As he spoke, Ling Qing sighed, his eyes blinking as he grabbed Ling Zui's big hand, crossing his ten fingers, "Ling Zui, disband your harem. Otherwise, I would always feel tired and feel that this place is not my home, afraid that one day you would get angry with me and run over to another woman's place …"
"He agreed just because he didn't say anything?" Ling Tian Qing's eyelashes fluttered, and suddenly she stretched out her hand to feel under the pillow, finding a small book, and a box of red mud. Holding Ling Xi's hand, she pressed a lot of thumbs into the book, and said happily, "You have to keep your word, otherwise, I will give you a Yang/impotent pill!"
He threatened shamelessly. He was already unconscious, so he didn't even remember when he woke up.
Ling Zhi began to count in his mind. This little girl was really vicious. She had pressed twenty-eight fingerprints consecutively, but he didn't know how many requests she had.
Ling Tian Qing then kept the book and hid it under the bed. After that, he lay back down on Ling Zui's chest and continued mumbling with him, like a newlywed couple on Earth.
As he spoke, Ling Tianqing's gaze moved to his beautiful lips.
A slender finger touched it, drawing his lips. Such a beautiful lips. They weren't thick, nor were they thin. It was just because he liked to press his lips together that he felt very cold.
The lines on the corner of her mouth were clear, like a straight line, neat and clean. It was different from her curved lips, which gave her a solemn and authoritative feeling.
In fact, he was just a young man, but he had been trained to have a terrifying aura since he was young. It was like a field full of immortals, which made people revere him.
Ling Tian Qing's soft breath landed on Ling Lian's face, tickling it, bringing with it the sweet scent of flowers and fruits.
Ling Xuanxin had been trying his best to hold it in.
He realized that he still liked Ling Tianqing, who was completely unguarded and afraid of him.
She liked to listen to what she was saying to herself.
He also liked her to lie comfortably on his chest like a kitten, which was why he had always been able to control his tough lower body and let her play with him.
If he didn't have a cold, perhaps he would prefer this kind of interaction. To spoil her feelings was much better than punishing her.
Ling Tian Qing kissed Ling Lian's beautifully shaped lips lightly. When they were in love, kissing made them feel so happy.
Or did she teach him how to embrace and kiss her, or teach him how to open his teeth without leaving a trace behind?
While playing, she forgot about the game. She was attracted by her scent and carefully stuck her tongue into his mouth.
Every time she was kissed by him, her tongue would go numb. This man's possessiveness was too strong, so no matter if she was kissed or kissed, she would use too much strength, wishing that he could crush her.
There was warmth and gentleness in this kind of kiss, it would lessen one's desire to control it. It would also carry a trace of tenderness, causing one to sink into it.
Ling Tian Qing was completely engrossed in her play, and started to pant. Because of a game-like kiss, she was addicted to it, and her head started to feel dizzy, and she kissed herself so hard that she could barely breathe. She did not even realize that Ling Qing Shan had started to reply slowly, with his hands on her waist, tightly holding her clothes in his hands.
Ling Tian Qing suddenly struggled to move his lips, his eyes glimmering with emotion as he gasped for air, almost suffocating himself.
Ling Xin wanted to immediately push her down, but seeing her lower her head and kiss his face, he resisted his urge to move and let her continue playing.
Ling Tian Qing remembered that every time he kissed her, his body would go soft and his neck and ears were sensitive. He wondered if it was the same here.
Stretching out her tongue and licking his earlobe, Ling Tianqing felt the muscles in his body tense up. She licked them again and again, and heard the restrained breathing of Ling Xiaoxiao, and started to become heavy.
Ling Tian Qing found it very interesting, when a man's body was kissed, it was not because it was soft, but because it was hard …
In the afternoon, she forced Ling Jin to take a bath at the Spirit Spring Water. The smell of her makeup made her feel stifled whenever she thought about it.
Right now, his body was dry and refreshing, without any of the scent of other women. His skin was covered in a faint ambergris, mixed with a strong masculine scent, making one's heart go soft.
She gently bit down on her neck and slowly inhaled. She discovered that every time she bit onto a part of her neck, the muscles underneath would tense up. It was very interesting.
She didn't have so much muscle to stretch.
If Ling Xiang was in the modern world and wanted to inject medicine into him, as long as he tensed up his muscles and didn't need any internal force, the needle definitely wouldn't be able to penetrate his body.
Ling Zui's fingers tightened. His patience had reached its limit, but he couldn't bear to hold her under him right now.
Because the feeling of being kissed by her was so good, so good that he was about to go crazy. For the first time, he felt that all his senses were being controlled by someone else.
But... He would never ask about the warmth between her and Wen Han. It was like a green hat pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.
In the pink room, low moans gradually rose … In the end, Ling Tian Qing fell asleep with a smile on his lips.
At first, she wasn't afraid of this sort of thing. As long as Lingzhi was willing to always be this gentle towards her, when her feelings were strong, she would call her darling in a low voice …
She no longer felt lonely. With such strong shoulders to lean on, she was no longer afraid of being hurt.
Unless, of course, he met her in person.
Ling Xi's chest slightly rose and fell. As she looked at the young girl lying on top of him, a complicated look flashed across her eyes.
He discovered that he liked being gentle to her more and more. Many times, he would unconsciously treat her well. However, the feeling of being betrayed would always remain with him.
And the more she unconsciously softened herself, the stronger the memory of being betrayed became.
Why did he leave her when he was so good to her?
What was so good about being warm and cold that it was worth her jumping off the cliff with him?
That scene always appeared in front of his eyes. The two of them were like butterflies that flew in the cold moonlight, hopping down without hesitation. He pounced over, but other than the cold wind, he couldn't grab onto anything …
Ling Tian Qing could feel her hands moving around her body again, and she was so tired that she could not open her eyes. With a light snort of protest, she grabbed onto Ling Zui's long hair and continued sleeping.
Her restless hands moved from her soft cheeks to her fine, lined shoulders, and she touched them with her fingers, tracing the lines of her eyebrows and eyes, the tips of her fingers moving down her shoulders.
"Again …" "If you come again, I'll break you …" Ling Tianqing mumbled indistinctly as she rolled down from the old man's body. She was so tired that she did not even bother to adjust herself. One half of his body was hanging onto the old man while the other half was lying on the bed.
It was unknown how many times Ling Jin had seen her like this, how many times he had felt the warmth of the cold.
She didn't know if she was being so gentle and spoiled, being pampered so much that she couldn't get up every night …
Ling Jin was unable to sleep at all. It was like a thorn growing in his heart. He could not pull it out, and he could only press on the pain.
He hated that his things had been touched.
As the sky gradually brightened, Ling Su woke up and got dressed, preparing to go to the morning assembly.
Ling Tian Qing then turned around and hugged his rabbit, falling into a deep slumber.
Seeing how comfortable she was sleeping with B.Rabbit, Ling Xuanxuan suddenly became annoyed. He reached out his hand to pull the rabbit out of her arms, waking her up, "Wear clothes for this duke."
Ling Tian Qing was so tired. Ling Qing had eaten her whole night yesterday, and had just rested an hour ago. Now, she was awoken by someone calling out to her …
However, she still climbed up obediently, not caring that she was still naked, half-closing her eyes as she helped Ling Chen to get dressed.
"Can't the morning assembly be postponed? Not good for the clock this early... "Let me sleep for a while …" Ling Qing wanted to fall back asleep, but was grabbed by the arm.
"No, you have to accompany This King to the morning assembly." Ling Xuejian did not find himself like a child making a ruckus.
Just now, he had been caught unevenly. Seeing how comfortable she was sleeping with the rabbit in her arms, but he had nothing to carry, made his heart feel even more uncomfortable.
"Where does a woman go to the morning court? I'm not Wu Zetian, nor am I the old Buddha …" Ling Tian Qing did not want to move at all, she grabbed onto the blanket and said sleepily, "Didn't you say that women are not allowed to go to court? "Let me sleep …"
Ling Zhi then calmed down a little. He felt that he had been a little childish to actually do such childish things, wanting to drag her out with him into the cold wind.
Releasing his hand, Ling Xuanxin turned around. She had also damaged his brain.
Ling Tian Qing immediately slipped back into his quilt, moving at breakneck speed and wrapping himself up tightly. In the middle of the night, the weather in the middle of the summer would also feel a bit chilly.
Ling Xuejian stood beside the bed and thought for a while before taking out the rabbit he was carrying. Throwing it away, he hung it on the tall beam and walked out.
She wouldn't sleep with anything but herself.
Ling Xuejian walked outside and was hit by the cold water. Suddenly, he felt that he had done something childish.
Indeed, when with naive people, one would be infected with retarded people.
He tidied up his face and his expression. Only then did he regain his usual dignified aura of being high and mighty. Just like the days when he was in the imperial court, he calmly walked outside.
Ling Tian Qing slept until lunch before he managed to get out of bed. His legs were still shaking, and he had to hold on to the wall to walk.
Without the Spirit Spring Water, it would be different …
Ling Xiang saw the little queen that Yanyu had helped out, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. If it wasn't for the warmth and coldness, all of this would have been perfect.
However, he could finally heave a sigh of relief. According to his intelligence, Wen Han had secretly returned and left the Royal City.
Ling Tian Qing was beginning to enjoy this life.
Although her "work" at night was a bit too heavy and she felt a lot of pressure every night, she was usually so nice to her that she was very happy. At night, she would voluntarily feel a lot more comfortable.
Biting his brush, Ling Qing began to write and draw in his book while Ling Xiang was reviewing the imperial reports on the other side. Sunlight shone down from the tall trees, the room was bright and warm, an extremely beautiful painting.
"Lingxian, once I have a baby and you've dissolved your harem, have you ever thought that so many houses would be empty and wasted?" Ling Tian Qing suddenly tilted his head as he sat down on a small prayer mat by the window.