Chapter 1668

After hanging up, song Lingling sat on the sofa holding her mobile phone.

Jing Yijun said he missed her

Did you confess to her?

Song Lingling patted her face. She felt it. She was stronger and felt pain.

I'm not dreaming. I really heard Jing Yijun say I miss her just now.

At present, a white shadow appeared.

Song Lingling looked at Bai Bai who climbed out of Jing Yiqun's bedroom.

Song Lingling looked at it and asked, "are you hungry? I'll get you some meat."

She is not afraid of nothing now. She likes its cold and greasy body.

Got up, went into the kitchen and followed in vain.

Open the refrigerator, take out a piece of lean meat that is cut and placed inside and frozen, and put it on the table.

White climbed up, curled up and slowly ate.

Song Lingling sat down, holding her chin in one hand and touching Bai Bai's body in the other: "Bai Bai, how can I get the favor of your master."

Eating meat for nothing, it doesn't care about their complex human feelings.

I like it when I like it. What else can I do?

Do you think that if you have the ability of God, my master can like you?

Stupid woman.

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It was Wednesday in the twinkling of an eye.

Jing Yijun came back. Song Lingling didn't pick up the plane at the airport because she had to have class.

When she came home at noon and knew that Jing Yijun came back by private plane, she gave him a hard look.

She had a private plane and told her to pick it up. Fortunately, she didn't go, otherwise she didn't go to the airport for nothing?

Jing Yijun threw her a bag.

Song Lingling took it, looked before and after, and asked, "why do you give me a bag?"

"It's designed by a famous designer in country y. it's versatile. You don't like changing your bag. Take this and wear clothes of any style." Jing Yijun said.

Song Lingling looked at him in black trousers and white shirt with her bag.

In this way, he is a little more mature.

Languidly sitting on the sofa, the whole body exudes a noble and elegant atmosphere.

He is clearly a prince, but he has to disguise himself as a frog.

Song Lingling holds her bag and stands in front of Jing Yijun and looks at him

Jing Yijun looked up and looked at her with a smile: "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Jing Yijun, even if you cheat the people in the school, I have lived with you for so long and you don't tell me that you are sister Jiajia's son. Fortunately, I didn't say a bad word about sister Jiajia in front of you." Song Lingling is upset about Jing Yijun's cheating on her.

She also said that she should be a good classmate and friend. Since she is a good classmate and friend, why cheat her? I can't trust her.

"If you speak ill of her, I won't do anything to you. I can't strangle you because you speak ill of her." Jing Yijun smiled.

Song Lingling sat down in front of him and said quietly with her mouth tilted: "you have to be prepared. Everyone in the school knows that you are the son of sister Jiajia. At that time, you will be surrounded by people. Don't mention other female students. Even song nuoyu wants to pursue you."

Jing Yijun spread his hand, "it depends on your performance."

Song Lingling looked puzzled: "what am I doing?"

"Would you like to see other women rob their men?"

Upon hearing this, song Lingling blushed and stared at Jing Yijun angrily: "my yellow flower girl, no man!"

Jing Yijun frowned and looked at Song Lingling very seriously: "I don't mind being your man at all!"

Song Lingling's face became even more ashamed.

She dared not direct Jing Yijun, and her eyes dodged everywhere: "don't make such a joke with me!"

Jing Yijun got up, put his hands on the tea table and leaned forward.

The breath belonging to him came to her nostrils, and song Lingling couldn't help leaning against the back of the sofa.

She stared at the handsome face close at hand, and her heart pounded.

Jing Yijun stared at her seriously: "I'm serious!"

“……！！！”

"On the phone, I said, I think you just called you to make you mentally prepared."

“……！！！” Song Lingling looked at Jing Yijun in amazement.

"Song Kaiming is not your daughter!"

Upon hearing this, song Lingling looked at Jing Yijun in shock: "what?!"

"Grandma has told me that you are not song Kaiming's daughter or your mother."

"No... impossible..."

"Your mother's child died just after birth. You were adopted by your mother in the orphanage."

Song Lingling red eyes: "you... You lied to me!"

"Do you want to have a paternity test with song Kaiming?"

"..." Song Lingling was stunned.

Jing Yijun doesn't have to joke with her about this kind of thing.

When a paternity test report comes out, any lie will be exposed.

"When you were abandoned by your biological parents, you had a note on your body that said you were premature."

“……”

"Premature babies have weak bodies and unstable souls, so they are easy to be watched by those evil things. Until you pick up the iron box, you don't have nightmares and don't see those monsters in your dreams."

“……”

"Song Lingling, the iron box is ours."

Song Lingling was surprised: "do you want the box back?"

"No." Jing Yijun shook his head and leaned forward again. He was tall and close to song Lingling.

Behind song Lingling was a sofa. She had no way to go back. She turned her head back and looked at the charming smile on the corner of his mouth. She asked warily, "what do you want?"

"My father said that we could make the box the property of our husband and wife."

"Property jointly owned by husband and wife?" Song Lingling was surprised.

"I spent $10 million. Are you willing to sell me the box?"

"No, grandma said she asked someone to help me calculate my life. This box fits my life. If I don't have it, I will become a short-lived ghost. I don't want to die so fast." Song Lingling curled her lips and walked into the secluded tunnel.

Ten million. She won't make it all her life.

But if she has ten million and doesn't even have a life, what does she want this ten million to do?

"That's it. You won't sell it to me, and I really want to get this iron box back. As my father said, if we get married, the iron box will be ours."

"Jing Yijun, do you think we can be husband and wife?" Song Lingling frowned and looked at Jing Yijun in a complicated way.

Jing Yijun raised his eyebrows: "why not?"

"You just want to have a box. You don't like me. Do you think such a marriage will be happy?"

Jing Yijun stretched out his hand and gently pinched Qiaozhi's chin: "how do you know I don't like you?"

The waves in Song Lingling's eyes flowed: "do you... Really like me?"

"Song Lingling, how about this sentence?"

"Ah?"

"Do you like me?"

"I dare not like it." Song Lingling's shoulder dropped.

"Why don't you dare to like it? Other girls dare to like it, don't you dare?" Jing Yijun let go of her and sat back on the sofa: "I didn't expect you to be so timid. Do you want to make other women? Such as song nuoyu?"