He complained angrily, "You are my woman, you can only be bullied by me, and you can't be bullied by others!"
If, a week ago, when she and Lan Aiqing were in the semi-finals, he didn't feel that way.
But now, he seemed to have realized his concern for her and involuntarily developed some thoughts of protection.
However, Luo Qingxue was so surprised that she couldn't come back to her senses after a long time of surprise.
——"You are my woman, you can only be bullied by me, and you can't be bullied by others!"
What does Leng Yunting mean when he said this?
Could it be that he is, to himself?
Just now, she shook her head in fear.
No, it's impossible. She wouldn't be so stupid. She was blinded by his temporary doting.
This should be his usual way of treating women. Sweet words and money offensives can make his previous female companion devote himself to him!
If a man like him doesn’t get a woman, it is impossible for him to have a different relationship with her, right?
Leng Yunting saw her round eyes and clearly black and white pupils staring at him for a moment.
There was a hint of surprise, a hint of shyness, and a hint of tenderness on that heartless and cold face.
He was also sucked in by her cold and cold pupils.
This woman did it on purpose, right?
He knew that he had been with her three times today, but he still came to tempt and lure him?
"Little bastard, why are you watching me like this?" He flattered his mouth, "Do you still want me to spoil you?"
"No." She turned red and struggled to sit up, "Should we leave?"
It was still dusk when the two met, but now the night outside the window was already blurred.
The lunch was a mess and caused a lot of trouble. He was kidnapped to exercise before he even had dinner. Even if this man had good physical strength, he should be hungry, right?
Looking back, Leng Yunting was still lying carelessly on the sofa, not wearing clothes and not wanting to move at all. She turned around and said, "Aren't you hungry? Don't you want to go out to eat something?"
Leng Yunting patted the little demon who had already been satisfied and said, "I'm very full, very full. I haven't eaten in a week, and I've eaten enough money at one time today."
This man!
Luo Qingxue glared at him, in return for his low smile. Leng Yunting jumped up and sat up, wrapped her body from behind, and asked gently in her ear: "What do you want to eat? Do you have a big meal? Well,
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What Luo Qingxue fears the most is his tangled skills. She will remember even a little bit of his affection for himself and will never forget it.
"Whatever you want, Chinese food is better."
"Then you dress me!" Leng Yunting said, and opened his arms, looking like an ancient emperor was waiting to be served by a little palace maid.
"Then you're naked!" Luo Qingxue cursed him angrily, in return for his laughter. However, afterwards, she saw the dress he had torn to pieces on the ground and was immediately furious.
: "My clothes are like this. How do you want me to go out to meet people!"
Leng Yunting looked at the dress, which was torn from the middle by him. Even if he wanted to wear it, he couldn't wear it. He didn't care about throwing the dress to the side and said lightly: "Then don't wear it,"