Leng Ling's eyes darkened, "His behavior is indeed a bit abnormal, but this does not mean that he is the person hiding in the dark. If we want to find out his identity and purpose, we must take a long-term approach."
"I know, it's just..." Lien said with some worry, "I'm afraid that the longer it takes, the worse it will be for us. While the border is still peaceful, we'd better solve it as soon as possible."
"I will find a way to arrange it," Leng Ling changed his sitting posture and said in a cold voice, "That Sharda, I heard that he had stayed in Valencia for a while before. How much do you know about him?"
Li En frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "I don't know him, do you think he has a problem?" Leng Ling did not answer his question directly, "Twenty years ago, he participated in a confidential research, then
Research is also related to my father."
Lien didn't quite understand. He frowned and said, "What do you want to explain?"
"That man may have something to do with the battle with Arsinoe, or he may have his own problems. But his identity is so special. If I investigate him rashly, it will definitely cause him to be alert and cause unnecessary trouble."
The golden eyes gradually became blurry, "In this way, things will become more and more complicated. Ling, just do it according to your own ideas. No matter what, I will be by your side."
Looking into his dazzling eyes, Leng Ling nodded lightly.
The two sat in silence, and Li En moved his lips and said, "Ling, I want to kiss you."
Leng Ling turned his head slightly and acquiesced.
Li En stretched out his hand to hold Leng Ling's pointed chin, covered it with two lips, sucked it gently, then rolled it around and licked it.
"Um……"
The small protrusions on the thick tongue coating rubbed the tip of Leng Ling's tongue, and the slight discomfort made the senses in his mouth become more sensitive.
His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he snorted, then hooked his hand around Lien's neck and responded to the other's kiss.
A lingering and pathos kiss, with a hint of impatience and impatience, sweet fluids exchanged between lips and tongues.
Li En slightly curled his lips and put his arms around Leng Ling's slender waist, savoring this rare sweetness and warmth.
The delicious fragrance of orchids lingers, and the two people hugging each other tightly, flowing in this warm spring-like winter evening, give people a sacred and beautiful feeling that is unforgettable.
The two kissed inseparably, and the temperature in the room gradually rose.
The fire crackled loudly, and the wall clock nearby made a mechanical sound, slight and regular, as if praying for their love.
He couldn't put it down and let go. Li En raised his hand to brush Leng Ling's flushed cheeks and said in a hoarse voice, "Ling, your kissing skills still haven't made any progress. It seems that we need to practice more in the future. As your teacher,
I must teach you well."
Leng Ling smiled softly and said, not to be outdone, "Is it because I didn't learn well, or because you, the teacher, didn't teach well?"
Lien raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? So, do you think we haven't practiced enough? Or do you mean that my skills are not superb enough?"
Leng Ling put one hand on his chin and said provocatively, "Then Teacher Lien, please show me your superb kissing skills today."
Li En raised the corners of his lips evilly and said, "If you don't mind, I am willing to demonstrate the skills of making love to you in person, so that you can learn it all at once. Dear His Highness Leng Ling, what do you think?"
Leng Ling smiled lightly and said, "Then it depends on whether your demonstration can satisfy me."
As soon as he finished speaking, his pupils like deep lakes suddenly sank. His white palms supported Lien's chest, and he pushed him down on the sofa before he could, and then quickly pressed him up.
Lien was lying on the sofa, looking up at those bright black eyes, raising his eyebrows and smiling, "Your Highness, is it possible that you want to be on top today?"
Leng Ling's thin lips curved up, and she smiled particularly meaningfully, "Teacher Lien, you said you wanted to teach me the skills of making love, so naturally I will learn from you."
"Of course, if you can bear it," Li En moved his left hand to Leng Ling's back, with an imperceptible smirk in his eyes, and then continued calmly, "I will be happy to teach you."
"OK……"
Suddenly, Leng Ling's body trembled slightly, and he moaned softly, "Yeah... you..."
Leng Ling's whole body suddenly went limp as his tailbone was rubbed provocatively.
Lien increased his strength and touched his slightly shaking waist with his other hand. He smiled particularly sinisterly and said, "You can't hold on after just a few touches. Your Highness Leng Ling, you are really too weak."
"You bastard, you are so cunning..."
Leng Ling's cheeks turned red. He held the armrests of the sofa with both hands and tried to get up, but was restrained by the opponent's big hands.
"do not move."
Lien's voice was a little hoarse, and Leng Ling felt something hard pressing against his lower abdomen.
"you……"
Slightly startled, Leng Ling raised her eyes slyly and said, "You've been aroused by me in just a few strokes. You really can't control it."
"You lit the fire, of course you have to put it out."
Leng Ling smiled and said, "Then let me turn off the engine for you first."
With that said, he unzipped Lean's pants and put one hand inside.
The slightly cool palm touched the man's burning hot spot. Leng Ling lowered his eyes slightly and held it without hesitation.
This is the first time Leng Ling has done such a thing. As a member of the Leng family, he has been instilled in his family the idea of endurance and abstinence since he was a child. He has no experience in such things as self-destruction. Even when that kind of desire occasionally arises, he will try it through
He did other things to distract himself until he met Rean Hans.
My understanding of sex was all learned from Rean Hans personally.
Therefore, the first time he vented for Lean, he just recalled the steps that the other party had done to him in the past, and followed the same steps.
Although the jerky technique and inexperienced rubbing were not comfortable, it was indeed the first time Leng Ling was willing to touch him. To Li En, it was more important than anything else.
Feeling the other person's slender fingertips tracing his weak points, Lien narrowed his eyes comfortably.
His big hands inserted into Leng Ling's hair and slowly stroked it.
The soft hair, the silky touch, and the happiness brought by Leng Ling, Li En leaned on the sofa and hummed happily.
Soon, Leng Ling's hands became slippery.
Li En opened his eyes and looked at Leng Ling's slightly red face. His voice was hoarse after venting, "Ling... you..."
"Dong dong."
Outside the door, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Leng Ling's eyes darkened and he said in a deep voice, "Who?"
"Your Highness, I am Lance."
"What's the matter?"
"Are you free now? There is something I want to tell you in person."
Glancing at Lien who got up from the sofa, Leng Ling wiped the white turbidity from his hands and said, "Come in."
"yes."
Lance pushed open the door and entered.
When he saw other people in the room, he was startled for a moment.
Leng Ling sat back on his seat and asked in a calm voice, "What's the matter?"
"Your Highness..." Looking at Lien sitting aside, Lance hesitated and said, "I only want to tell you this matter."
Looking out of the corner of his eye, Leng Ling said calmly, "You should go out first."
Ryan glanced at Lance and left the office without saying anything.
After the door closed, Leng Ling looked directly at Lance and said, "Go ahead."
Lance clenched his fists and his eyes were like pillars, "Your Highness, Alan Sharda, he is a spy."
The dark eyes sunk hard, Leng Ling's eyes were cold and gloomy, "Adjutant Lance, do you know what you are talking about?"
Lance quickly explained, "Your Highness, I didn't say anything nonsense, I heard it with my own ears."
"What did you hear?"
"That day, I heard the phone call between him and Ruth," Lance curled his lips and tightened his eyebrows, "He wanted to kill Lien Hans and you."
Leng Ling frowned, "Is everything you said true?"
Lance nodded and said, "Yes, Your Highness, and it was that man who asked the Valencian army to launch this raid. The operation failed. He will take other measures."
"any solution?"
Lance looked worried, "I don't know. I was very angry when I heard it. I just wanted to tell you as soon as possible."
The slender fingers curled up, and the deep eyes darkened quietly, "When did it happen?"
"Just a few days ago," Lance looked at Leng Ling uneasily, "Your Highness, I'm extremely sorry. I have always wanted to find a chance to tell you, but I was afraid that you wouldn't believe me, so I didn't say it.
But in the past few days, the more I thought about it, the more wrong I became, so I hurriedly came to find you."
The handsome face showed a bit of determination, "You are my adjutant, everything you do is for Lanson, how can I not trust you?"
"Your Highness, thank you for your trust in me, that Sharda, he is too scary."
Leng Ling nodded slightly, with a long and far-sighted gaze, "This matter must be considered in the long run. After all, this man's identity is not ordinary. And there are people from Valencia behind him, so we must always be careful," he pondered for a moment,
He asked, "Did anyone notice him when you heard him making a phone call?"
Lance was stunned for a moment, then denied it flatly, "No...no..."
Leng Ling didn't pay attention to the other party's abnormal reaction. He nodded and said, "I understand. I will find a way to find someone to find out about this matter. You can go out first."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Lance bowed slightly, then turned and left.
Leng Ling looked at Lance's leaving figure with a slightly cold expression.
Just as Lance was about to open the door and leave, he suddenly stopped him, "Wait a minute."
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
Lance turned his head, a little confused.
"Your father, he participated in the Battle of Arsinore, right?"
Lance said without hesitation, "Yes, Your Highness."
Leng Ling looked at Lance and said in a clear voice, as dark as night, "Has your mother ever told you that before your father died, did he have any strange reactions or any symptoms of discomfort?
