private marriage

If there was a fight, or if Ling Shaocheng didn't know what to do, it would be another troublesome matter.

The man looked at his encircled arm, and his raised eyelids fell on Ling Nuanqing's face.

She looked worried, was she really afraid that he might not be able to hold back?

"afraid?"

"I'm afraid to see you like this."

Ling Shaocheng's lips moved. "Not afraid."

"Then shall we go home?"

After Mingyue finished handling the matter, he quickly returned to the car. Seeing that Ling Shaocheng was silent, the driver quickly started the car.

"Where do you want to go?" Ling Shaocheng asked her.

"go home."

"Aren't you clamoring to answer Fuchen every day? It's been renovated over there."

Ling Nuanqing's face moved slightly. "Do you want me to go back?"

"You take me with you."

Ling Nuanqing looked quite unhappy, "I used to work too."

"You left me alone, don't you think you won't worry about me?"

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help laughing. "Brother, you are not a three-year-old child anymore, I'm not afraid of you getting lost."

When Ling Shaocheng heard this address, his face was obviously displeased, and his face collapsed, "I'm not your big brother."

"You go home and sleep, or exercise, watch a movie, and I will come back after I finish my work."

Ling Shaocheng was obviously not happy. "Are you really coaxing me like a child?"

Ling Nuanqing clenched her teeth and said nothing, and looked out of the window. Mingyue listened for a long time, but she didn't understand where she was going.

He couldn't help but turn around and ask. "Mr. Ling, where are you going?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't say a word, Ling Nuanqing didn't speak, Fuchen and Siji Yunding were in two completely different directions.

The driver didn't dare to ask nonsense, and just turned the steering wheel based on his feeling. Ling Shaocheng must not be able to hold back Ling Nuanqing, and finally compromised. "Remove the dust."

This is decent, the corners of Ling Nuanqing's mouth curled up, if something goes wrong with her, an oil bottle can be hung on her mouth, isn't that the way it is when she was young?

The car drove to Fuchen's door, Ling Nuanqing stretched out her hand to push the car door, she looked back at Ling Shaocheng.He sat there, with half of his face hidden under the blurred light, and the expression on his face couldn't be seen clearly.

Ling Nuanqing has already pushed the car door open a small crack. "I've passed."

Ling Shaocheng just hummed, his voice seemed to be full of loss, and full of... the feeling of being abandoned?
Ling Nuanqing couldn't say it, but at this moment, she felt that Ling Shaocheng was a little pitiful.

He was so obedient to listen to her when someone smashed the photo just now.

Ling Nuanqing softened her heart and said something. "Why don't you come in with me?"

Ling Shaocheng didn't say yes, but he already opened the car door and got in.

Ling Nuanqing took him to the dusty second floor, where a small room was sorted out as a living room, with a curtain in the middle and a reclining chair behind the curtain, where he could rest for a while when he was sleepy.

Ling Nuanqing closed the curtain, "Just sit here."

"Why do I appear to be so shameless that I want to sneak around like this?"

Ling Nuanqing went outside, and when she came back, she took a plate of fruit and some snacks, and she put them on the small table next to her. "If you're bored, go to sleep and eat something."

"What about you?"

"I have something to do."

Ling Nuanqing pulled up the curtain, she owed a lot of work, so she couldn't waste her time every day.

Ling Shaocheng walked to the window and looked outside. The small area separated was only four or five square meters at most.

It's like painting the ground as a prison, boring.

Ling Shaocheng walked to the side of the curtain, stretched out his hand to pick up a corner, Ling Nuanqing took a bunch of invoices to count, and he called her softly, "For this kind of thing, just hire an accountant."

"I'm not trying to settle accounts, I'm looking for customer information."

Ling Nuanqing answered absently.

"I think it's very boring here, let's go."

Ling Nuanqing's ass is still hot, how can I leave, "Do you think I'm as free as you? I finally came here, there are many things..."

Ling Nuanqing realized that she said something wrong, so she stopped it quickly, but it was obviously too late.

Her body tensed up, and the people behind her didn't speak, so Ling Nuanqing had no choice but to look back.

Ling Shaocheng withdrew his hand, and the curtain fell back, and the corners of the curtain seemed to be floating. He returned to the reclining chair, stared at the ceiling, and fell silent.

Ling Nuanqing sneaked over, pierced her head through the curtain, and looked in Ling Shaocheng's direction.

"Why don't you eat?"

"Not hungry."

"You can eat even if you're not hungry, aren't you bored?"

"I'm not greedy." Ling Shaocheng closed his eyes and turned his face to one side, as if he didn't want to talk to her.

Do not say do not say.

Ling Nuanqing sat back in her seat, she would have never brought this young master with her if she had known.

Yu Chang knocked on the door outside, and before Ling Nuanqing could speak, he poked his head in, "A customer just came in and wants to do customized business, please accept?"

"If you have money, of course you have to take it."

Yu Chang turned around and went downstairs, and brought the man in after a while.

The guest was a young guy, dressed very trendy, with brow nails and pigtails, and sat down as soon as he entered the room.

Ling Nuanqing wanted to stand up and pour water, "Would you like some tea?"

"How can I ask a beautiful woman to serve me tea and water? No need, just sit down."

Ling Shaocheng clasped his hands together, his fingertips that were pointing on the back of his hands lightly paused, and his brows gradually drew together.

"Do you want a tattoo? Any ideas? Where would you like it?"

The boy's voice was full of excitement, "I like the pattern that symbolizes POWER, do you understand? I want to get this tattoo here."

Which side should he be pointing at? Ling Shaocheng couldn't see it, so he heard Ling Nuanqing laugh dryly, "I have an idea."

"I was also introduced by a friend, beauty, you have to treat me well."

"Don't worry, you are a customer, and I will do my best to serve you well."

The guy has a lot of requirements for the patterns that need to be designed, but what he said is not specific and abstract.

"I still have a tattoo here, why don't you take a look and give you some inspiration?"

"Oh, no, no, no need."

"How can I not use it? This is to find inspiration, otherwise the tattoos don't match together, what should I do?"

Ling Nuanqing waved her hands, not forgetting that there was a big devil behind her.

This kind of scene is not good.

The young man is a tiger, and he has no other ideas, he just wants to show Ling Nuanqing.

Ling Shaocheng heard rustling noises outside, why does it seem like he wants to take off his clothes?

He stood up and walked a few steps to the side of the curtain. The young man put his hands on the waistband of his trousers, as if he was about to untie the belt.

Ling Nuanqing stuttered in fright, "Don't you have any photos in your phone?"

"No, who would be bored to take a selfie."

Her lips became dry, "Don't move, there is my colleague downstairs, why don't you let him show you?"

"What's wrong? You guys are so particular about tattoos? You shouldn't think of me as a man, as a piece of white paper that you can ravage at will."

Ling Nuanqing was stunned, this metaphor is invincible!