The Exclusive Beloved Lord Xiao is Wife Controlled

Chapter 110 Getting up early

Ling Yutian took out an ointment from his pocket, squeezed out the size of a mung bean, and spread it evenly on her face. His movements were cautious, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person in front of him.

Helping her cover the quilt, he got up and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, a pair of small hands wrapped around his waist tightly. He didn't wake up, and he didn't know what he dreamed of. He cried heartbrokenly, "Don't go, I beg you!" Don't go, this time, don't leave me alone, I'm afraid..."

In the wilderness in the dream, the stars are lonely, he stands under a big shining tree, looks noble and mysterious, indifferent and alienated, he calls her Miss, he says he is leaving.

If it was the previous life, she would not do too much to keep him away if he wanted to, but now, he is her only obsession, she is reluctant to let him go, and feels that once he leaves, her world will fall into an abyss that will never be restored.

She was afraid of betrayal, humiliation, death, all kinds of things in the previous life, but with him around, she was not afraid of anything.

She put her arms around his waist and begged him pitifully to stay, but her hands passed through his body, and at that moment she panicked and couldn't help crying.

Isn't it enough to see him during the day?Even dreaming at night...

The crease between Ling Yutian's eyebrows involuntarily deepened, he opened her fingers angrily, however, the girl subconsciously dragged him over to the bed, she leaned close to his ear and warned him childishly, "I don't care, you are my one day Those who belong to me will be mine for the rest of my life, and I will not allow you to leave unless you step over my dead body."

Ling Yutian: "..."

Where does she get the strength?Where did you get the guts?Did she think she could do whatever she wanted to him just because she was trapped in a nightmare?
I wanted to push her away, but she was not only unscrupulous when she was trapped in the dream, but also seemed to be quite strong.

"I'm angry, please say something nice to coax me." His voice was cold, very cold, but nice.

Since she said he was hers, then let her be presumptuous this time, but next time he won't be so easy to talk to.

The sadness in Jiang Luoluo's heart seemed to be healed by this voice. She walked out of the dream and fell asleep peacefully in his arms. Her sweet sleeping face was almost as holy as a god.

The person in his arms was entwined like vines, not to mention retreating completely, it was very difficult for him to even move.

With his hands pillowed behind his head, he spent the whole night aggrieved, and only got out after dawn.

Most of the redness and swelling on the girl's face disappeared, Ling Yutian put the ointment on the table and left directly from the main entrance.

Nan Jue, who was hiding in the dark, ran over immediately, with an aunt's smile on his face, "Master, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, did you wake up a little early?"

"Get out!" Ling Yutian straightened his messy suit, and his expression returned to his usual cool and abstinence.

Nan Jue touched his nose maliciously. Didn't he pass the exam last night with pride?Why does he still look unhappy? Who messed with him.

"Let me see that gossip face of yours again, and I'll tear it apart!" Ling Yutian put down his harsh words and strode forward.

Nan Jue was shocked, he was clearly wearing a mask, "Master, please walk slowly, let's talk."

Not long after Ling Yutian left, Jiang Luoluo woke up, she felt as if something had left her side.

He looked down at his watch, it was time to get up and move his muscles.

When the sun had just risen, thick smoke billowed in the sky above Wutong Garden, and the sky was full of flames.

The sudden fire made the servants very busy, and everyone in the main villa area was too disturbed to live in peace.

Feng Chiyao had thick dark circles under his eyes, he stopped a servant casually, "Where's Jiang Luoluo?"

The servant looked ashamed, and he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "I don't know, maybe I'm still resting inside, but the fire is so big, it's estimated that when the fire truck comes over, even the slag will be gone."

(End of this chapter)