She didn't know how many rounds the battle lasted, but Tian Lingxin just felt that she was tired, and then she let the man do his work in a daze.
Anyway, she really had no energy and was so tired that she didn't even bother to raise her eyelids. Soon, she felt lost in thought.
I only vaguely remember that I seemed to hear a man calling her! He seemed to be saying something to her!
"Ling'er!"
"Um!"
Tian Lingxin just responded subconsciously. In fact, the person had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Looking at the woman who had fallen asleep in his arms, Leng Xuanhan felt helpless, but his dark eyes were full of doting tenderness.
He seemed to look at the woman in his arms quietly for a while, and then kissed her forehead with pity and love, and a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Silly woman, you are the only first love I have in this life! You are the only woman..."
His tone was low and gentle. After saying that, he couldn't help but tighten his arms around her, and then he pulled up the quilt for the two of them and fell asleep contentedly.
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The black veil of the night was unknowingly lifted away, and the morning sun rose slightly from the east.
The morning breeze blew, and waves of soft breeze blew through the open curtains. The fragrance of green grass entered the room through the slightly open French windows.
There seemed to be a faint sound of cattle and sheep braying.
In the quiet and warm room, a petite woman was lying on the big soft bed.
Amidst the faint sounds of cattle and sheep, Tian Lingxin, who was sleeping soundly, twitched her eyelashes slightly and frowned. After a while, she closed her eyes after smelling the fresh smell of grass.
Opened slowly.
However, he subconsciously looked to the side, and it seemed that he was not surprised. The seat next to him was empty, but he still seemed to be able to feel his breath.
At this time, the crimson scene from last night flashed through my mind. Suddenly, a slight blush appeared on my white face, but soon I couldn't help but frown.
That damn man actually has an unforgettable memory of that Liang Jing!
This early in the morning, I felt a little depressed.
Tian Lingxin sat up from the bed, but suddenly there was a sense of sourness in her body, and she felt a little weak all over.
Damn it!
I couldn't help but cursed secretly!
Needless to say, just by looking at the red, purple and purple marks all over her body, you can tell who caused this weak sourness.
Sometimes, Tian Lingxin really feels that this man is so unrestrained! He doesn't look like a soldier at all!
Tian Lingxin sat on the bed, glanced around the room, and saw that no man was there. Finally, she took a deep breath, slowly rolled up the quilt, and was about to get out of bed.
Only then did she realize that there was a set of clothes on the counter next to the bed, folded neatly, and it was not the set she borrowed from Jia Xiaoyu last night.
Tian Lingxin frowned and couldn't help turning her head to look at the sofa. Jia Xiaoyu's clothes were gone.
I guess it was the man who sorted it out!
After exhaling, Tian Lingxin slowly got out of bed, took the clothes barefoot, and walked towards the bathroom dragging the quilt without looking at it.
Although she was quite clean, she knew that the man had already cleaned her up.