The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Why does the little guy look like he is going to eat people.

Ling Qingxuan just opened her mouth when a coquettish cry came from behind the screen, "What happened? Miss?"

"It's alright, continue to wash." Ling Qingxuan maintained a calm expression, and shut the bustard and Ajia outside, "Go back."

When he turned to pull Jiang Li's hand, he opened it.

The back of her hand was slapped red, and Ling Qingxuan's eyes were calm.

The little guy is able to be patient and learns domestic violence.

His chest was heaving violently, and Jiang Li couldn't calm down, especially when he knew that his wife and master spent 10,000 taels of money on the first night of the oiran, his chest was so sad that it burst open.

And that oiran is still taking a shower!

He has come, and she can still order the man to continue to wash, as if she doesn't exist at all.

Out of breath, he nearly suffocated to death.

"Miss?"

After Feng Lian was washed, half of her face was exposed from the screen. The water-soaked face was very charming, and Jiang Li felt completely different.

Jiang Li bit his lip so hard that he didn't even notice the bleeding.

"I didn't expect that Miss would like two people to serve you together." Feng Lian chuckled lightly, and her naked body was about to come out slowly.

Jiang Li's eyes widened, and he tightly grabbed Ling Qingxuan's shirt and kissed her slightly open cherry lips.

Don't look, he doesn't allow her to see that person's body.

The lips were knocked, and Ling Qingxuan tasted his own blood and his, the blood blended with a fishy sweetness.

Jiang Li's kiss was domineering and hurried, trying to grab her attention completely.

He pushed her body to the table, causing her back pain.

"Hey, why are you robbing my guests, miss, I... eh!"

The tea cover on the table was smashed over, and Feng Lian had a bag on her head, and she fainted perfectly on the ground, revealing her big naked and white belly.

This man really talks a lot.

Jiang Li was dissatisfied that she was distracted by smashing people, and bit her tongue punitively.

Painful, Ling Qingxuan pinched his waist.

The little guy is also addicted to domestic violence, right?

"Well……"

Jiang Li was so itchy that he let go of her, without thinking too much, he grabbed her hands tightly to prevent her from touching them, and kissed them again.

Without the obstruction of the face towel, the kiss went very smoothly, and with his pressing step by step, he couldn't tell who it was from his breath.

The silver thread was implicated, and when Jiang Li was out of breath, he let go of her.

Compared to his disordered breathing, Ling Qingxuan only slightly changed his breathing.

The reddish eyes reflected the tear mole, which shone dazzlingly under the candlelight.

The tears that came out were confiscated one by one and fell to the side of his face.

Jiang Li, however, seemed to be unconscious, took a few breaths, and continued to nibble at her.

Aya Qingxuan sighed inaudibly and pulled him back.

The cool fingertips wiped lightly on the edge of his eye socket, with her soft voice, "Don't cry."

Jiang Li's red lips parted slightly, and the tears fell to the lips, very salty and astringent.

After living for so long, it was not the first time that Ling Qingxuan had seen a man cry, but Jiang Li's cry was completely unexpected.

He has always been strong and never showed weakness.

Did she make him sad?

As the tears hit her heart, ripples appeared.

"Well!"

He kissed his cheek with some warm and moist lips, bit by bit, wiping away the tears.

Salty and astringent, but she didn't stop.

The curled eyelashes swept across the face, slightly itchy, with bursts of crispness.

The manic and restless heart gradually calmed down under her unique comforting method.

"Stop licking." Jiang Li pushed her away softly, his voice so soft as if he had no strength.

How could this man act like this.

My heart trembled, as if a spring seed was about to burst out of the ground.

"The mistress is here, don't you give the attendant an explanation?"

He rolled his eyes, not wanting to look at her, but he still held her tightly in his hands.

"Business, get information." She said concisely, her arm was probably pinched to the point of turning blue by this little guy.

But seeing that he was still angry, he didn't remind him.

Jiang Li snorted coldly, his voice uncontrollable, "Just this?"

"Um."

Otherwise, what else is there, she doesn't want to leave the door of the palace at all.

Jiang Li reluctantly accepted her explanation, but he was also giving himself a step up, otherwise he would make trouble and cry, which would be embarrassing.

"Return to the manor?" Ling Qingxuan suggested when he saw his tears flickering.

"Um."

Anyway, since the information has been obtained, Ling Qingxuan picked him up and hugged her neck in exclamation.

Hug and hug, not even saying hello, almost scared him to death.

Hearing it, Ling Qingxuan looked sideways and asked, "Can I hug you?"

"..." Didn't you already hug it!

Jiang Li buried his head in her arms. He had just cried, and his eyes and cheeks were all red. If anyone outside saw him, he would be embarrassed.

The door opened, but it was as quiet as a chicken outside. The bustard heaved a sigh of relief and stepped forward to greet him, "His Royal Highness."

According to the lines, Ling Qingxuan said coldly, "Don't reveal half a sentence about today's affairs. If you handle it well, this king will reward you heavily. If you don't handle it well..."

"Small know, I respectfully send your Highness." The bustard's heart beat a drum, and Feng Lian didn't make a sound for a while, I wonder if he had been silenced.

Under the cold sweat, the bustard nodded and bowed to send Ling Qingxuan away.

...

Ajia went back to the house one step earlier, but she was so anxious that she turned around.

Although it is not right for your Highness to go to the Lianlou, but women are respected, and the son-in-law, as a husband and servant, cannot interfere.

Besides, Young Master was aggressive at the time, and His Highness was sullen again, so they wouldn't fight.

As weak as his son, he might be beaten to death directly by His Highness.

The more Ajia thought about it, the more panicked her heart became, and she was pulling her hair in worry.

Finally, there was a sound from the door, and he saw his son being held by Ling Qingxuan in his arms.

"Young Master?" Ajia hurriedly stepped forward and saw that Jiang Li, who was lying in Ling Qingxuan's arms, was breathing evenly and was already asleep.

It's just that his face was abnormally rosy.

Ling Qingxuan didn't say a word, and carried him to his room before letting go.

"His Royal Highness, are you going to rest here tonight?" A Jia followed along, watching her words, wanting to be his son's assistant.

What a great opportunity, he really wanted to wake up the young master, what kind of sleep, hurry up and spend a good night together!

"Well, you go down."

Ling Qingxuan sat beside the bed and helped Jiang Li untie the belt.

A Jia was startled, but His Highness actually took the initiative to help the young master undress.

He hurriedly nodded and backed out, cheering with excitement.

Son, work harder!

After helping Jiang Li cover the quilt, Ling Qingxuan stretched out his hand to paint his eyebrows and eyes, and rubbed the tear mole with his fingertips, feeling somewhat inexplicable.

Sleep is important, it's too late.

She undressed and went to bed, wrapping her arms around him.

I thought the night was short, and it would be dawn when I slept.

In the middle of the night, Aya Qingxuan felt that her clothes were loose.

With sleepy eyes, a figure knelt on top of her, with warm and soft hands poking inward with thin calluses.

She heard his quick breathing and his timid, trembling voice in the dark.

"Master wife, do you want me?"