A man's mouth, a liar, is absolutely right.
Tangxi hugs her soft waist, but next second, she is thrown away by Linghui.
"Don't push your luck, Tangxi. Believe it or not, I'll beat you!"
"When the peony dies, it's romantic to be a ghost."
Ling Hui turns over, takes the pillow, and smashes it on his face.
Tangxi let her fight for a while, pulled out the pillow, buttoned the back of her head, and pressed her down.
The tip of her nose almost touched his.
Two people face each other.
"Princess, it seems that you still have spirit."
"Believe it or not, I'll strangle you."
Tangxi didn't have any fear. He raised his eyebrows. He looked like he was saying to her - if there is a kind of thing, you can pinch it.
Meet such a bad man who has no face, no skin, and is not afraid of death, Ling Hui's heart is really out of order!
She has no energy to carry on with him. Because she found that the man liked her, but in some ways, he would not let her at all.
Looking at his face less and skin less appearance, Ling Hui's heart was filled with hatred. He thumped on his shoulder a few times, "Tangxi, you are a bastard, stinky bastard!"
Tangxi is amused by Linghui's words. His thin lips roll around Linghui's ear beads. Knowing that she is tired, he holds her in his arms and kisses her on the top of her head. "Princess, sleeping?"
Spirit emblem does not understand hate, and toward his strong calf kicked a foot.
Tangxi's laughter came from her head, "princess, you are lovely."
She's cute?
Ling Hui sent her a word, "roll."
After all, he was very tired. After Linghui was held in his arms, his eyelids became heavy.
After a while, she fell asleep.
Tangxi looks down at the woman in her arms. Her eyelashes are thick and long, like Barbie dolls. Her nose is tall and beautiful, and her lips are bright and full.
Sleeping is more lovely than waking up. It's like a delicate little girl. It's heartbreaking.
Tangxi pulled the long hair off her cheek and kissed her face. Although her thorns were like roses, he knew that they were just her protective shell.
After a scarred marriage, she couldn't get into another relationship right away. Besides, she was more or less afraid and disappointed with men.
"Princess, don't worry, my shoulder will always let you rely on."
……
The next day.
Ling Hui opens his eyes and feels weightless for a few seconds. He is at a loss and doesn't know where he is.
The curtains were drawn so tightly that the room was still dark without lights on.
Ling Hui takes a look at the cell phone at the head of the bed, it's almost seven o'clock.
She sat up from the bed.
Quickly wrapped the quilt and looked at the bedside. There was no figure of a man. Tangxi didn't know when to get up.
This is probably the difference between men and women in physical strength.
Ling Hui put on his robe and took a bath in the bathroom.
After the bath, she put on her yoga suit.
Open the bedroom, just ready to go out, I saw the door of the gym opposite the ramp was opened.
The man in a pair of sweatpants came out.
A towel was draped around his neck. His hair was wet on his forehead, face and chest, covered with sweat.
It looks like it's just finished.
He is slender and symmetrical, with clear lines, no fat, smooth back muscles, delicate and sexy clavicle, which makes women jealous.
Tang Xi saw the spiritual emblem coming out of the room, with a smile on the corner of his lips. The light of the morning fell on him from the window of the corridor. The beautiful face of the flourishing age was so beautiful and evil.
Despite his prejudice, Ling Hui has to admit that he is really handsome.
It's the kind of handsome, delicate and evil ruffian.
"Why doesn't the princess sleep a little longer?"
Ling Hui took back his sight from Tangxi's face. "I'm used to it." With that, she went downstairs.
Tangxi stepped forward and picked her up.
"Since you are not comfortable, don't do yoga. I'll take you down for breakfast."
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