private marriage

Ling Nuanqing did not show any expression of shock or disbelief, as if she had expected this answer, although she was not prepared at all, this was not the first time Ling Shaocheng said this to her.

Cheng Yici wanted to stand up excitedly. "No! No—"

When Ling Shaocheng heard this, his brows were furrowed tightly. Would it be up to him to decide whether it will work or not?

"Did he touch you? Where?"

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help shaking her head, knowing what this man was most taboo about, "No, we didn't do anything."

"Really?"

"Fake!" Cheng Yici broke free from one arm and rushed over to grab Ling Nuanqing, "At this point, don't be afraid of him, tell him we want to be together!"

He is still so young, and he learned many evil and bad things through TV, "She likes me, and I like her, why do you want to intervene?"

Ling Shaocheng's chest was tight, as if a knife had been stabbed in by Ling Nuanqing himself, and now Cheng Yici was holding the handle of the knife again, and the tip of the knife twisted in his chest.The person he raised, the person he was not willing to touch, now that he likes others, he has become that redundant.

The bodyguard raised his foot and stepped on Cheng Yici's back. Seeing that he was stubborn and refused to give in, he stomped heavily several times.

Cheng Yici lay on the ground, with both palms being crushed on the soles of their feet. Ling Nuanqing turned around and saw a bodyguard grabbing his hair and lifting his head up.His back was tense, he looked up at her with his head high, and the bodyguard smashed his head to the ground again, Ling Nuanqing only heard a muffled sound in his ears, Cheng Yici seemed to faint, at every turn.

"Stop beating." Ling Nuanqing's voice pierced Ling Shaocheng's eardrums, and he lifted her up and flung her to the small bed next to her.

That bed was the cheapest plank bed, and it didn't even have Simmons. When Ling Nuanqing fell on it, the bed made a creaking sound.

Ling Shaocheng took two steps closer and saw her sitting up with her hands on her sides, "This will kill someone, don't hit me."

"It hasn't even started yet, but you're begging."

No matter how much Ling Nuanqing said, it was useless, even if she tried her best to take all the faults on herself, she still couldn't bear some consequences.

The two bodyguards didn't spare Cheng Yici because of his half-dead appearance, they started punching and kicking him.

There were several hits on the soft ribs, and the pain made Cheng Yici gradually react. He covered his head with his hands, but there was nowhere for him to escape.

At this moment, Ling Nuanqing seemed to be being framed to accept Ling Chi. She didn't dare to look at Cheng Yici. He used to be such a lively and shining character, but since he approached her, he has been ruined by her. up.

Blood came out of Cheng Yici's mouth and nose, and drops of red fell on the concrete floor.

Ling Nuanqing was anxious and panicked, but she couldn't do anything. It felt like watching the person she liked, who was dying, but she couldn't help at all!

Ling Nuanqing stood up and pushed Ling Shaocheng's chest hard. "You let him go, let him go!"

Ling Shaocheng smiled coldly at the corners of his eyes, "Yeah, I hold you so high, I wish I could keep it in my heart, so I never teach you how to beg for help, because I know you don't need to beg for help if you follow me!"

Sure enough, to this day, she doesn't even have the basic attitude of asking for help.

Ling Nuanqing drooped her shoulders and kept repeating. "This will kill him."

"It's best to die, it also breaks your mind, doesn't it?"

Cheng Yici curled up on the ground, seemingly motionless. The most frightening thing was that Ling Shaocheng still had no intention of stopping, he was completely indifferent.

Ling Nuanqing walked up to him, she stretched out her hands, as if she wanted to grab his collar, but her hands fell on the front and back of Ling Shaocheng's chest, and she retracted her palms little by little.

She leaned her head on his shoulder, "Let him go, I'll give it to you."

"What?" Ling Shaocheng sneered a little when he asked this question.

Ling Nuanqing backed away, she only wore a very thin T-shirt when she was sleeping, she held the hem of the shirt, no matter how many men were standing in the room, she actually wanted to take off her clothes directly.

Ling Shaocheng saw that her delicate waistline was exposed, and above that was her fair skin, every inch of it stimulated him.

"Don't—" Cheng Yici opened his eyes and looked around, just in time to see this scene.

Ling Shaocheng pressed Ling Nuanqing's arm, and winked at the two bodyguards, "I'm so fond of stealing other people's things, I'll let you have a taste, what does it mean to be able to hear but not to covet, so that I won't get used to you when you stretch out your hand?" The fault of grabbing!"

The bodyguard understood and lifted Cheng Yici from the ground. He had already guessed what was going to happen next, and he struggled violently, "Let me go! Don't hurt her!"

He was pulled to go out, but he didn't leave this room, but was pushed into the simple bathroom.

The bathroom is separated from the bedroom by a door that can hardly block the sound. One of the walls is double-sided frosted glass, and Ling Nuanqing can vaguely see the figure inside.

"You let him out!"

Ling Shaocheng looked over and heard her voice sharpen. "Don't let him stay here, can you let him go?"

"Nuannuan, it's not like this when dealing with people. You hand over people and deliver goods." Now Cheng Yici is like this.

Ling Nuanqing felt extremely humiliated, Ling Shaocheng glanced at the bed, none of this was close to the scene he had imagined, he had thought of arranging her the most romantic and ceremonial place.He has been waiting for her to dedicate herself to him, but now?

When Ling Shaocheng came back to his senses, he saw Ling Nuanqing holding the corners of her clothes with both hands, and she lifted up her blouse, revealing the black bra underneath.

Ling Shaocheng's breathing was a little short, and his eyes were fixed on her collarbone. Ling Nuanqing wanted to protect her body with both hands. She couldn't stand the man's unabashed and hot eyes, so she lowered her gaze. "Is this okay?"

"Of course not enough, continue."

Ling Shaocheng didn't want to put the best at the end, "I'll ask you again, did he touch you?"

Ling Nuanqing shook her head, as if afraid that he would not believe it, "Really not."

The man raised his hand and hooked her chin upwards, "This kind of thing can't fool me, I'll find out later, can't I?"

Cheng Yici's voice was clearly heard from the bathroom, dull and painful, "Ling Nuanqing, I don't need you to sacrifice yourself for me, you better stop, ah—"

The last voice was drowned in the cries of pain. Ling Nuanqing saw a black figure squatting on the ground, she quickly took off her trousers, the dim light shrouded her body, Ling Shaocheng's eyes became darker and darker, "Take off, hurry up."