But she is now... without looking in the mirror, Ling still knows that her appearance is now, which will definitely arouse the servants' association.

Her face was so hot that she was getting numb from her lips being kissed.

Yi Jinli hugged Ling Yiran and went straight to the bedroom, then placed her flat on the bed.

With his slender fingers, he began to unbutton his tie and the buttons of his blazer...

Ling Yiran struggled to sit up from the bed, "A Jin, listen to me."

"Okay, say, I'll listen." He said quietly, but his fingers had already begun to take off the buttons of his shirt inside, and his eyes looking at her had an unconcealable desire.

Ling Yiran's face, which had already turned red in the car, suddenly became even redder.

She suddenly knew what he was going to do next.

But now, what is more important is to explain things clearly!

"The life-saving straw I just mentioned was the wrong word. What I actually wanted to express was that the situation was very urgent at that time, so I grabbed it... Grab his hand..."

The more she spoke, the less she sounded, because at this moment, he had taken off his upper body's clothes, revealing his thin and strong chest...

He walked directly to her, bent down, supported the edge of the bed on both sides of her body with both hands, stared at her, "No matter whether you used the wrong word or how urgent the situation is, I am the only one in this world who can be a life-saving straw!"

Ling Yiran was stunned, feeling that he felt like he was about to be captured by his eyes.

"Did you hear it?" His face leaned closer to her, and breathed warmly on her face.

"Listen...heard..." She almost couldn't help but answered her.

He smiled slightly, but his smile was so charming. Then he held her hand with red marks, "Don't use this hand to grab Gu Lichen again, okay?"

She was stunned, watching his thin lips open and close, and said-

"Yes, you are mine, I can't stand you holding another man's hand tightly like you." He even felt that even if the bones on her fingers were so painful, she would still hold them like this.

"Are you... jealous?" Ling Yiran murmured.

His lips raised slightly, holding her hands against his lips, his sexy thin lips kissed the red marks on her wrist, and then murmured, "Yes, I'm jealous."

Crazy jealous.

It seemed as if in fear, this jealousy grew even more. Even at that moment, he wanted to chop Gu Lichen's hand.

The deeper I love her, the deeper I will be.

It was so deep that it was almost suffocating.

"Actually you don't need to be jealous. The person I love is you, no one else." She said, not wanting him to have a little misunderstanding.

"How much love do you have?" This voice, with a unique hoarseness, makes people gradually immerse themselves in this voice.

"I love you very much, A Jin, I want to grow old with you." Ling Yiran said.

The next moment, she felt his hand and zipped the dress behind her.

Her face turned redder, and even her skin seemed to be dyed with a light pink, but... she didn't stop him from moving.
Chapter completed!