Qingyan Qing turned around and she hugged Zhan Linghan.

Qingyan raised her head and stared at Zhan Linghan's face with moist eyes. The lines on his face became cold and hard. Qingyan took the initiative to straighten up and kiss Zhan Linghan's chin.

She learned what he had done to her and chewed his chin gently.

Her soft touch made Zhan Linghan's emotions soften in an instant. When Zhan Linghan looked at Qingyan, Qingyan was already buried in Zhan Linghan's neck.

Her teeth bit his thick shoulders, because she couldn't bite the iron-like skin on his shoulder and neck, Qingyan could only lower her head and kiss his slender collarbone.

"Ling Han, don't be angry, I really didn't mean it..." Qingyan begged him in a low voice, and Zhan Linghan's heart naturally softened into a pool of water.

"I'm really angry." Zhan Linghan's voice was so cold. Listening to his voice, Qingyan's heart trembled.

"Do you think you can please me by kissing me a few times?" Zhan Linghan seemed to be determined this time.

Qingyan raised her head and looked at him with worry, as if she was thinking about what to do to relieve Zhan Linghan. At this time, it seemed that no matter what Zhan Linghan asked her to do, Qingyan would do it without hesitation.

"Ling Han..." The delicate and soft voice lengthened the ending sound, and Qingyan rubbed her forehead against Zhan Linghan's chest.

Zhan Linghan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. It was so fatal! Qingyan's spoiled behavior was so coquettish that he could not resist!

Just as Zhan Linghan spoke again, Qingyan looked at Zhan Linghan's handsome face with his eyes closed. She didn't know the courage she had brought, so she stood up and kissed the other person's lips.

Zhan Linghan fell backwards, and Qingyan supported his hands on both sides of his arms.

Qingyan didn't adjust her posture either, so she bent down and kissed him.

In the lingering moments, the temperature in the room heats up again.

Originally, Zhan Linghan was holding the bed sheet with both hands, Qingyan was kissing him, but when he was holding it in, he was about to tear the bed sheet apart, Zhan Linghan could no longer bear it, and his wide palm held Qingyan's thighs.

Qingyan lay on him and hummed softly.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and supported her body.

Zhan Linghan just planned to forgive Qingyan, but seeing that she was about to get off her, the expression on Zhan Linghan's face turned cold again.

“Where to go?”

Qingyan said embarrassedly: "I seem to have a period..."

Zhan Linghan fell on the bed, looked at the ceiling with a desperate look on his face, and Qingyan got out of bed and hurried into the bathroom.

When Qingyan came out of the bathroom, Zhan Linghan sat next to the bedside again. He turned his head to look at Qingyan, his dark eyes were extremely resentful.

"It's really here..."

Qingyan nodded at him embarrassedly.

Zhan Linghan looked at the ceiling again with his eyes blank.

Oh my God, the earth! Why is he so miserable! Every time the arrow is on the string, he encounters an emergency.

Qingyan also knew what Zhan Linghan was depressed. She knew that he wanted it very much, but she couldn't control her menstrual period.

Qingyan climbed onto the bed apologetically, and she stretched out her finger and pointed Zhan Linghan's head and said:

"Ling Han, can you not always think about these things in your mind and think about more healthy things! The people of Sistine hope that you will lie in the bed, and your mind is still thinking about the plan of worrying about the country and the people!"

Zhan Linghan stared at Qingyan with even more resentful eyes.
Chapter completed!