Xia Lin reached out to explore the right side of the bed and found that no one was there. Ling Yizhou had already gotten up.
Only then did she get up in a daze.
"Madam, are you up?" Mrs. Huang happened to come over and knock on the door. "The boy is down there and said he had brought a script to show my wife."
"Well, I'm up." Xia Lin hurriedly crawled under the bed, but as soon as he moved, he found that his whole body seemed to fall apart. If he was not careful, he almost fell off the bed.
"Madam, are you okay?" Mrs. Huang heard Xia Lin's voice outside, knocked on the door and rushed in.
Finding her sitting alone on the edge of the bed, touching and rubbing her arms, Mrs. Huang saw the hickeys on her neck at a glance, and quickly lowered her head in embarrassment.
"It's okay, I just feel a little tired." Xia Lin didn't know what was going on with him. He thought of the Mount Tai in his dream last night. Could it be that a ghost was pressing down on the bed
"Hahaha..." Mrs. Huang nodded, "Then I'll go get busy if it's okay."
However, before Mrs. Huang walked out of the room, she heard Xia Lin scream: "Ah, what is this! Why is there such a thing on my neck!"
Mrs. Huang's face turned red, she didn't care about Xia Lin and hurried downstairs.
The wife was really surprised that she didn't even know that her husband had brought out so many strawberries.
Xia Lin was really scared to death when she looked at herself in the mirror. The area below her neck was covered in spots. If Ling Yizhou hadn't planted one before, she almost thought she had contracted some disease.
When did you get it? She thought about it seriously.
However, the more I thought about it, the redder my face became.
Last night, when I dreamed about the summit of Mount Tai, I seemed to be accompanied by Ling Yizhou's call, "Mumu... Mumu." One after another.
She finally knew what was going on. Ling Yizhou kept eating tofu while she was sleeping!
After washing up, Xia Lin hurriedly changed into clothes with a slightly higher collar, and ran downstairs to settle the score with Ling Yizhou.
Ling Yizhou was sitting leisurely at the dining table at the moment, and Yang Tong was accompanying Mrs. Huang in the kitchen.
Xia Lin walked over in two or two steps, took the magazine out of Ling Yizhou's hand, and looked at him with a cold face.
He should at least admit his mistake.
Who knew that Ling Yizhou had taken the magazine and said "good morning" to her with a smile, not realizing at all what impact what he did last night had on Xia Lin.
They are all covered with hickeys. Those who didn’t know it would have thought that their life as a couple was so fierce!
"You don't have anything to say?" Xia Lin asked him.
Ling Yizhou paused, "Want a good morning kiss?"
Kiss his sister good morning! Xia Lin felt that there were more and more black lines on her forehead. She scratched the black lines and had to get straight to the point, "You... what did you do last night?"
"On the bed?" Ling Yizhou raised his eyebrows.
Xia Lin's face turned red instantly, "Yes, how can you mess with it? It's hard to get rid of this thing. I have an audition the day after tomorrow. Do you want me to wear such tight clothes?"
Ling Yizhou stretched his neck, "Where is there something?"
"This is it." Xia Lin subconsciously pulled up her clothes to show him.
She didn't notice at all that the action of pulling on her clothes at this moment had caused the neckline to open wide, and the white and tender things inside were almost ready to come out.
Ling Yizhou's eyes deepened and he stared motionless.
"Did you see it? Is it scary?" Xia Lin asked her.
Ling Yizhou's throat rolled several times, "I didn't see it." His eyes were all focused on the white and tender skin.
"Sister, I squeezed tomatoes..." At this moment, Yang Tong suddenly came out of the kitchen. He was about to tell Xia Lin that she squeezed tomato juice, but was shocked by the postures of Xia Lin and Ling Yizhou in front of him.
Xia Lin stood and Ling Yizhou sat. From Yang Tong's position, Xia Lin pulled open her collar, and Ling Yizhou's head almost got into her clothes.
"Sorry, sorry!" Yang Tong quickly retracted into the kitchen and pulled back Mrs. Huang who was about to come out.
Xia Lin looked down and her face became even more rosy. Then she realized something was wrong and took a step back.
But Ling Yizhou reached out and pulled her. They shared a chair. His voice was already a little hoarse, "Eat breakfast."
Xia Lin suddenly felt steam rising from his face. He moved his buttocks and found that a certain stick appeared again.
Xia Lin spent almost the entire breakfast in a red-hot state.
After breakfast, Ling Yizhou let her go, but when he let her go, he was also very aggressive.
"Mumu, I can't wait too long. Get ready as soon as possible." When he said this, he bit her round earlobe erotically.
Xia Lin understood what he meant instantly. He couldn't wait too long. He gasped and said this. Could he not understand
"I, I'm going to go to the teacher with the kid to practice dancing." Xia Lin broke away from him.
"What dance practice?"
"A script in which I had to dance."
"Let the teacher come to practice at home." Ling Yizhou wiped his hands, calmed himself down a little, and was about to prepare to go to Ling's.
"Not good." Xia Lin shook her head, "There is no venue at home, but there are professional ones." She was a little excited to say that she had studied dance and was always good at dancing. She even won an award in school. Maybe it was because of this that " She must have been chosen for this drama "Half Pillow Dragon Robe".
Ling Yizhou didn't say anything, nodded and let her go.
But after she left, Ling Yizhou led Wen Li and Mrs. Huang to look around on the first floor.
"Sir, I only have the east room on the first floor. The rest is empty. I clean it occasionally." Aunt Huang didn't know what Ling Yizhou was going to do. Seeing his thoughtful look, she guessed that he was moving something in.
"Yeah." Ling Yizhou hummed softly. After reading it for a while, he said to Wen Li: "Find someone to come over and decorate those two empty rooms into a standard dance practice room."
"Yes!" Wen Li responded. He had already said that Mr. Ling was a wife-controller, and he controlled her in every possible way. "Sir, do you want the dance teacher to prepare?"
"Ask her about this when the time comes." Ling Yizhou put on his coat and walked out, "Has the old man left?"
Wen Li quickly lowered his head and said, "I haven't left yet."
"You haven't left yet?" Ling Yizhou stopped and was silent for a while in surprise. Ling Jing returned to China. He thought he wouldn't stay long this time, but he didn't expect to leave yet.
"Go check his next itinerary." Ling Yizhou's eyes were covered with fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Yes!" Wen Li quickly wrote it down, and suddenly remembered that there was one more thing he needed to say, "Sir, something happened over there with Mr. Chu."
Something happened to Chu Yan again.
Ling Yizhou's fists gradually tightened, he frowned, and a look of hatred flashed at the corner of his mouth.
Xia Lin came out of Ling's house in a car and passed a private hospital when she suddenly noticed circles of people surrounding her outside.
"Child, is there a celebrity in that hospital? There are so many people around." Xia Lin opened the window and looked outside, and saw several reporters holding cameras.