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Chapter 24 I Don't Like You Like This

His slender fingertips lightly touched the opponent's palm. Leng Ling did not answer directly. He turned his cheek and said in a calm voice, "There will be patrols passing by soon. While they are not here, you should go back to your room quickly."

A few complicated emotions appeared in Li En's golden pupils. He stood up suddenly, pushed Leng Ling down on the bed, and pressed him down.

When Leng Ling looked at the man with sullen eyes, his dark eyes flashed with undetectable sadness, "Let go, I don't like you like this."

Li En leaned over Leng Ling and stared at him condescendingly. A miserable sneer raised at the corner of his dry lips, "Do you really dislike me touching you?"

In the room, the atmosphere quietly dropped to the extreme.

Leng Ling lowered her beautiful eyes lightly, tilted her head and said, "Hurry up and get out now while no one can see you."

Li En forcefully pulled open Leng Ling's straight black military uniform. There was a "clatter" sound, and golden copper buttons flew out one after another, hitting various parts of the room.

The next moment, the shirt on his body was torn by the man, and his fair and smooth skin entered the other person's eyes.

Rough palms touched the smooth and delicate skin. Li En licked Leng Ling's slightly rolling Adam's apple and nibbled it gently. His other hand touched the soft and fragile part along the inner thigh of Leng Ling.

Faced with the man's violent emotions and erotic teasing, Leng Ling was very calm. She looked up at the man on her body, her clear eyes calm, "Your injury is not healed yet, you should have a good rest."

Li En's eyebrows moved slightly. He deeply smelled the faint orchid fragrance on the other person's skin and murmured in a low voice, "But, I long for your body even more."

Leng Ling shifted his gaze, and there were a few clearly discernible micro-movements in his calm tone, "Take good care of yourself, and I will give it to you when you are well."

Li En stopped moving his hand, "Really? Don't you think I soiled your body? You are the spiritual symbol of Lanson. Aren't you afraid of being soiled by me, a man from an enemy country?"

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Leng Ling trembled his eyelashes, pursed his lips and did not answer.

"If you don't answer, I'll take it as your acquiescence," Li En stood up from Leng Ling, gathered his clothes for him, turned around and left.

"Stay."

His golden pupils narrowed slightly, and Lien turned his head to look at the person lying on the bed. He walked leisurely to the bed and sat down.

Leng Ling looked at Li En silently and said in a quiet voice, "I allow you to sleep here tonight."

Lean curled up his lips and said, "Okay."

Leng Ling snuggled quietly in Li En's arms. The person behind him quickly fell asleep, but he was no longer sleepy.

Feeling the man's steady breathing, the black eyes flashed, and the stars crossed the sky and disappeared silently into the sky.

The next day, Leng Ling woke up from her dream and found that the man holding her had left. He must have sneaked back into his room while the patrol was changing.

Thinking of what the other party said in his ear last night, Leng Ling thought for a moment. After a long time, he got up from the bed and left the room.

I happened to meet Captain Fan Wu in the corridor. When he saw Leng Ling, he respectfully saluted, "Good morning, Your Highness."

"Morning," Leng Ling slowed down, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said in a calm tone, "I'm sorry to trouble you about what happened yesterday."

"Your Highness, Mr. Lean has done so much for us Cossel. Besides, these are all my duties. You don't need to be so polite."

"Is he feeling well?"

There was a hint of solemnity in Fan Wu's gray-brown eyes, "Mr. Lien's condition is not serious. He only needs to take medicine according to the doctor's instructions and he will recover quickly."

Leng Ling's pleasant voice was calm and sound, "He is very important to us, please be sure to cure him."

"I will, please don't worry, Your Highness."

"kindness."

Leng Ling made a call to Leng Xiao, reported yesterday's battle, and then went to the field hospital.

When he came to the hospital, he visited the injured soldiers and ordinary people and comforted them softly. Especially those who were seriously injured, he not only encouraged them to have the courage to face life, but also personally changed the dressing of the wounded despite the obstruction of others.

Without wearing gloves.

Lance cautiously reminded, "Your Highness, is this really appropriate? You must know that you cannot be contaminated by anything dirty."

Leng Ling's voice was indifferent but powerful, "In order to resist the invaders, these people sacrificed their blood and even their lives to win the war. How can such a holy and noble character and patriotism be considered dirty?"

"Your Highness..."

Lance opened his mouth, but couldn't find any reason to persuade him again, so he could only stand aside helplessly.

The thin body was slightly bent and squatting next to the wounded. Facing the horrific bloody wounds, Leng Ling carefully cleaned the wounded's wounds without any disgust, and raised his thin lips with sympathy and guilt.

, that perfect profile face glowed with a faint light.

Now he is like a god walking out of a painting, as if his faint smile can dissipate everyone's pain.

Lance stared blankly for a while, until Leng Ling walked up to him and finally came back to his senses, "Your Highness, are you going back?"

"You go back first."

Lance hesitated, "But Your Highness, you haven't had any rest until now. Your body..."

"This is an order," Leng Ling said these four words, walked to the injured person's side, squatted down, and continued to change the dressing without looking back.

"yes."

Lance left the field hospital and returned to his residence.

As soon as he entered the room, the phone beside the table rang loudly. As if he had a premonition of something, the expression on Lance Qingjun's face changed slightly.

He walked to the table, picked up the cold microphone, and said, "I'm Lance."

On the other end of the phone, a voice that had not appeared for a long time came faintly through the phone line, "You finally answered the phone."


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