The emperor's sweet wife

Chapter 14

Chapter 16

After Ye Ting finished speaking, it was obvious that Ling Wei's pretty cheeks flushed a little.

"..." Ling Wei was speechless, and raised her eyes to glance at him. At this moment, his expression seemed quite happy.

Ling Wei snorted in her heart, she finally saw some clues.In fact, Ye Ting was not as frivolous as he appeared, he was just trying to annoy her on purpose, probably because he felt that her angry appearance made him secretly happy?Or could it be said... that it would be more pleasing to him to piss her off to death?
Ye Ting glanced at her caricature, and said with a dark face, "You violated my portrait rights, and even made me die, you have to compensate me for the loss."

Ling Wei picked up a small bamboo fan, fanned it, glanced at him and said, "If the copyright is sold, you will get 25%."

As soon as she waved the small fan in her hand, Ye Ting smelled an elegant fragrance.

Like a magnolia flower, as soon as the fragrance dissipated, the restlessness in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Deal?" Ling Wei frowned and stared into his eyes.

Ye Ting never expected Ling Wei to say such a thing.Originally, he was purely looking for faults, but since she expressed her position like this, if he picks thorns again, he will look like a petite.What's more, he doesn't care about this small amount of money at all.He only cares about his image!But comics belong to comics, and the gap with real people is still quite large.

Her fan continued to fan, and the elegant fragrance rushed towards him one after another.This faint aroma is refreshing.

With the dancing of her wrist, the fragrance soon filled his side, he suppressed his impetuousness, and did not speak again.

Seeing that he had acquiesced, Ling Wei put down her fan and smiled slyly.This fan is her magic weapon...the most calming and calming.

She moved her eyes, twitched the corners of her mouth, held the pen with her slender fingers, and wrote a "contract": Caiwei's work XX, comic book publishing, game adaptation, Mr. Ye Ting's 25% stratification.Time: X month X day, X year.

After finishing writing, he signed his name and pushed it in front of Ye Ting.

Ye Ting glanced at it, then turned away with eyes full of sarcasm.

Do not sign down!Give you money, you still despise it!Ling Wei ignored him, she would keep her promise anyway!She buried her head and continued to draw.After another two hours of drawing, my eyes were dazzled.

She put down her pen and closed her eyes to rest.Suddenly, I felt a pair of eyes staring at her.

When she turned her head, she saw his scrutinizing gaze directly on her face. "You haven't slept yet?"

At this time, under the dim wall lamp, his lonely and handsome face was covered with a blush, an abnormal blush.

She frowned slightly.

Walking to his side, I raised my hand to try it on his forehead, it was hot! "You have a fever. Is the wound inflamed?" He had a gunshot wound and didn't go to the hospital. He could easily get an infection.

"Small problem, just get some sleep."

Ling Wei didn't speak, turned around to look through the backpack, took out a "cooling sticker" from inside, tore it open, and "slapped" it on his forehead.

"..."

His black eyes stared at the words on the package of "Cooling Patch", and his complexion was extremely dark, "Cooling Patch for Infants and Toddlers"!What the hell is this?

He tore it off violently.Who the hell is an infant? !
Ling Wei suddenly snatched the "fever-reducing sticker" and stuck it on his forehead again with a "slap".

"If you want to burn it into meningitis, just tear it up!"

She is quite ruthless, and her eyes are also fierce.Ye Ting stared at her with even more fierce eyes! "Shua" tore off the antipyretic sticker, "I'm burned to death, I don't need this thing!" His hot air burned her face, making her suffocate.

"Mindless!" Ling Wei took half a step back, leaving him alone, took a bath in her pajamas, and went to sleep.

After sleeping until midnight, this guy got dizzy with fever and started talking nonsense, "Damned old man! How dare you threaten me with money! I'm short of everything, and I don't lack money!"

"Hmph—what's so much about Princess Isa?—Marry her? Dreaming!"

"What's your plan, don't I know? You want to control me, and you don't ask me if I agree!"

"Do you think I can give in if you force me? No one told you that I copied the oil base in Abu Dhaka?"

"Hmph! There are also Mengjiaguo's military factories and the Russian Federation's natural gas, yes! It's all me!"

"..."

Ling Wei strained her ears to listen...

She didn't wake him up, and listened to him swearing like a show.

This guy's mocking mode is fully turned on, even dreaming... his mouth is so unforgiving.

After scolding for a while, she probably understood what he meant.His family's business spread all over the world, and the family forced him to marry some kind of princess... Then, he was unwilling and confronted the family forcefully.

And use iron and blood to destroy the family business.

……

Ling Wei listened with great interest, but only as a play.Because, people who are in a state of insanity are talking in dreams... Naturally, they don't have to take it seriously.

I just think... his dream is so wonderful!
If this is the reality, it is really... a history of bitterness and tears.

He was still talking nonsense, Ling Wei was half a meter away from him, and she could feel him like a piece of red coal, almost burning spontaneously.

Reluctantly, she got up, went to the bathroom to get a washbasin, and took half a basin of cold water.

Come out with a basin in hand, put a white towel in the water, soak it wet and wring it dry.

"Slap" on his forehead.

Life is a matter of life and death, don't blame me for neglecting you.

He hummed, and the sleep talk gradually decreased.

When he woke up at five o'clock in the morning, he unexpectedly found a neatly folded white towel on his forehead...

(End of this chapter)