private marriage

Ling Nuanqing was sitting in the car going, trembling with anxiety, her hands had been untied, leaving a circle of red marks.

She was thinking about various countermeasures in her mind. Ling Shaocheng was fine, which meant that she was on the verge of death.

She thought of countless excuses, but she didn't have any confidence in being able to escape safely.

The car was driving on the unnamed alley in Liyang City. The bluestone slabs were spliced ​​together in one place, and the surrounding streets and alleys had been around for a long time.

This is not going to the hotel where Ling Shaocheng is staying, Ling Nuanqing can tear the scar on her neck with every breath.

At the destination, Ling Nuanqing was kicked out of the car, but when she looked up, she saw a theater.

As the footsteps stepped in, the sound of opera tunes entered the ear, winding and pleasant, Ling Nuanqing was brought into the inner hall, and there were people in costumes singing, reciting, and fighting on the spacious high stage, provoking a lively scene. good show.

It was supposed to be a hall full of people, but now there is only Ling Shaocheng in the audience.

The man sat with his back facing Ling Nuanqing, with his back straight, humming a tune, and tapping out the rhythm with his fingers on the table.

Ling Nuanqing was pushed hard from behind, and she staggered forward. Both sides of the stage were covered with red lanterns, and the bright colors shone on her pale face, forming the most tragic contrast.

Why didn't she know before that Ling Shaocheng liked to listen to operas?
Ling Nuanqing walked forward bravely. The closer she got to the man's surrounding area, the more her breathing became short of breath. Fortunately, the sound of drums on the stage masked her long panic.

Ling Nuanqing came to Ling Shaocheng's side, bent down, and smiled shyly, her words were full of flattery. "Mr. Ling, I'm relieved to see you so energetic."

Ling Shaocheng's interest in watching a good show was interrupted by someone, he opened his palm slightly and pressed it on the edge of the table, his gaze squinted over, stabbing Ling Nuanqing overwhelmed.

"Hey." She grinned at him.

Ling Shaocheng came here today 100% to settle accounts with her. There is no doubt that Ling Nuanqing saw that he did not speak, and came behind Ling Shaocheng as if to please him, and raised her hands to pinch his shoulders.

"what are you doing!"

Ming Yue came out of nowhere, and pointed her hands in Ling Nuanqing's direction. She didn't dare to move, for fear that if she pinched her, dozens of holes would be pierced in her body by Ling Shaocheng's bodyguards.

"Mr. Ling, I can explain that matter."

"Really?" Ling Shaocheng's voice was cold and cold, "You should explain it to me."

"I don't know what happened. I saw the waiter running away quickly, so I could only run..."

This reason was too lame, Ling Nuanqing pretended to be too scared, "I have never seen such a battle, my legs were so frightened at that time, I should have called the police after thinking about it."

Ling Shaocheng couldn't see Ling Nuanqing's expression, so he nodded his hand in front of him, signaling Ling Nuanqing to stand in another place.

She walked in front of him, and Ling Shaocheng was sitting in the mahogany carved seat, majestic and dignified, like a handsome young man in his early years, with a suave air of his own.

"Mr. Ling..." Ling Nuanqing imitated the coquettishness of those women, and wanted to act coquettishly to trick her.

It's a pity that she doesn't have that pretty face.

This accent, combined with the face under her mask, is just two words, funny.

"Are your legs weak from fright?" Ling Shaocheng crossed his legs, and his right leg shook rhythmically, "I see you run faster than anyone else."

"I have never experienced the world, so you can laugh at me."

Ling Shaocheng put his hands on the handle of the seat, "Then show me a show, and let me see how you rolled and crawled at that time."

"What?" Ling Nuanqing frowned slightly.

"Can't understand people's words?"

"Mr. Ling should be angry, I crawl..."

Ling Nuanqing squatted down while talking, Ling Shaocheng lowered his legs, leaned forward and stared at her every move. She pressed the palms of her hands on the ground, but she couldn't press her knees down.

"No one has climbed it?"

Ling Nuanqing's head was depressed, her breathing was congested in her chest, her legs were trembling, Ling Shaocheng smiled coldly, "This movement is not difficult, have you never done it in a man's bed?"

"Mr. Ling, you really know how to joke."

"Put your hands on your hands and kneel down on your knees. Isn't this posture unfamiliar?"

Ling Shaocheng's words were utterly insulting, and Ling Nuanqing was even more ashamed than this action.She bit her lips tightly, her legs were sore and numb, and she pressed her knees to the ground.

"That's right. How did you crawl and run? Do it again for me."

Ling Shaocheng lowered his head and stared at Ling Nuanqing's lowly and humble appearance, it's really funny, just because he called Miss, a cake, he actually thought she was Ling Nuanqing?

If this woman was Ling Nuanqing, he would dare to eat her!
Ling Nuanqing moved forward, Ling Shaocheng raised his leg and stepped on her shoulder lightly, she couldn't move, but he didn't intend to stop.

She could only struggle forward and continue to raise her hand, Ling Nuanqing's breathing was rapid, she knew Ling Shaocheng better than anyone else, it was useless for her to fool him like this, maybe she would be tortured to death by him today.

Ling Nuanqing suddenly used her strength, and Ling Shaocheng's leg fell to the ground, and she quickly hugged the man's thigh. "Mr. Ling, I confess, you spared my life."

"Confession of what?"

"Someone told me to bring you there, or it would kill me. I dare not disobey Mr. Ling, I don't want to die..." Ling Nuanqing wrapped her hands around the man's legs and began to kowtow , and tapped his forehead on Ling Shaocheng's thigh.

"Go away."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't listen, Ling Shaocheng reached out and grabbed her hair, "Who asked you to do it?"

How dare Ling Nuanqing betray Brother Hai. "I don't know each other. They came to the door suddenly. They all look like door gods."

"Don't try to fool me either. You were standing on the second floor watching the fun, and I could see it clearly."

"No, no, no, I've had the guts to watch your excitement. I was... frightened, yes, I couldn't react." Ling Nuanqing continued to hug Ling Shaocheng's thigh tightly.

There were guys delivering tea and snacks in the theater, and the table next to Ling Shaocheng was soon filled with food.

The man let go of his hand and asked Ling Nuanqing to stand up, "Come, have something to eat."

Is this a relief?
At least he listened to what she said?

Ling Nuanqing's heart relaxed, she let go of her tightly bound hands and stood up.

Ling Shaocheng took a plate of cut fruits, "Taste it."

She looked over, and the blood in her body gradually solidified, it was Huang Tao.

Ling Shaocheng brought the plate to Ling Nuanqing, "Eat it all."

"Mr. Ling is polite, but I'm very hungry, let me have some pastries."

"It's okay." Ling Shaocheng said, and came over with a plate of pastries, "The freshly made yellow peach cakes are burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. These are yours, eat them up."