That mature and powerful look made Cheng Qiyun's heart throbber: she was lying in the arms of this man and hugged by his powerful arms. How sweet it would be, the heart would be as quiet as a small boat mooring into the harbor. Isn't what a woman wants just such a warmth or a kind of sustenance?

She restrained her mind and smiled faintly, "I just reminded adults. Men can follow you with similar loyalty and have a great future, but women don't want these things. If they are willing to accompany you without regrets and do anything for you willingly, the only possibility is to fall in love with you.

Adni is very smart. She has experienced too many twists and turns, so her heart is full of alertness. Now you are like she grabs a wooden board when she drowns, and can only calm her down temporarily. But when she figures out that you already have several wives and concubines, she will hesitate about her current identity and worry about her gains and losses.

If an adult wants to calm her heart, she must give without doubt. He can only give her a love and a home. This is not exchange, not utilitarianism, she is very cute, right? Who can she love besides you?"

Yang Ling looked at her steadily, and the breeze blew her clothes, making the lines on her body gentle and smooth. Her pretty face and skin were like perfume pears that had just been peeled. It was plump and watery. It showed a unique elegant charm, and it also exuded a faint freshness. The eyes flashed, meeting his gaze, but wanted to escape.

"Do you sigh for Adnie or feel sorry for yourself? Are you busy and working hard for me? Is it actually for this wish?"

When the words came to his mouth, Yang Ling swallowed them back. He didn't ask, but just looked at each other and read the other person's meaning in his heart. He understood. At this moment, his eyes really seemed to be able to speak. This was the feeling of being in harmony with each other.

The maid came with a red paint tray, and there were two small blue and white porcelain bowls and two silver spoons on it.

Her arrival broke the tranquility between the two. Cheng Qiyun asked the maid to place the tray on the low table next to the lounge chair, then picked up a bowl gracefully, conditioned it with a silver spoon a few times, scooped up a spoon and gently leaned over to Yang Ling's mouth.

Sweet and cool, it is iced fresh water, snow lotus root, lotus seed soup, and the sweet and cool taste flows into the heart. What makes people feel even more pleasant is the beauty like jade and water, and the gentle and gentle mood.

After drinking a bowl of iced lake food, Yang Ling licked her lips and said, "It's very good. Adni is so tired. She goes to sleep as soon as she comes back. She returns to give her a bowl."

"No!" Cheng Qiyun glared at him coquettishly, then turned into a smile: "I have prepared her place for a long time, and brought it over to someone, and told her that it was her place that was unmarried.... The husband prepared it for her."

Yang Ling smiled bitterly silently, Cheng Qiyun put down the spoon and chuckled, "You are tired too, just take a break here, I will play the flute for you."

A bamboo flute carries deep affection, like the flowing water, the flowers blooming, the birds singing, the cicadas rippling in the curved corridor fish pond, and the rockery flowers and trees.

The sun shines brightly, and the shadows of the trees are caressing.

Under the grape trellis, sleeping in the spring in the pond, the delicate and beautiful man plays the flute.

What a beautiful thing this is in the world. In this place where wars and wars are everywhere, I don’t know how many people will envy.
Chapter completed!