C121 Where Is It

Finally, Xiao Qinghan was forced to compromise and let Ling Yiyue live here. Only this damned woman could make him break his bottom line again and again and compromise with others.

One dead cat was enough for him to suffer, and now there was another person coming in. It seemed that he had to let her live with him.

However, the noise that had just quieted down had started again at this moment.

"Yiyue and I will sleep in the guest room and you will sleep in the master bedroom. This should be fine!"

"No! She won't sleep, and you have to accompany her!"

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"You don't know how to sleep. Why do you have to drag me along!"

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"Ling Muxue, don't push your luck. Letting her stay here is already my bottom line! If you still want to sleep with her, then don't even think about it!"

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"You..."

Ling Yiyue hurriedly stepped forward and advised, "Sister, it doesn't matter. I can sleep on my own. You don't have to accompany me!"

Ling Muxue raised her head and glared at Xiao Qinghan angrily. She turned around and touched Ling Yiyue's head and said, "You must be exhausted too. Rest early. Tomorrow, I will accompany you to buy some toiletries, and you can stay here peacefully."

Ling Yiyue nodded.

After she finished speaking, Ling Muxue walked towards the bedroom in a fit of anger. Xiao Qinghan naturally followed closely behind her.

Ling Yiyue stood there and looked at the two of them as they walked away one after the other. At this moment, Mrs Zhang came over and said gently, "Miss Ling, I have already tidied up the guest room for you. I will bring you there."

Ling Yiyue looked in front of her and said lightly, "I feel like brother-in-law really loves sister."

Mrs. Zhang sighed and replied, "Miss Ling can see that and I think so too, but it is rare for Mister and Madam to calm down. It seems that Madam doesn't have any feelings for Mister. Sigh! But how could Madam not like someone as outstanding and rare as Mister? Maybe after a while."

Ling Yiyue nodded lightly, "I hope so!"

Mrs Zhang brought Ling Yiyue to the guest room.

In the master bedroom, Ling Muxue was lying on the bed and was using the blanket to comprehend herself completely.

After Xiao Qinghan finished bathing, he came out and looked at Ling Muxue, who was wrapped up like a rice dumpling. His eyes darkened as he walked towards the edge of the bed.

However, Ling Muxue held on tightly.

"You want to die inside!"

Ling Muxue ignored him.

Boss Xiao was furious. How could her strength match Xiao Qinghan's? He used a little bit of strength to pull the blanket away.

Ling Muxue glared at him angrily and then suddenly turned around to avoid looking at him.

"Alright, don't be angry!" He tried to coax her in a low voice. As he spoke, he reached out his hand to pull her over.

However, as Ling Muxue struggled to break free from him, her elbow slammed into the wound on Xiao Qinghan's right arm as she struggled.

"Rip!" Xiao Qinghan screamed in pain.

Ling Muxue heard the voice and subconsciously turned around. Seeing Xiao Qinghan's painful frown, she asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

However, she didn't notice the trace of cunning in Xiao Qinghan's eyes.

Xiao Qingshan fell onto the bed in pain. Ling Muxue was at a loss as to what to do. She subconsciously got up and squatted beside him as she asked anxiously, "What happened to you? Where are you injured?"

His gaze fell on Xiao Qinghan's left hand that was holding onto his right arm. He slowly reached out his hand and moved Xiao Qinghan's left hand away. He saw a ten-centimeter-long, ferocious wound stitched with a medicine thread, but since he had never taken the medicine thread out, the medicine thread had almost grown into his flesh. It looked a little terrifying, and at the moment, the wound was a little red. She must have hit it when she was struggling.

"How did you get such a serious injury on your arm?" Ling Muxue asked, unable to hide the worry in her eyes. No one should be able to injure a person like Xiao Qinghan so severely.

However, when Ling Muxue looked over and saw the wicked smile on his face, her brows had already relaxed. He didn't seem like someone who was in trouble.

Ling Muxue burst into anger. She picked up the pillow beside her and hit it violently. She cursed, "Bastard, how dare you lie to me!"

Xiao Qinghan used his hand to block the pillow and reached out his hand to push Ling Muxue onto the bed. His tall and strong body was like a mountain that enveloped her. Ling Muxue raised her leg and kicked him while she cursed him non-stop. However, Xiao Qinghan had long since had experience with Ling Muxue's struggle and kicks. He was not afraid that he would not be able to subdue her.

"You were just concerned about me," he said grimly, looking at her with a bottomless gaze.

Only then did Ling Muxue come back to her senses. How could she care about his life and death when she had acted so strangely just now? It would be best if he died, so she stared at him and shouted, "Who cares about you? You died..."

But before she could finish her sentence, Xiao Qinghan had already choked her in her throat. He did not want to listen to her next words, so he tossed and turned and kissed him.

A wave of fire rushed up and swallowed him.

After another night of sex, Ling Muxue was eaten until not even bones were left. However, she could not help but lose herself in the pink sexiness that he had created for her.

She did not know how long she had been unconscious for but in her daze, she could only feel a pair of cold fingers gently stroking her face and down her neck, making her feel very uncomfortable.

Subconsciously he twisted his body and slowly opened his eyes. His eyes looked into a pair of blurry eyes that were like a gentle whirlpool. With this wicked face, it was a deadly temptation.

Ling Muxue was taken aback for a few seconds before she suddenly realized that he was already dressed. He was wearing a dark military uniform, a British trench coat, and his bangs were all combed up. His perfect facial features were even more profound, and his entire person was full of heroic spirit. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, and one of his hands was on the damn...

Ling Muxue was furious. She pushed his hand away and shouted, "Get lost!"

"Do you want it again?!" Xiao Qinghan reached out and grabbed her delicate body that was not moving an inch. His eyes were crafty as he laughed sinisterly.

Ling Muxue struggled to push her away with both of her hands and shouted angrily, "Damn pig, get lost!"

"But you clearly want it very much..."

"Bastard! Get lost..."

Xiao Qinghan didn't tease her anymore. Actually, he couldn't take it anymore, but he had already had enough last night.

After washing him up, she left the bathroom. Only then did Ling Muxue realize that they were not in the bedroom in the villa, nor was they in the bedroom in Xiao Qinghan Castle. The faint sound of waves could be heard.

"Where is this place?"

Xiao QInghan placed her on the edge of the bed and carefully put her on carefully. He even personally put on her underwear. Ling Muxue instantly blushed like a cooked duck, but it could not withstand Xiao QInghan's strength.

Carrying her to the dressing room, the extravagance was jaw-dropping. There were already dozens of foreign women in professional suits standing in the dressing room, looking like a professional makeup team. When they saw Xiao Qinghan walking over, they bowed their heads and respectfully said in English, "Young Master!"