Hey, that big guy, I've teased

Chapter 188 I miss you in my life

When Sheng Ying woke up, she felt an indescribable feeling all over her body, as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing on her, itching and uncomfortable.

When Ling Chengzhi came in, he saw her sitting on the bed scratching and scratching, as if her body was covered with fleas.

He looked suspicious: "Aying, what's wrong with you?"

Is it possible that there are side effects of heartbleed?
Ling Chengzhi couldn't believe it.

Sheng Ying didn't care about his back, and was itching like crazy, so he turned his back to Ling Chengzhi: "Come here and scratch my back for me."

"Ah... oh, yes!"

Ling Chengzhi approached Sheng Ying and scratched her clothes twice, which made her very annoyed: "Go in, use your strength."

Sheng Ying was angry, but she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she said.

Ling Chengzhi blushed suddenly, slipped his hand from the hem of his clothes, and scratched back and forth along her back.

Sheng Ying squinted her eyes and sighed heavily: "It's strange, it feels like my bones are itching, it's very uncomfortable."

Ling Chengzhi also felt incredible: "Then should I go to the hospital?"

"No, it's much better now. Oh, by the way, Ling Chengzhi, I seemed to be dizzy before?"

Sheng Ying belatedly recalled that she fainted in the villa, and suddenly turned to look at Ling Chengzhi, only to find that his face was flushed.

"Yo, are you shy?" She seemed to have discovered a new world, her eyes widened, "Fuck, you are so thick-skinned, how can you be shy?"

Ling Chengzhi looked at her expressionlessly, then suddenly pulled up her underwear strap and flicked it back hard.

Sheng Ying shrank her shoulders, and blushed when she lowered her head: "Then what, don't scratch."

"You say you won't scratch if you don't scratch?" Ling Chengzhi was motivated, "If I want to scratch, if you still have any itches, I am very willing to do it for you."

"Go away—"

Sheng Ying shoved Ling Chengzhi embarrassingly, but instead of pushing away, he hugged her tightly instead.

He buried his head in Sheng Ying's shoulder and whispered softly: "Aying, Aying, marry me..."

Although it was just a love story, Sheng Ying still felt palpitations.

She thought, wanted to marry him.

"Ling Chengzhi, what happened when I was in a coma?" Sheng Ying changed the subject, not daring to talk about marriage with Ling Chengzhi.

"Nothing happened. The wizard said that your condition can be controlled, so you are not allowed to mention death any more in the future."

"Controllable?" Sheng Ying turned to look at him in disbelief.

She had been sentenced to death many years ago, so it was hard to believe in such absurd things with one-sided words.

Ling Chengzhi's eyes were shining brightly: "It's really controllable, trust me."

Sheng Ying was noncommittal, shrugged and said, "Anyway, thank you for finding those wizards through all kinds of hardships."

He smiled slightly: "Indeed, it cost me a lot of money, and you can't afford it anymore."

"Then what should I do, my little money is not enough for your teeth."

"It doesn't matter, if you change your identity, you can spend my money, eat my food, wear my clothes, and I have to serve you."

Although the atmosphere at this time was very ambiguous, Ling Chengzhi said these words extremely seriously.

Anyway, she was already on his account book.

Sheng Ying chuckled: "Do you like looking for abuse so much? Are you sick!"

"Well, I'm sick, and your illness is missing in my life."

"Damn Ling Cheng knows you're so nasty, get up—"

With such an interruption, the passion in her body went down, Sheng Ying pushed Ling Chengzhi away and got out of bed, opened the window to take a breath of fresh air.

"Ling Chengzhi, it's raining."

"is it?"

After coming back for so long, he didn't notice that it was raining outside.

At this moment, I suddenly heard Zhang's mother shouting downstairs: "Miss Yin, it's raining, where are you going?"

(End of this chapter)