private marriage

Ling Nuanqing walked a few steps in, found the remote control, turned around and turned on the TV.

Ling Shaocheng leaned against the wall beside her and looked at her, Ling Nuanqing's face was burning hot, knowing that she would be closely watched, but he still pretended to tune in as if nothing had happened.

The man walked up to her in a few steps, blocking her view.

Ling Nuanqing turned sideways, still looking at the TV, "Don't you have something to do?"

Ling Shaocheng squatted down, put his hands on Ling Nuanqing's side respectively, he was almost at her eye level, and the words Ye Shengjing said to him repeatedly rang in his ears.

"You are so capable, you can kidnap people and go home directly, so have you got her? Is she willing to give it to you?"

Ling Shaocheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone became domineering. "Look at me."

Ling Nuanqing fixed her eyes on the man's face, "What are you doing?"

He suddenly bullied her, and it seemed that he came with a purpose, Ling Nuanqing leaned back, "Speak up if you have something to say."

He held Ling Nuanqing's hand, stood up and pressed towards her. She wanted to avoid him, but Ling Shaocheng pushed her shoulders and pressed her into the big bed.

Ling Nuanqing reacted violently, "What are you going to do? Go away, go away quickly."

Ling Shaocheng grabbed her hands and pressed them above her head, "You have been in Ye Shengjing's place for so many years, have you really never had anything to do with him?"

He blurted out these words, Ling Nuanqing looked at him fixedly after hearing clearly.

Ling Shaocheng regretted it instantly, he didn't think about it at all when he said that, and he completely forgot what Fan Xiaozhu said to him before.

"I……"

Ling Nuanqing looked up at him, "How could it not have happened?"

"Shut up you."

"I've been telling you, I'm not innocent."

Ling Shaocheng's temples were stabbed twice, his face was tense, and even the words in his mouth were bitten out, "I don't care, I don't care about the past, as long as we will be good in the future."

"You used to have no tolerance for sand..."

Ling Shaocheng stretched out his hand to cover Ling Nuanqing's mouth, he also couldn't tolerate sand now, and couldn't tolerate a little cloudiness in his eyes and heart.But what can I do?It was he who wanted her, and it was he who wanted her.

"Nuan Nuan, don't think about other people, he can't take you away, if he dares to think about it again, he's forcing me."

Ling Nuanqing wanted to pull Ling Shaocheng's hand away, but the man held his hand firmly, not giving her a chance to speak at all.

"It's great that we are together as a family now."

Ling Nuanqing nodded, Ling Shaocheng moved his hand away to kiss her, Ling Nuanqing quickly looked away.

Seeing this, the man pulled her face back, "Why don't you let me touch it?"

This question was stupid and silly, and Ling Shaocheng didn't want to hear her answer.

He stretched out his hand to tear Ling Nuanqing's blouse, her back was pressed against the sheet, even if she struggled violently, she couldn't move too much.

Ling Shaocheng tightened his arms around her waist, his body was already extremely tense, and it seemed that even the slightest movement could tear him apart.Ling Nuanqing knows best what it means to have a great disparity in strength, and what it means to struggle more and more excitedly.

She pushed her hands in front of Ling Shaocheng, her eyes were tightly closed, and her hair was quickly messed up.

Ling Shaocheng kissed her face, Ling Nuanqing kept shrinking in front of him, screaming sharply and mournfully.

"Help, Ling Shaocheng help me—"

The man put his hands on the back of her neck and pulled her away. Seeing the fear in Ling Nuanqing's eyes, "Who do you think I am?"

Her lips twitched, "I've called you that before."

You want him to appear suddenly and save her, don't you?

Even if she is avoiding him, she should know that only he can save her when she encounters the most danger.

Ling Shaocheng's arms were tightened, and the person in his arms was held by him just like that. The man rolled over to the side, and pressed his chin to Ling Nuanqing's shoulder.

She didn't dare to relax because she didn't know what Ling Shaocheng would do next.

After a while, the doorbell rang quickly, and Ling Shaocheng pulled the quilt to cover her up, "You have a rest."

He walked outside, when Ming Yue was about to speak, Ling Shaocheng closed the door behind him. "What's up?"

"What happened just now has become a big deal."

Ming Yue handed the phone to Ling Shaocheng, and the news about him beating people in public places had already been released overwhelmingly.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing can be dealt with cleanly every time, but now that the news is leaking so quickly, you don't need to think about it to know that there are ghosts in it.

It was at the most critical juncture of the Fengcheng project, and when Ling Shaocheng was most needed to maintain his personal image, that he had accidents one after another.

"It's just hitting people." Ling Shaocheng said lightly.

He didn't take it to heart, turned around and wanted to go back to the room, when Ling Shaocheng put his hand on the doorknob, he suddenly remembered something, and his face suddenly darkened.

Ling Nuanqing has been under Ye Shengjing's nose for so many years, there must have been times when she took off her mask and was photographed face to face.

If the video of her drinking and laughing with the guests in the clubhouse is released at this time, not only is Ling Nuanqing finished, as long as Ling Shaocheng wants to protect her, as long as he refuses to let go, he will definitely be dragged into the water by Ling Nuanqing .

When he returned to the house, Ling Nuanqing was sitting on the edge of the bed. Seeing him walking in, she hurriedly stood up.

Ling Shaocheng stepped forward and rubbed her head, "Didn't you like to take a nap before? Why don't you take a nap?"

"Sleep, can't sleep."

"I won't touch you, don't be afraid."

Ling Nuanqing laughed dryly. "What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid."

"Really?" The man raised his voice and stepped forward to tease her.

"Then if I'm asleep, what are you doing?"

Ling Shaocheng went straight to the sofa, bent down and sat down, "I have something to take care of."

Ling Nuanqing lay back on the bed suspiciously, when Ling Shaocheng saw her, she pulled the quilt over her head.

Ye Shengjing must have something in his hand, but he is holding this time bomb, and he doesn't know when he will release it.

Ling Shaocheng wanted to smoke, but he held back when he thought of the person on the bed.

He folded his hands in front of him, leaning against the soft sofa, and soon fell into a deep dream.

He dreamed that he was standing on a high mountain, but the flood rushed to the middle of the mountain, and the towering buildings in the clouds were instantly swept into the surging water waves.

Looking around was hell on earth, Ling Shaocheng looked down, and Ling Nuanqing's half body had already fallen into the water.

She reached out to him, wanting him to save her.

But he was standing on the narrow mountain path, let alone bending over, he would be pulled down even if he moved slightly.

Ling Shaocheng has been haunted by nightmares recently, he woke up with a start and shouted. "Warm and warm."

Ling Nuanqing stood beside him and saw that his forehead was covered with sweat, "Have a nightmare? It's almost time, shall we go to school?"

Ling Shaocheng was still immersed in that dream, he always felt that something bad was going to happen.

Seeing that Ling Nuanqing was about to leave, Ling Shaocheng held her hand tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I won't abandon you."

Just like back then, he would not leave her alone.