rob, "radish, do you look good?"
"Cough Young lady, don't you like such red clothes? Besides, it's a holiday. We just need to be comfortable and fresh. "
"Well, you go out. I'll get dressed and get down."
Rob walked out of the room.
Lin Qianqian reluctantly left the red skirt on the ground, "one by one, it's really tasteless."