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Chapter 109 Domineering to the point of fear

Zang Qing finally stopped at the door of the City Lord's Mansion. The gatekeeper immediately came forward to lead the horse. Ling Jiyun hugged Gardenia and got off the horse. He held her hand firmly, fearing that if he let go, this hard-won victory would be lost.

The reunion vanished in an instant.

Gardenia never had the courage to raise her head and let him drag her in front, causing her wrists to hurt.

"Sir, you're back." Songbo suddenly appeared at the door and was stunned when he saw Gardenia in front of him.

Gardenia forced a smile and said: "Songbo, Iā€”ā€”."

Before he could finish his words, Ling Jiyun forcefully dragged him into the corridor again.

Wet, everything is wet, and the moisture on the tips of the hair condenses into small drops of water, just like the tears falling intermittently with excitement, sadness, longing, and hesitation.

The door of Yaxuyuan was pushed open with great force, and Gardenia was thrown into the room by Ling Jiyun. The inertia made her almost fall to the ground.

Looking at the haunting figure, he asked with a slightly annoyed cry: "Why don't you look back at me?"

Her heart throbbed suddenly, and she did not dare to look back, fearing that her strong heart would turn into a puddle of soft water at that moment when she looked back. She closed her eyes tightly, trembling.

He stepped forward, crossed her body, and found her closed eyes and trembling body, "You are afraid of me, why are you afraid of me?" The next moment, Gardenia greedily sucked her lips.

I can feel nothing but possessiveness.

Slowly opening his eyes, his eyes were filled with water lines. If he moved, tears would flow out desperately.

He became thinner and haggard, and found a trace of paleness in his wet hair. He stroked the white hair distressedly, and then burst into tears.

Touched by her thoughtfulness, he hugged her tightly, buried his head in Gardenia's wet hair, and said softly and forcefully: "You are not allowed to leave me alone again, and you are not allowed to be alone in a place where I can't get in.

Hiding in the lost forest for leisure, you are not allowed to leave me at every turn, and you are not allowed to miss me in your eyes. I love you, so you are not allowed not to love me. Please, don't be afraid of me."

I heard it right. He is Ling Jiyun. Who else in the world can learn his domineering style?

Suddenly he pushed himself away, walked to the side to rummage through the cabinets, and then took out a set of clothes that was still on the bed. He called the maid who was waiting at the door to come in and said, "Quickly change her wet clothes."

Please don't care about me like this, I don't want to sink myself. Qiniang secretly hopes in her heart, but she is afraid that her hard-working strength has already collapsed into a mess.

With tears in her eyes, she asked the maids to change their clothes, and after tying the last garment, Gardenia still couldn't step out. Knowing that he was waiting at the door, a man who had come back from the dead, how should she face it?

God put away his tears and opened his smile. A few rays of sunshine penetrated the gauze and clouds and filled the earth. Although small water droplets were still gently dripping on the glazed tiles, those few gleams gave people relief.

After a long time, Gardenia took up her steps and mustered up the courage to walk out from behind the clothes. At the door, four eyes looked at each other. There were too many things in those pupils. After a period of silence, Gardenia turned around and picked up her things.

Leave.

Ling Jiyun frowned and stood in front of her with his still wet body: "Didn't you hear what I just said?"

He was slightly stunned, then sneered: "Humph, what? Did you return to your true nature so quickly? Are you ordering Gardenia now? Or threatening Gardenia?"

He clenched his fists, angry that she ignored his kindness to her and his reluctance to let her go.

Gardenia jumped up, the wind blew a few strands of her hair, and she flew up to the roof as light as a swallow. Ling Jiyun looked at the disappearing figure in surprise: When did she learn Qing Gong? Thinking of that weird

The old man raised a smile and chased after him.


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