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Even if he occasionally dreamed of the gentle Tyrant, in the end, he would suddenly stab her, waking her up from her dream.

Ling Tian Qing then took off his makeup and climbed into bed, "Can you not stab me in the chest this time?"

Ling Xuejian did not understand.

"Let's just wipe my neck this time. My heart aches every morning when I wake up. I'm afraid I'll get a heart attack from you." Ling Tian sighed as he rubbed his chest. When would this nightmare end?

Ling Xuanxin suddenly reacted.

In her dream, he was also a tyrant.

No wonder that night, when she was shot, she would scream in her sleep.

"I won't hurt you." Ling Xuanxuan's heart ached. He had actually become her shadow.

"I know." Ling Tian smiled as he stared fixedly at Ling Xingran.

"You … "You know?"

"Yeah, because I won't give you another chance to hurt me." After Ling Tian Qing finished speaking, he closed his eyes and said, "Good night, Tyrant."

When she left, she swore that she would never be bullied again in her life.

He would not allow others to hurt him so easily.

She was going to become... Powerful.

Only in this way could he protect everything he wanted.

If she had known earlier, if she had been strong earlier, whether it was her former coldness or her pure, transparent, and small happiness, they would have been able to protect …

It wasn't as if he was begging for a living now, trembling with fear, right under the noses of Ling Jing.

Even the warm and cold wind was cut off … She didn't even dare to verify the truth …

She did not know if she could meet someone in the future that she could spend her entire life loving, protecting, and never be separated from …

Ling Xuejian stood by the bed like a sculpture.

She really had fallen asleep …

After speaking a bunch of insulting words, he fell asleep just like that!

While watching, Ling Xuexin suddenly became enraged!

What life cannot be repeated, what happens cannot be erased, what is lost will be lost forever, and there will be no more opportunities...

Take back all these darned words!

Just as Ling Tian felt like he was about to enter another dreamscape, he suddenly caught his breath.

Sure enough, it's happening again!

Ghost Crush!

Wrong, it was Ling Xinyi who pressed him down!

Since her throat had been locked by him, she couldn't even make a sound. She could only open her eyes and see Ling Jin being pressured.

It didn't matter. She would wake up from her dream if he tightened his fingers a little more.

But... Ling Tian Qing could not bear it any longer.

Because the fingers on his neck gradually relaxed, turning into a gentle caress.

This... Something is not right...

Ling Tian Qing raised his head slightly, trying to get out of the strange atmosphere.

But Ling Jing pressed his hand to her upper body, his other hand already digging into the front of her dress, touching the soft corner.

As expected … Tonight's dream was developing into a dream!

Ling Tian Qing struggled and did not move. Sighing, he laid back down, allowing himself to be caressed, caressed, and shamed.

He was an adult anyway, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

What's more, it was just a dream …

It was just that the truth was a bit too much.

"Ling Zui, your technique is strange."

Ling Tian Qing opened his mouth and spoke suddenly, stopping Ling Jin in his tracks.

He didn't know when his anger was replaced by a charming and gentle impulse, but in short, his fingers seemed to be stuck in her silky skin, unable to leave.

"Have you not touched a woman in a long time?" Ling Tian Qing looked at his face drunkenly, criticizing him harshly, "Go easy on me, I feel the pain from your pinch."

Ling Zui's expression was slightly out of kilter.

She … He was really drunk!

Otherwise, how could he dare speak to him like that?

Especially in this matter!

No matter how much she gave or how much she gave, she would always look full and satisfied!

Sure enough, pets would get infected by wildness, so it was best to stay at home and be more docile every day.

"Hug him first." Ling Qing saw that Ling Xuanxin did not move for a long time, sighed, and extended his arm to embrace him.

Today, she didn't have any suspicious powder on her.

Ling Zui also found something strange in the bracelet she was wearing on her wrist.

It was filled with a strange powder. She just needed to shake it casually to let others know what was inside.

As expected, he was very smart …

However, Ling Xiang didn't have the time to think about it. He lowered his head and touched her soft lips. Immediately, his entire body was set ablaze.

Better a dream...

He also wished that this life was just a dream for tonight.

"My pleasure …" "You're a bad guy …"

In that blurry state, Ling Tianqing seemed to be talking in her sleep.

"Yes, I'm not good." When Ling Jin saw the dark glint in her eyes, he started to pace up and down her face.

"That's right, it's a bastard …" Ling Tian sighed.

"Yes, I'm a bastard." Ling Xuanxin repeated, his eyes shining with a deep light.

"As expected …" Ling Tianqing suddenly smiled, her eyes shining brightly due to the drunkenness.

"What?"

"Indeed, people say that men are the most considerate and obedient when they have sex with you." Ling Tian Qing did not understand it before, but now he really wanted to praise it.

Ling Xiang had met a dark face.

At this time … Could he not be disappointed?

Can you stop thinking about strange things?

Did she know … At this point, every second of patience was a huge challenge for the human race!

Moreover, he had already endured for a very long time.

This included the night before yesterday. Every time he was by her pillow, he had to use a great amount of willpower to prevent himself from leaving any suspicious marks on her body.

The desire to restrain was more terrible than any form of torture when faced with someone you loved.

No wonder... No wonder she had said that love was restraint.

Flower Speaker hugged Sister Hua and cried like a child.

After hiding for so long, he might as well have a dream and give it to the little demoness to enjoy!

"Hua Hou, do you want to... To treat wounds? " Sister Hua had not seen Hua Hou for a long time, she had never expected to see him again.

That beautiful face was almost ruined.

"I want the account book." Flower Speaker wiped away her tears and said.

"What …" "Accounts?" Hua-jie used an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the tears of blood off Flower Speaker's face.

"Little Devil …" Your young master's account book. " Flower Speaker put away his mournful expression. His face was covered in blood and his expression was especially solemn.

"What do you want the account book for?" Sister Hua laughed. "Master, my young master has taken your territory, but …"

"Hua-jie, what I want is all of her account books, I'm not joking with you." Flower Speaker no longer wore a pear-filled expression as a glint flashed in her eyes, "I want to check all the businesses of your Young Master."

With such a straightforward statement, Sister Hua could no longer avoid changing the topic.

"But …" "I'm not sure …"

"Sister Hua, do you know the true identity of your Young Master?" Flower Speaker's expression suddenly became cold as she asked.

"..." "I don't know." Sister Hua looked troubled, feeling that it would be difficult for Hua Hou to deal with him today.

"But, you must know, she's not a man." Flower Speaker said sharply.

Sister Hua fell silent.

Indeed, after being a bawd for so many years, she had been looking at all sorts of men and women every day. Her eyes were just too vicious, so she had recognised Ling Tian as Ling Qing from the very beginning.

"Do you know that she's going to return to her female form and ask for a matchmaker's marriage tomorrow?" Flower Speaker asked again.

Sister Hua was shocked.

Tonight, the young master was drinking nonstop and was yelling that he wanted to get married. She thought he was joking.

"Do you know whose family she wants to talk about?" Flower Speaker continued.

Sister Hua was an experienced person, but after hearing Flower Speaker's words, she recalled that the young master had a subtle relationship with Hua Hou in the brothel and that he had been taken advantage of by Hua Hou as a servant on purpose …

Were they a pair of enemies?

"Master, could it be …" It's you? " Sister Hua finally asked with a trembling voice.

"Therefore, I am not an outsider." When Hua Hou said this, he gritted his teeth. It was hard to tell that he was happy.

"Congratulations, congratulations, my young master …" "No, since Miss has the money and the looks, you must be a good helper." Sister Hua, please give your congratulations.

What the hell!

That little demoness wanted to push him into the pit of fire!

"It's precisely because I have too much money that I have to check my pre-nuptial assets." Flower Speaker covered up the anger in her heart and tried her best to say calmly, "What if she wants to find me because she owes me a huge debt …"

"Impossible!" You should know about the recent Courtesan Belle selection, right? "Only someone else owes my Young Miss a debt …"

"But, Sister Hua, do you know where the huge amount of wealth earned from the Courtesan Belle selection went?" Flower Speaker interrupted Sister Hua and asked.

Sister Hua was slightly stunned. After every competition, no one would be able to count the silver notes. Ling Tian would leave 20% for the bonuses and working capital, but the other 80% was gone.

"Maybe it's to expand the business to invest." Sister Hua was only in charge of the brothel, so she didn't know much about it.

"So, I want the account book, I want to look at the details." Flower Speaker tapped the table, "I want to know, my fiancee... What exactly do you want!? "

He bit the word 'fiancee' so eerily that it made people's hair stand on end.

"I will dissolve the harem for you. Is that okay?"

"Qing Er, my patience isn't good …" Don't play around outside, come back … Go back to the palace and accompany me. "

"I'm very lonely."

While Ling Tian was still in a daze, he heard someone whispering to him.

Tyrant's face was sometimes clear and sometimes hazy. His voice was also coming from afar, like the moon in the water or a flower in the fog.

"Don't run, you won't be able to." Suddenly, that voice came from behind her.

Ling Tian then turned around and saw Tyrant's gloomy face, holding a treasured sword in its hand. The sword was pointed at her chest.

"Even if I die, I have to stay by my side." As soon as Ling Jingjing finished her sentence, the blade of the sword had already sunk into her chest.

Ah!" Ling Tian Qing shouted as he sat up.

A little headache...

My heart hurts too...

He had drunk too much last night, so the hangover didn't feel good.

and seemed to have had a lot of strange, hard, and sad dreams...

However, Ling Qing could not recall exactly what she had dreamt of. There were many dreams that made her sleep very hard.

Furthermore, he vaguely remembered … There was a dream.

She didn't feel too good.

Last night, he seemed to have dreamt of milking the cow. After a hard night of fighting, he was in a very bad state.

Ling Qing rubbed his head as he glanced at the bed and his surroundings.

Ling Xuanxin had cleaned up quite cleanly before she left without leaving any evidence behind …