The evil king protects the short

Chapter 272 Leaving her alone in the palace

Afterwards, Jin Xi obediently withdrew from Jinluan Palace.

As soon as Jin Xi left, Ni Ling in Zong Zehong's arms burst into tears, and pushed Zong Zehong away forcefully.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Hugging her body, Ni Ling shrank to the corner of the dragon bed, glaring at Zong Zehong angrily, with a look of wariness on her face.

Zong Zehong had never seen Linger guarding against him like this before.

Thinking of the former Ling'er who would cling to him no matter what, and never looked at him with such eyes, Zong Zehong couldn't help feeling a burst of regret in his heart.

Is he too anxious?
"Linger..."

Zong Zehong froze in shock when he saw Ni Ling, who had even taken off her obscene pants, and looked at her little injured face.

At this moment, looking at Shang Ling'er's pure eyes, although the heat is still there and the impatience is unbearable, but he is shrouded in a sense of guilt. When did he, Zong Zehong, have such a useless moment?

In front of him was a little white rabbit that was about to be dismantled into its belly, but he didn't dare to step forward to exert any force on her.

"Ling'er, be good, come into my arms, okay?"

Stretching his hands towards Ni Ling, Zong Zehong spoke softly and affectionately.

"do not want!"

Refused, Ni Ling pulled the brocade quilt with a sob, and covered her naked body. This little aggrieved look seemed as if Zong Zehong had done something heinous to her.

"Okay, don't come here, but Ling'er don't look at me with such eyes, okay?"

Zong Zehong coaxed patiently, and quietly, little by little, approached Ni Ling who was huddled in the corner.

"But you really...really hurt me."

Muttering dissatisfiedly, Ni Ling was wrapped in a quilt, insisting that only her head was exposed, fully on guard, for fear that Zong Zehong would treat her like just now.

"Okay, my fault."

With a strong pull, Zong Zehong suddenly hugged Ni Ling into his arms together with the quilt.

"I apologize to you, Ling'er is not angry, okay?"

Sniffing, hiding under the blanket, Ni Ling whimpered.

"You...you can't treat me like you did just now!"

"How?"

Zong Zehong pulled back the quilt suddenly, got in together, grabbed the little body that was about to escape with one hand, and hugged him forcefully.

Kneading her beauty vigorously, a deep and seductive magnetic voice escaped, "Is that so? Or..." The thin lips kissed again, "This way? Or..." The big palm slowly moved down, Once again tentatively stretched into the snow-white and soft space... As a result...

"Don't do this!" With a soft voice, Fenxin's palm suddenly grabbed Zong Zehong's hand that was about to attack again, "Otherwise I will get angry and ignore you!"

Zong Zehong sighed heavily, and withdrew his hand...

She buried her head in Ling'er's chest and paused for a moment, then quickly exposed her upper body, got off the dragon bed, and said without looking back: "I'm going to deal with something, come back later, you sleep first."

He didn't dare to look back, resisting the desire to eat up Ling'er, gritted his teeth, put on the dragon robe, and left the palace.

And looking at Zong Zehong's firm and resolute leaving back...

Thinking back to the endless beauty just before being hurt...

Ni Ling opened her big eyes, looking at the slightly shining night pearl on the top of the bed.

What Zong Zehong did to her just now is extremely familiar... Last time she peeked at the Emperor of Heaven and Goddess Yunyu, didn't they also do what Zong Zehong did to her?

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