The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 182 Luo Jia Looks for Chu Lingling Late at Night
The beloved concubine was pissed to death.

Luo Jia also vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

It was only then that Chu Lingling realized that some people have a sweet heart, promise you a future, and dazzle your eyes, it is not as good as the stitches and threads of the people around you, and he also arranges for you temporarily.

Luo Jia is the one who can only do but not speak.

When she was about to die, Chu Lingling realized that she believed in the wrong person.

But she finally had the chance to do it all over again.

In her life, she will never trust anyone wrong again. She will rely on her own prophet to overcome obstacles for Luo Jia, pave the way and build a car, so that he can be crowned a great treasure.

May his life be safe and smooth.

This is what Chu Lingling owes Luo Jia.

In this life, Luo Jia will still like him, and when the time comes, the two of them will live together and be the most honorable couple in the world.

The picture freezes, and finally the first prince thrusts the sword into his chest with a ferocious face.

Chu Lingling jumped from the bed and sat up in shock.

Ever since she was reborn, Chu Lingling has always dreamed about the scene of her being killed, which was like a nightmare, making her sleepless and restless every time.

"Ah!!!" Chu Lingling screamed and shrank to the corner of the bed suddenly, because there was a person standing in front of her bed. Wearing a black hat.

Chu Lingling held the dagger under her pillow and stared fiercely at the other party: "Who are you?"

"Why trespass on my boudoir? You know, I am the county magistrate's own daughter!"

After Chu Lingling finished warning, she found that the other party was still silent, and this figure also looked familiar.

Chu Lingling picked up the dagger and pointed at Luo Jia: "If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened, and we haven't seen it before."

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will call someone!"

"At that time, you will not be able to fly even if you have wings. If you are short of money, there are bank notes in the drawer above my dressing table. You can take as much as you want."

Chu Lingling was powerless, so she really didn't dare to fight head-on. She could call someone, but she was afraid that if someone came, the other party would kill herself.

Then the loss outweighs the gain. She was born again, not for nothing.

But the other party still didn't move, Chu Lingling's heart was in her throat, her eyes rolled down sharply, trying to see who she had offended.

As a result, the opponent moved.

He stretched out his slender fingers, and directly lifted the black veil.

The black gauze, accompanied by the white fingertips, has a thrilling beauty.

Intuitively, Chu Lingling felt that this person must be good-looking.

The next moment, the man revealed a gracefully curved chin, a delicate upper jaw, cherry blossom-pink lips, and a straight bridge of nose.

Little by little, Chu Lingling's sense of familiarity became more and more, and finally when Hei Sha left those eyes that were as cold as thousands of years.

The horror on Chu Lingling's face instantly turned into surprise.

"Wang... Mr. Luo?"

She almost called her a prince, but Chu Lingling bit her tongue just in time.

"Mr. Luo, you came to Lingling late at night, but what's the matter?"

Lonely men and widows in the middle of the night, in one room, Chu Lingling was so excited that they all squeezed tightly, she knew it!

Although Luo Jia never said that he liked him in his previous life, he must have his own in his heart, otherwise, how could he use his last strength to send himself away?

This person can't speak, but is affectionate.

Just like now, Luo Jia didn't lie to himself before, but now he came to him, did he want to show his heart to him?

　PS: Luo Jia, Jia Zi in this life, and Luo Jia in the previous life are not the same person at all.

　　It has nothing to do with Chu Lingling, and the clip only belongs to Yuncheng.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)