Zhang Ling looked at Qinglan without looking back, and closed the bathroom door.

The boy's childish but firm voice was still floating in his ears. Zhang Ling stared at the door quietly, and tears condensed from his eyes little by little.

When my thoughts were most distracted, the door of the room was knocked, and a clear sound passed through the door panel: "Lingling? Have you fallen asleep?"

That was Bella's voice.

Zhang Ling wiped her tears, subconsciously remembered that Bella was still taking good care of her, so she immediately walked over and opened the door: "Come on, is there anything wrong?"

The moment the door opened, the eyes met.

The light in the room was dim just now, but the luxurious corridor outside was full of bright lights!

Bella stood at the door with a fruit platter, staring at Zhang Ling for a moment. She was silent for a second, then looked at her with a smile, with a faint doting in her tone: "I knew you were not asleep yet! I'll give it, the Second Prince didn't eat much at night, it's still late now, and it's not too late to use staple food. You can use some fruits with him."

In Zhang Ling's vision, the light suddenly became dark and bright, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

It seemed that there was something very important that I forgot, but my brain was knotted by the domineering and sensational sentences of Qinglan, which made her unable to remember for a moment.

She smiled slightly as she touched her hands across the plate: "Thank you."

Bella nodded, pointed not far away, and said, "Then I'll go to bed~! You guys will have breakfast after eating~!"

"Okay, good night!"

"Good night~!"

Zhang Ling pushed down the door with his arm, leaned his back against the door panel and closed the door.

Bella's black eyes, which were just now, were shining with a dark blue light as if nothing had happened. She heard Qinglan tell her that Bella was a mixed-race descendant of multiple national ancestry.

suddenly!

A pause!

Have you taken a shower and taken off your contact lenses?

The dim light in the room formed a sharp contrast with the gorgeous lights on the corridor before. Zhang Ling opened his mouth, and a panic that had never been seen before came from the deepest part of his soul!

Bang!

The fruit plate in my hand fell to the ground!

Has she been exposed?

Qinglan just came out of the bathroom. Seeing this scene, she threw down the towel that was wiping her hair and ran over, and looked her up and down: "Lingling, are you okay?"

Zhang Ling's face turned pale, and he looked up at Qinglan: "Fortunately, I just accidentally knocked over the fruit. You didn't eat much tonight."

Qinglan's mouth held a warm smile, and there was a rare slutty glow in her pupils: "Do you care about me?"

"Of course I care about you, I am your girlfriend!" She looked up at him, lowered her head, and was held back by Qinglan when she squatted down and wanted to clean up: "Don't move, I'll do it."

"It's okay, I'll do it."

She took the trash can and turned around and saw Qinglan picking up the fruit on the ground from the floor to put it on. When she saw her coming, she poured the plate into the trash can.

He took out tissues and squatted on the floor and wiped the floor.

Zhang Ling looked at him quietly, feeling a little nervous: "Qinglan~!"

He put the trash can aside and pulled her into the bathroom to wash his hands.

He took a towel to help her dry her fingers, and his light brown eyes looked towards her little face.

She always closed her eyes, with a faint wet feeling on her eyelashes. When Qinglan led her out of the bathroom, the sound of the bathroom light turning off was heard from the air, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Qinglan stared at her: "Lingling, do you have any worries?"

Zhang Ling pulled his hand out of his palm and smiled sadly: "I'm so tired, go to bed."

Crawling into the quilt obediently, she left the only pillow for him, turned her back to Qinglan, and closed her eyes.

Qinglan Chi looked at her back with pain.

Finally, he sighed softly, and after going to bed, he put his arm under her neck as a pillow for her: "Lingling, I originally thought that after living together, we would live a sweet and happy life, but I didn't expect you to be unhappy. Maybe I've forced you too tightly today and the marriage is still too early. I should grasp you right now."

Zhang Ling turned around and buried his head in his arms.

The pink lotus arms suddenly wrapped around Qinglan's neck. Under the dim halo, she looked at him with expressionless expression but a little aggrieved.

Qinglan swallowed.

She slowly raised one leg and stepped directly on his waist.

Qinglan took a deep breath, her heart was so nervous that she was almost unable to breathe. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly kissed her.

The fresh breath was pressed against the lips, Qinglan's whole brain exploded. She sucked his lips back, and the awkward kiss invaded his sandalwood mouth, almost biting him. He endured it and kissed her gently and devotedly. As long as it was given by her, he would suffer all the pain or lingering.

The temperature of the two was getting higher and higher, Qinglan's consciousness was a little distracted, and her words came from her ears: "Qinglan, this is my first kiss."

Qinglan snorted lightly, responding with difficulty between her lips and teeth: "Me, too!"

She seemed very happy, and turned his body over and let him press on her, and continued awkwardly while whispering in his ear: "Qinglan~! Touch me~!"

Qinglan frowned and pressed her big hand tightly against her waist. She could no longer resist the mouth falling between her collarbone. Listening to her words, he felt very thirsty, very, very thirsty.

When she unbuttoned her pajamas, Qinglan glanced inadvertently, and her whole body was blushed by her beauty: "Lingling!"

A crystal teardrop passed through Zhang Ling's cheek. She held up her handsome face with blue hair in her hands and looked at him: "Do you like Zhang Ling, who played with you as an eagle catching chickens when she was a child, or do you like Zhang Ling, who spent the past six years sharing joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness every day?"

"It's all you!" Qinglan's eyes were so blurred.

He bowed his head and covered her lips, and there was obvious anger between his eyebrows. He tasted the taste in her mouth, tried hard to turn his face away, and closed his eyes: "Don't torture me anymore!"

She held his face again and asked, "Only one can be chosen!"

"You! I like Zhang Ling when I was a child, and I love you who have been with me for the past six years!"

After Qinglan finished speaking, she took a deep breath, opened her eyes to avoid interference and helped her button her pajamas one by one.

“Sky?”

"Stop talking. I love you, but this is not what we should do now." Hugging her and closing her eyes, Qinglan tried hard to calm her breath: "Good night, go to bed!"

Zhang Ling leaned on his chest and shed tears quietly, surrounding his waist: "Sky, thank you!"

And just now-

After Bella delivered the fruit, her legs were almost soft when she turned around!

She walked around the entrance and came to the small side hall on the second floor on the other side, and Qingrong Qingmei accompanied Qingyu to fight against the landlord.

But her legs were weak, and she walked over with difficulty little by little while holding the wall.

When Qingmu saw it, he threw away the cards in his hand and rushed over and hugged her: "Bella?"
Chapter completed!