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Xiaowan looked at Ling Chaofeng foolishly, but he used his bitten hand to grab his own hand and placed it by her mouth, exposing her dense white teeth.

"Then you …" "Can you be a bit lighter?" Tears welled up in young lady's eyes. They moistened her long and thick eyelashes, and suddenly became crystal clear, causing people to be unable to help their eyes from staring at her beautiful eyes.

Ling Chaofeng said: "The shop does not lack people, if there is one more you, it would mean that you are raising idle people. Your so-called work, is not worth the expenses for your living, what do you think should be done?"

"Really?" Xiaowan was very disappointed.

"How about I bite you twice?" Ling Chaofeng said, "Let me take a few bites, then you can stay."

Xiaowan's heartbeat stopped her from breathing. What kind of logic was this, would he really bite her? How heavy was she going to bite her?

Tears rolled down her face as she thought about it. She held her head against it and said softly, "En, go ahead and bite."

"You'd rather let me bite off your hand than be my wife?" Ling Chaofeng asked.

Xiaowan raised his eyes in panic. His eyes were filled with doubt.

However, Ling Chaofeng used the hand he used to lift her chin before, and wrapped it around his slim waist, fixing his gaze on Xiaowan's face: "Bite it back, from now on, you are my shop's assistant. I will go to the yamen to dissolve our marriage, and you will be free."

Freedom?

Today was the second time she heard someone saying this word, but the "freedom" that the Mrs. Sun said was definitely different from what Ling Chaofeng said. She could feel the ease with which the Mrs. Sun felt the pain of suffering being released, why did it come from Ling Chaofeng's mouth, causing her to feel a little disappointed.

Seeing that the man was about to stuff his hand into her mouth and his white teeth was about to touch her skin, Xiaowan subconsciously wanted to retract his hand. "Don't bite me, I'm afraid of pain, I don't want to …"

She struggled very hard, but her wrist was held tightly by Ling Chaofeng. It hurt when it touched the wound left by her by the bundle, as if she had forgotten that she was being hugged by Ling Chaofeng.

Suddenly, a gentle kiss landed on the back of her hand. Another time, that fierce man smiled warmly at her. His silent mouth seemed to say three words, "I can't bear to part with it."

Xiaowan stared at him in a daze. Her rapidly beating heart seemed to have stopped in an instant.

His eyes were moist and filled with a man's face. Even if the candle light was not as bright as the day, it did not diminish his handsomeness and elegance. He was so good-looking. How could such a good-looking man be a bad guy?

Ling Chaofeng saw that she had gone stupid and laughed helplessly: "Still the same old saying, the inn's door is open, tomorrow you can leave whenever you want, and I won't come after you again. Once you leave this door, I'll be responsible for my life and death later, if you get caught meddling in other people's business and want to sell to the brothels, I won't come to save you. "After you leave, I will go to the yamen to cancel the engagement. From now on, you will be free."

Xiaowan lowered her eyes. She really wanted to leave.

Ling Chaofeng loosened all of his restraints on her, "The day after tomorrow, I will be moving to the other side to sleep, you can leave, but you can't stay either, understand?"

She had two days to think about being his wife. Mu Xiaowan seemed to have become smarter.

However, Ling Chaofeng said: "If you don't leave after two days, you'll never be able to leave in this lifetime. If you don't listen to me in the future, I have plenty of ways to make you listen to me."

In his eyes, there was a domineering aura that could conquer all. But why was it that Xiaowan saw a touch of gentleness staring right into her heart?

The night quickly passed, and early in the morning, everyone sat together to eat breakfast. Xiaowan and Ling Chaofeng sat together on a bench, and from the corner of their eyes, they could see the man's face, but no matter what, they did not dare look him straight in the eye.

She didn't know that her face was flushed red, causing Aunt Zhang to touch her forehead worriedly: "Evening, are you having a fever? Why is my face so red, I can't get it hot just by touching it. "

Xiaowan stuffed an egg pancake in her mouth and said vaguely, "I don't have a fever …"

After that, all day long, Xiaowan wiped the floor of the tavern clean. Aunt Zhang told her to go up the mountain to pick some wild vegetables, but she did not go, as she wanted to go to the town to listen to the books and ask if she wanted to go. Xiaowan waved her hands and said, "I'm waiting for Aunt to come back and pick some vegetables with her."

Since there was nothing else she could do, she moved a chair and sat in front of the shop, looking at the Baisha Town, which was also the direction of the Qingling Village.

When the Aunt Zhang returned from the mountain, she thought that the Xiaowan wanted to leave. When Ling Chaofeng saw this, he also thought that Mu Xiaowan was seriously considering whether she wanted to leave or go somewhere else.

But in reality, Xiaowan was hoping for the sun to set in the west, while Baisha Town and Qingling Village were both in the west side of the inn.

Finally, a day had passed. As he lay in bed in the dead of night, he remembered Ling Chaofeng's words that he would be coming to this room tomorrow night. Then, he would be lying on the bed …

Seeing that the oil lamp on the table had not been extinguished, she joked that it would be better if it was extinguished just by blowing it once. She was too lazy to get up, so she blew on it lightly.

Xiaowan immediately sat up. The curtains were quiet and no wind blew in from the outside. The bed was so far away from the table, how could it be blown out in one breath?

"Is the oil gone, or is the wick burnt out?" It must be a coincidence, Xiaowan thought as she collapsed again.

At dawn, the Xiaowan woke up. The inn was quiet, as there were no guests in such a large building, it was completely empty.

She went down the stairs and saw Ling Chaofeng coming out of the kitchen. He had already changed his clothes.

They looked at each other, and saw that Xiaowan was dressed neatly. Was she leaving at this hour to bid farewell to Aunt Zhang?

Ling Chaofeng's heart sank. What he had said, was obviously something to be reckoned with. On the night of their marriage, he had already understood that if Mu Xiaowan was unwilling, then no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to force it.

He walked past Xiaowan indifferently, when he heard the question from behind him: "Are you coming back for lunch?"

Ling Chaofeng looked back at her: "Come back at night."

Xiaowan seemed to tremble. "Then … Be careful on the way back early. "