private marriage

Ling Shaocheng closed his eyes, and the expression on that handsome face became more and more complicated. The high bridge of the nose and the cold face were stained with rice grains. He put the spoon back into the porridge bowl, moved his hand to the side, took out a tissue and wiped it. Face.

"Since you like lying in the hospital so much, then stay here until you leave voluntarily."

"Ling Shaocheng, were you happy last night?"

The man's brows were always furrowed, and he could hear the sarcasm and sarcasm in her words, but he still patiently explained, "I didn't touch her, besides, I have already explained it to her last night, and there will be no next time. .”

"I'm very happy, really, I'm happier than anyone else knowing that you slept with her."

Ling Shaocheng put the bowl in his hand heavily on the bedside table, "Ling Nuanqing!"

Yuan Ying, who was sleeping next to her, woke up suddenly, and saw Ling Shaocheng sitting beside her daughter's bed at a glance. She lifted the quilt and got up, with guard and anger in her eyes, "What else do you want to do to An An?"

"She's not An'an, she's Ling Nuanqing." Ling Shaocheng stood up as he spoke, and stared condescendingly at the person on the hospital bed.

"Give her back to me, don't lock her up anymore, she is a human being, not your pet."

Ling Shaocheng threw off the thin quilt, bent down and hugged Ling Nuanqing in his hands. She was lighter than before, and he could hardly feel the weight in his arms.

"I never kept her as a pet."

"But she doesn't want to be with you, do you want to force even such a thing?"

Ling Shaocheng couldn't hear these words, "She is willing."

Yuan Ying didn't know how to persuade him, "If you insist on doing this, I will call the police."

The man didn't move, he wasn't threatened, but he looked calm and composed, "If you don't care about your daughter, and don't want her to be embarrassed by you, you can try."

Ling Nuanqing's left arm was hanging by her side, and the gauze on her wrist was shocking. When she looked down, she could only see Ling Shaocheng's chin.

"Why do you do so many nasty things, and still act as if nothing happened?"

Ling Shaocheng glanced across her face lightly, "Because I don't think there is anything wrong with what I did."

He walked out holding Ling Nuanqing, Yuan Ying quickly followed after seeing this, Ling Shaocheng pressed his face against Ling Nuanqing's head, "If this kind of thing happens again in the future, I will let your mother watch you How was the wound stitched up little by little, I will let you see the distress in her eyes, and let you hear how she cries with your own ears."

In terms of ruthlessness, she is not his opponent. He can be unscrupulous, but she can't.

After returning to Jinzun Mansion, Ling Shaocheng took Ling Nuanqing back to the room and asked her to lie on the bed and have a good rest.

The servant knocked on the door, but only dared to walk in a few steps, "Mr. Ling."

"what's up?"

"Miss' mother came into the kitchen and said she wanted to cook something for her herself."

Ling Shaocheng glanced at Ling Nuanqing, he didn't say he agreed, but he didn't intend to stop it either.

"I'm afraid you won't be at ease, or... I'll just watch from the sidelines?"

Since what happened last night, everyone became more and more cautious. Ling Shaocheng held Ling Nuanqing's hand. "No, let her do it if she likes it."

"Yes."

The sound of closing the door gently came in, and Ling Shaocheng went to bed, wanting to lie down next to Ling Nuanqing.

She pushed him hard, but the man was so strong that he raised his long legs and pressed them on her, and she couldn't move immediately.

Ling Shaocheng buried his face in her neck, "Go to sleep, I didn't sleep well last night."

"It's because you took good care of Miss Ni, right? So you're exhausted?"

Ling Shaocheng heard that there were thorns in her words, but he didn't care about her. He just wanted to hug her and sleep well, even if it was just for a while.

When he married Ni Lei, he didn't take the wedding into consideration during the whole process. The hotel he chose, including what cuisine to order, and the distribution of invitations were all done by Ni Lei alone.

Ling Nuanqing listened to the sound of breathing in his ear becoming more and more steady, and suddenly there was a knock on the door, Ling Shaocheng just squinted for 10 or [-] minutes, and rubbed his face on the back of Ling Nuanqing's neck in dissatisfaction.

"Who?"

The voice outside paused, "Nuan Nuan, Mom made you breakfast."

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly wanted to get up, and at the same time bumped her elbows in front of Ling Shaocheng, "Get up quickly, it's my mother."

"If she wants to come in, just ask her to come in."

She kicked her legs, Ling Shaocheng was afraid of pulling her wound, so he had no choice but to let go.

Ling Nuanqing sat up and straightened her hair quickly with her hands, "Mom, I'll come down to eat in a while."

Yuan Ying didn't enter the room, turned around and went downstairs.

She got up and went to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth with her right hand, and it was an electric toothbrush, which didn't take much effort.When Ling Nuanqing washed her face, her hair kept drooping, and she couldn't tie her hair up with one hand, so the wet hair stuck to her face.

Ling Shaocheng walked into the bathroom, first tied up her hair, then took out a face towel, wet it, and carefully wiped it on Ling Nuanqing's face.

"The doctor said that your wound should not touch water."

She stood quietly in front of the mirror. After Ling Shaocheng washed her face, he applied moisturizing lotion and essence.

Layer by layer, he didn't even make a mistake in the order of application, "Okay."

When they went downstairs, Yuan Ying had already prepared breakfast, and Ling Shaocheng opened the chair for Ling Nuanqing.

There are some breakfast items on the table. She originally wanted to make hand-rolled noodles for Ling Nuanqing, but time didn't allow, so she had to make do with the ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Mom, why did you prepare steak?"

"I want you to take care of your body quickly, look at how thin you are."

Yuan Ying returned to the kitchen again, the servant did not leave her side, saw that she had cut the fruit, and quickly put away the fruit knife.

Yuan Ying opened one of the drawers. "Where's the steak knife and fork?"

The servant only took out a few forks and handed them to her, "Let's forget about the knives, I'm afraid the young lady will be irritated if she sees them."

Yuan Ying took over the fork, and when she walked into the restaurant, she saw Ling Shaocheng putting the toast dipped in sauce on the plate in front of Ling Nuanqing.

Yuan Ying also sat down, but sat beside Ling Shaocheng.

The man wiped his hands with a tissue, and took out a key out of nowhere. Yuan Ying is Ling Nuanqing's biological mother, so he naturally wanted to arrange her properly.

"Auntie, this is the key to Qingshuiyuan. It's very close to here. You should live in first."

Ling Nuanqing saw Ling Shaocheng push the key to Yuan Ying's hand, but she didn't answer it, and her expression became more and more ugly. "What do you mean?"

"You can't live in a hotel every day."

"Where I live is my business," Yuan Ying stared at the bunch of keys, "You want me to agree with you and An An? Don't even think about it."

Ling Shaocheng didn't expect her to refuse so simply. "I don't need anyone's consent between me and Nuan Nuan, she was originally mine."

The man's words stimulated Yuan Ying's nerves, she closed her hand holding the fork, she slowly took her right hand off the table, and then stabbed fiercely towards Ling Shaocheng.