Chapter 1192

“……” Yan Ling's body was stiff.

Dull sitting in his arms, like a moment into a sculpture, half did not respond.

What did he just say?

Does he not believe Tian Meiying's words and blame her for beating others? Is he in love with her?

"And you were just murdering me?" Yan Ling turned to see him, frowning tightly together.

“……” Is he fierce?

"I thought you didn't believe me." Yan Ling murmured, rubbed into his arms, reached out and hugged him.

The voice is stuffy, "Yi Haiyin, the whole world can not believe me, you can not believe me..."

"I believe it." Yi Haiyin opens her lips and holds her tightly in her arms.

After half a sound, he forced out a sentence from his throat: "ling'er, what we just said doesn't seem to be a thing?"

Yan Ling

It seems so.

"You must be too stupid to speak clearly!" What he said just now is to protect Tian Meiying. It's not that she is too jealous.

"Well, I'm stupid. Ling Er is not angry." Yi Haiyin's cold eyes, full of doting, long fingers from her eyebrows, can't help but bow to kiss her small nose.

Just about to kiss her lips, Yan Ling's head deviated and avoided.

"You were talking to other women just now. Don't touch me." As soon as Yan Ling turned over, he lay down beside him, staring at his red palm.

"Ling'er..." Yi Haiyin grabs her little hand, her voice is deep and tender, like a violin, ringing slowly in her ear.

She already knew that he didn't mean it. Still mind?

"I didn't like Tian Meiying. I'm not familiar with her." Yi Haiyin frowned and explained carefully.

"I know!" Yan Ling's voice is dull, but it's not happy.

"Are you jealous?" As soon as Yi Haiyin's eyes brightened, he was about to jump on it, and Yan Ling rolled around the bed. He quickly avoided him, grabbed a pillow and blocked them.

"I'm not jealous. I'm angry!" Can she not be angry when Xiao San comes to challenge her?

I know that Yi Haiyin doesn't like Tian Meiying, but as long as she thinks about the man who is thinking about her, how can she feel so uncomfortable?

Pregnant women are easy to think wildly. The more Yan Ling thinks about it, the more depressed she is. Finally, holding a pillow, she pounces directly on Yi Haiyin, rides on his waist and presses his chest with the pillow.

"Yi Haiyin, I've come up with a solution once and for all. Do you want to listen to it?"

“……” Yi Haiyin picks eyebrows.

"Otherwise, I'll scratch your face so that no woman will miss you all day long!" Yan Ling said seriously.

This method is still taught by Xiaoyue.

It is said that xiaoyueyue once wanted to row Huachi Shao's face angrily. She thought it was cruel when she heard it, but now she thinks it's a good way!

But even if Yi Haiyin is disfigured, with his value, I'm afraid there will still be a lot of women willing to pay for it. What should I do?

Otherwise

Yan Ling stretched out his hand to hold his cheek, rubbed his chin, and seriously thought about the more cruel way.

Yi Haiyin was staring at her head numb, can't help but open his lips, "ling'er, you have to believe in your charm, no one robbed you, I'm yours."

Yi Haiyin's voice is good, he deliberately put a low voice, but also through the magnetic, such as Ding Dong clear spring flowing through the ear, especially comfortable.

Yan Ling shakes the spirit.

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