Chapter 1237
Cheng Aifeng doesn't speak. She's fighting for ideas.
Linghao saw that she was still hesitating, and deliberately made a few sounds with her mouth, like farting. Then Cheng Aifeng immediately sat up and covered her mouth and nose and scolded him: "Linghao, you, you fart."
"It's people who have three anxieties. What are three anxieties? You should know, it's hard to bear, it's hard to control, who told you to sleep at the end of the bed, you like to smell, no wonder I. It's said that I won't touch you tonight. What are you afraid of? "
Linghao's eyes were bent and his eyebrows were smiling when he said these words.
Cheng Aifeng is not his opponent at all. He has many ways to force her to sleep here.
"You do what you say? What about you if you can't? "
"If you can't do what you say, do what you want."
Seeing what he said seriously, Cheng Aifeng finally chose to believe him, climbed to his side and lay down, but with her back to him, she didn't want to see his strong body.
When Ling Hao held her from behind, she was so scared that she grabbed his hand casually. He said dully on her head, "I said, it's just holding you and sleeping. It's not that." It's true that he is so handsome and unrestrained, and she is such a reaction.
Seriously wondering if she ever loved him?
Thinking of her attitude towards Zhong Yang, she used to chase her fiercely. Without Zhong Yang, she would die. As a result, Muya and Zhong Yang decided to fall in love. She immediately broke the relationship with a sword, which was crisp and dry.
She is clearly someone who doesn't know love.
Linghao hugs her and vows in her heart silently. He must let her have him in her heart, mind and eyes!
Ling Hao really just hugged her and didn't do anything. Cheng Aifeng's tense nerves slowly came down. Her nerves relaxed and her sleepiness came. Slowly, she fell asleep.
No more words in a night.
When the next morning, Cheng Aifeng felt that she had a big mountain on her body. It was so heavy that she could hardly breathe. No, something blocked her mouth and made her hard to breathe.
She was afraid that she would suffocate and die. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Ling Hao close by.
He was all over her and blocked her mouth. No wonder she felt it hard to breathe. It was the wolf who was making trouble.
Push his head hard, Cheng Aifeng angrily scolds: "Linghao, you don't count your words, you said you won't touch me."
Ling Hao's body still covers her. As soon as she pushes him, she touches his bare upper body. His skin is actually very good. It's slippery. She's so ashamed that she retracts her hands. Then he sticks closer.
"I don't care how I speak. I said last night that I would never touch you. Didn't I do what I said? Now it's dawn, my wife. Your internship is over. It's time to officially take office. " As he spoke, he grabbed her lips.
Take office?
Can she not take office?
Cheng Aifeng didn't have the chance to resist, and he couldn't resist. He was too strong, and he was as enthusiastic as fire. Those powerful hands kept on igniting, and finally burned her into a frenzy, so she officially took office as Mrs. Ling.
Afterwards, Cheng Aifeng curled up in Ling Hao's arms, with a strong sense of discomfort. Ling Hao was satisfied, holding her quietly in bed, waiting for her to calm down.
"Would you like a hot bath?"
Ling Hao asked thoughtfully.
Cheng Aifeng doesn't talk.
Linghao looked down at her and saw her face was uncomfortable. He kissed her face lovingly and said softly, "lie here for a while. I'll put a hot water tank for you. It'll be more comfortable to take a hot bath."
"Then you're not going to put the hot water."
Cheng Aifeng really wants to kick him out of bed.
Linghao smiled, kissed her again, and then went to help her put a full tank of hot water. After that, she took her in for a hot bath.
Cheng Aifeng drives him out.
Ling Hao came out meekly. After he changed his clothes, he went to make the bed sheet by himself. He saw the plum blossom on the bed sheet. His eyes and eyebrows were soft. She was his real wife.
After changing the sheets, Ling Hao thought of something and said to Cheng Aifeng in the bathroom, "wife, I'll go downstairs first and come back later."
Cheng Aifeng didn't respond to him.
Ling Hao doesn't care. Go downstairs first.
In the kitchen, the chef is preparing breakfast. Ling Hao goes in and orders the chef to help Cheng Aifeng stew some tonic soup. Later, let Cheng Aifeng mend his body. Coming out of the kitchen, I happened to see Aunt Er, who was brought back in the morning. Ling Hao called out with a smile, "Mom."
Aunt Er stopped in a hurry and looked at the son carefully. Since he was adopted, he rarely greeted her with a smile, not that her son did not respect her, but that her son was a little cold-blooded, giving the impression that he was a serious and difficult person to get close to.
"Mom, what's the matter?"
"Early in the morning, don't scare mom. She's old and doesn't scare you."
Ling Hao laughs, "Mom, how can I scare you?"
He went up to give his mother a hug. Aunt Er pushed him away and looked at him up and down again. "When I went out just now, I saw that the sun was rising from the East. How can I feel now that I stood in the wrong direction and read the wrong direction? The sun is rising from the West."
"Mom." Linghao is speechless. He is happy. Is that the attitude of his mother? Should he be born with a face and a balsam pear?
Her aunt teased her son and went back to the sofa to sit down. Ling Hao offered her a cup of hot water thoughtfully. "Thank you." After thanking her aunt, she asked him, "look at your face. Is my daughter-in-law doing well?"
Linghao's eyebrows and eyes are gentle. Aunt Er knows that the couple get along well. Maybe in a month or two, her daughter-in-law will have her grandson in her stomach. "Aifeng, it's good."
"I don't think you look very good, but very, very good."
Ling Hao smiles but doesn't answer.
"Linghao, since you have chosen to marry Cheng Aifeng, I hope you can always be good to her, instead of using her as a tool to have a child. I don't want to happen to you again about Donghao. Look at my younger brother. Although he is the young master of our family, he has lost his mother's love since childhood. Even if Zhang Xiao is good to him, Zhang Xiao can't replace his mother. His mother is a barrier in his heart, which is difficult for him to cross in his whole life. "
Aunt Er reminds Ling Hao of her heart and soul.
"Mom knows you like Muya very much, but Muya has only one Muya. She belongs to Zhong Yang. Later, forget Muya and live with Aifeng
"Mom." Linghao raised his smile, looked at his mother carefully, and said seriously: "I admit that I like Muya, and I have liked Muya for more than ten years, but I know that Muya and I are impossible, she can only be my sister, so I have never expressed to her, and I will not compete with Zhong Yang, as long as she can get happiness and who she marries, I bless her. Moya has become my past, I want the future, and love Feng is my future. "
He doesn't understand how his adoptive mother can say that he regards Cheng Aifeng as a tool for giving birth to children? How could he use Cheng Aifeng as a birth tool. His Ling family has no throne to inherit. It's not important for him to have children. What he wants is to have Cheng Aifeng with him for the rest of his life.
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