One sentence seemed to bring Zhuge Linlang back to the night of his marriage two years ago. Ling Chuyao also said it but disrespectful. It was these four words that firmly tied their destiny together, but no one thought about breaking free.
There was a century-old tree in Zhuge Linlang’s yard. Because it was summer, Zhuge Linlang ordered someone to move the table out. She sat opposite Ling Chuyao and chatted casually while drinking. Probably they had never been like this before, like Let go of all the responsibilities and burdens, just like talking to a close friend, unspeakable relaxation.
Halfway through the wine, Zhuge Linlang's face was already the same color as the red dress on her body, she looked at Ling Chuyao drunkly, "Have you never seen me dance?"
Ling Chuyao's eyes were also a bit drunk, but he didn't know if he was drunk or the person in front of him was drunk, "You can still dance?"
Zhuge Linlang stood up swayingly, "Yes, I can jump, and I can dance very well! My mother taught me, she said that I can jump to my husband in the future."
Such Zhuge Linlangling Chu Yao had never seen him before. He was a bit delicate and weak, unlike the tough and indomitable heroine generals of the past. No one could remain indifferent after seeing such Zhuge Linlang.
In the evening of summer, the sunset glow on the horizon illuminates the dark sky. The woman in front of him dances enchantingly in a full of green in a red dress. She clearly dances a very weak dance, but she dances a little more in Zhuge Linlang. Distinguishing British air, unprovoked, is more eye-catching, and it is even more exciting.
Maybe in the end of Ling Chuyao's life, he would never see a more beautiful scenery than before.
Ling Chuyao took out the flute he carried with him and placed it on his lips, and slowly blew it to the rhythm of Zhuge Linlang's dancing. With the combination of music, Zhuge Linlang's dance seems to be alive, and the more it dances, the more moving it is.
The sound of the flute was nearing its end, and this dance was about to end, but when Zhuge Linlang turned around, she didn't know what was going on because of Jiu Jin, she actually stepped on her skirt and she was about to fall to the ground.
Ling Chuyao's eyes are sharp, and Zhuge Linlang hugged the person in his arms as soon as Zhuge Linlang was about to land, but Zhuge Linlang was falling into Ling Chuyao's arms.
I closed my eyes instantly.
"Linlang, Linlang?" Ling Chuyao tried to call a few times, until Zhuge Linlang opened his eyes in a misty manner.
"Ling... Chu Yao?" Zhuge Linlang tilted her head and looked at the person in front of her for a long time before recognizing the person.
"It's me." Ling Chuyao's voice suddenly became muffled, "Are you drunk?"
Zhuge Linlang pouted, shook her head and denied, "I'm not drunk."
Ling Chuyao was amused by her cute look, "Yes, you are not drunk, can I send you to rest?" After saying that, before Zhuge Linlang could answer, he hugged the person and went into Zhuge Linlang's bedroom.
Ling Chuyao put Zhuge Linlang in his arms and looked at Zhuge Linlang's incomparable beauty. His eyes gradually became deeper and his breathing gradually became heavier. When he was about to lose control of himself, he turned his head and said very quickly. : "You rest first, I'm going back."
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Linlang grabbed his sleeve, Ling Chuyao had to turn his head again and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Zhuge Linlang unconsciously licked her full lips, "I want to drink water."
Ling Chuyao's eyes fell on Zhuge Linlang's lips and couldn't move away anymore, "I'll help you down."
After he poured the water and returned to the bed to feed Zhuge Linlang, he could no longer control the drops of water on Zhuge Linlang's lips, and he could no longer control his leaning over to gently hold the coveted lips, "Fool, How can I drink it everywhere?"
"Um..." Ling Chuyao continued to deepen the kiss, Zhuge Linlang had to raise her head to bear him, which just made Ling Chuyao's movements convenient.
I don't know how long it took before Ling Chuyao finally ended the kiss. He gently stroked his slightly swollen lips. The lust in his eyes persisted for a long time. He asked, "Linlang, do you know who I am?"
Zhuge Linlang was lying halfway in her arms, her clothes half-returned, her snow-white skin lined with red clothes, and she looked special. Ling Chuyao put his hands on Zhuge Linlang's sides and looked at her in an absolutely possessive way: "Who am I?"
Zhuge Linlang looked at the handsome face above, and answered obediently, "You are Ling Chuyao."
Ling Chuyao noticed that Zhuge Linlang, who was drunk, was too obedient, so he smiled lowly, "Who is Ling Chuyao?"
"Ling Chuyao is... the King of Chu of Dayan."
"Ling Chuyao is
Who are you? "Ling Chuyao lost her patience, and once again pinched Zhuge Linlang's chin, as if to look into her eyes, "Who am I to you?" "
"Allies?" Zhuge Linlang tilted her head, her eyes a little confused.
Ling Chuyao sighed, he leaned down and dropped a kiss on Zhuge Linlang's lips, "I am your husband."
"It's mine... Husband?" Zhuge Linlang, who was already drunk, obviously couldn't understand the term husband, and just repeated it blankly.
"Really good." Ling Chuyao reached out and touched Zhuge Linlang's head. He leaned down again and kissed Zhuge Linlang's lips rewardingly before leaving. Who knew that Zhuge Linlang took the initiative to hug his neck and deepen the kiss. .
The sweetheart's provocation, as long as it is a man, it is difficult to refuse, not to mention a person like Ling Chuyao who has absolute control over everything. After the first start, he quickly retreated and deepened the kiss.
When Zhuge Linlang opened her eyes on the second day, she found herself lying in a person's arms. The soreness of the whole body made her memories of last night go back one by one, and these memories made her cheeks become hot!
Zhuge Linlang thought annoyed how he got drunk, even if he was drunk, he strengthened a man. Although the man is currently her husband in name, the relationship between them is not like an ordinary couple. .
Just when she was thinking about getting dressed and fleeing, she felt that the people around her were awake, and she was scared to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.
Ling Chuyao didn't expect that the famous General Feng Yang would react like this after experiencing such a thing. He smiled sullenly at first, and then laughed louder and louder, and Zhuge Linlang almost became angry with embarrassment.
After finally waiting for Ling Chuyao to laugh enough, Zhuge Linlang said: "Last night was just a whim, I..."
"Hush," Ling Chuyao pressed Zhuge Linlang's lips, he approached Zhuge Linlang, "Don't say anything! I don't want to hear anything..."
Zhuge Linlang glanced at Ling Chuyao and found that his fingers showed no signs of moving away, so he could only close his mouth and say nothing.
"We are a husband and wife, and we will have such a day sooner or later." Ling Chuyao's eyes were full of smiles, "Any explanation of yours seems to me to be overwhelming, Lin Lang, you have me in your heart."
(End of this chapter)