The gentle kiss was like flying flowers in April, not as strong and possessive as before.
Leng Ling closed her eyes tightly, her long eyelashes swept across her eyelids like butterfly wings, and her reddish cheeks were a charming red, so beautiful that it was intoxicating.
Li En looked at Leng Ling from close range, hugged his slightly trembling waist, and carefully took the other person's slippery tongue into his mouth, as if he was tasting the most beautiful taste in the world.
His kiss had a refreshing sweetness, the fragrance mixed with orchids and black tea, and the sweet honey, which made Lien almost forget everything.
There was a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and a strong desire was clamoring somewhere in Lien's body.
I want to own him, I want to rub him into my own bones and blood, and be tightly bound to him like this until the end of the world.
Leng Ling noticed the changes in Li En's body, quickly opened his eyes and pushed him away.
"Why don't you continue?"
Leng Ling gently wiped the fluid from the corner of her mouth and panted slightly, "Go back to the room quickly."
Lean teased, "Oh? Can I interpret your words as going back to the room to continue the next thing?"
Leng Ling's misty eyes looked at Lien, and the pleasant voice was mixed with indescribable sourness, "We can't."
Rean raised his eyebrows, "Why?"
Leng Ling turned his head and refused to answer. He left the somewhat unhappy Lien behind and focused his attention on the grand piano by the floor-to-ceiling window.
The bright lights slanted on the dark and shiny ceiling, showing a unique kind of beauty and tranquility in this luxurious living room.
Slowly walking to the side of it, Leng Ling opened the piano cover. The black and white keys glowed with a dull color. He stretched out his fingertips faintly and touched it, feeling its cold touch.
Slowly sitting down, his slender white fingers touched the keys lightly, and the sound of the piano flowed out from his fingers like running water, lingering in the empty room.
Staring at the thin figure sitting in front of the piano, listening to the familiar melody full of beautiful past, those beautiful memories sleeping in Lien's heart were awakened again, and the anger in his chest disappeared.
Leng Ling closed her eyes, her long and thick eyelashes sometimes fluttering high and sometimes trembling gently with the melody being chanted in a low voice, completely immersed in the playing.
A familiar breath came closer, and at some point, Lien sat next to him.
Four hands played on the keys at the same time without any hesitation. The clear and soft high notes gradually became louder under the playing of slender fingers. The steady and powerful bass melody was driven by the player's skillful fingering and strong emotions.
Below, it echoes it naturally.
In my memory, when the breeze was gentle, Leng Ling was taken out by Li En to play, wandering in the vast mountains and greenery all over the mountains and plains.
That was the first and only time that I boldly skipped class in order to go to the beautiful spring scenery hidden in the mountains behind the military school.
At that time, it felt like the world was so big, time slipped away, and I held each other's hand for the first time. There were only two of them in such a big and quiet world.
Finally, after all the twists and turns, they, tired from walking, walked into the Peach Blossom Spring under the layers of covering branches.
It was a basin. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, pure wild lilies bloomed all over the mountains and fields. Their white and tender petals were stained with the warm red of the setting sun, as if they were burning with their own life.
Such splendid beauty burns brightly where no one appreciates it.
At that moment, I was deeply shocked, and just like that, it was deeply engraved in my mind and lingered.
At the end of the song, Leng Ling slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the familiar face in his memory.
The man stared at Leng Ling, and his deep voice slowly rose, "Ling, I will always be yours."
A touch of sadness flashed across Leng Ling's face, and he lowered his eyes and remained silent.
Lean leaned forward, moved closer to Leng Ling's slightly bowed head, and gently pressed his lips to his smooth forehead.
"Your Highness, Mr. Lean, it's bedtime."
Jerry's mechanical voice was like a sharp knife, cutting through the leisurely atmosphere of the living room and bringing the two of them back to reality.
"I know," Leng Ling closed the piano cover, his watery gaze passing by Li En's side, got up and walked towards the stairs leading to the bedroom on the second floor.
When Li En saw Leng Ling leaving, he followed suit and prepared to go up to the second floor.
"Mr. Lean," Jerry called to Lean.
Lean turned sideways slightly and cast his cold gaze directly on Jerry's face, "What's the matter?"
"Are you in love with His Highness?"
Jerry's handsome face was expressionless, but his words hit the mark.
The golden pupils flashed faintly, "So what?"
"It is impossible for you and His Highness."
A sarcastic sneer appeared at the corner of Li En's lips, "As a housekeeper, what qualifications do you have to interfere in Ling and I's affairs?"
Jerry's voice was calm, "I just want to remind you that His Highness is the pride of the Leng family and the hope of Lanson. He is pure and holy and will never be allowed to be touched by anyone. As his knight, all you have to do is always be loyal to
Him, rather than having any feelings for him other than loyalty."
"I've already fallen in love with him, and," the cold lip line quietly evoked a hint of provocation, "I've already touched him, from the inside out."
"You..." Jerry opened his eyes in disbelief, with hidden anger burning in his gray eyes, "You actually..."
"Jerry, come here."
The cold voice was devoid of any emotion, and Leng Ling's thin figure stood at the entrance of the corridor.
"Yes, Your Highness."
Jerry turned around and followed Leng Ling up to the second floor.
The two of them walked in the luxurious corridor in silence. Leng Ling opened the bedroom door and quickly closed the door after Jerry came in.
"What happened to Xiaolin's legs?"
Jerry looked deeply at Leng Ling, staring at the two endless black deep lakes, his handsome face gradually solidified.
Finally, I asked.
The thing that I had been worrying about all day was finally revealed from his mouth.
Jerry lowered his eyes and said nothing.
The voice was light, with a hint of questioning, "Jerry, answer me."
Ji Rui suddenly raised his head, his eyes calm, "Your Highness, there are some things you'd better not know."
Leng Ling was unmoved by Jerry's answer, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together, "Why?"
"Knowing too much won't do you any good."
Leng Ling closed her palms tightly, and black anger was already on her handsome face, "I handed Xiaolin over to you, why did she become like this?"
Jerry's deep voice was filled with unspeakable sourness, "Your Highness, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of Your Highness Lin. This was my dereliction of duty. Please punish me."
The black eyes flashed with the bloodthirsty coldness of a cheetah, "Tell me, who is it?"
