Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 920 The Flower Spirit of the Fierce Wife 9
"Changzhi, I will definitely not cause trouble in the future, please don't be angry with me?" Hua Ling raised her head from his embrace and asked cautiously.

Those black eyes were full of panic, where was the usual casualness?
After all, Shu Changzhi couldn't bear to see her eyes like this, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "It's good to know you're wrong."

Hua Ling watched his face loosen, and she was no longer as stern as before, she knew that Changzhi was still the same as before, and would not be really angry with her!

She stuck out her tongue, a glint of success flashed in her eyes, she raised her head to meet his eyes, her expression changed from the grievance just now, and now she was serious: "But, Changzhi, I don't regret beating that Qin gentleman, he It's time to fight!"

Shu Changzhi thought that she really understood where he was wrong this time, and before he could let go of his heart, he heard her unrepentant words, his brows furrowed, and his eyes gathered anger.

"Changzhi, you are my man, no one can bully you," Hua Ling hugged his waist, pressing her soft body against his, "Even if I am retaliated by others, I am not afraid. I will do my best to protect you!"

Shu Changzhi's original anger dissipated slightly under her serious gaze, and he was a little shocked. It was not the first time he heard her say that, but he looked at her fair face, delicate facial features, and clear body. He was shorter and thinner than him, but this body seemed to be filled with countless strengths.

At this moment, sweet springs gushed out of his heart that had been silent for a long time, giving him a sense of peace and a sense of impulsiveness.

"Changzhi," Hua Ling looked at his unclear expression, thought he was angry, and stretched out his hand to please his clothes.

Shu Chang held her with one hand, pressed her hand behind her, wrapped around her waist, and pressed the back of her head with the other hand, covering her cold lips directly, snatching the sweetness.

Although Hua Ling and Shu Changzhi got married, they haven't consummated their marriage yet, and even the few kisses were only limited to the touching of lips, even so, she was already very satisfied.

She pursed her lips tightly, thinking that he would do the same as usual, but this time, just when she thought he would let her go, there was a damp heat on her lips, and before she could react, the tongue sensitively poked in. into her mouth, teasing her.

Hua Ling opened her eyes wide, looking at Jun Yan, who was so close, her heart skipped a beat. He actually did such a shameful thing.

She was a little shocked in her heart, followed by a little joy, a flash of light flashed in her eyes, Changzhi liked her.

Just about to devote himself to it and learn his way to respond to him, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately, the ambiguity dissipated, Hua Ling was pulled away by Shu Changzhi before she was ready, obviously her taste of him still remained in her mouth, but he had a cold face, without the slightest desire, and his voice carried Zhuo Boliang: "What's the matter?"

"Master, the old lady is not feeling well, I want you to go and see her."

Shu Changzhi frowned unhappily, walked past her a few steps, walked to the door, and opened it.

A gust of cold wind blew past, blowing away the charming aura just now, Hua Ling covered her face and exhaled lightly, listening to the sound outside, she then calmed down.

She was left alone in the room again, he didn't even look at her when he went out just now, Hua Ling was a little disappointed, but thinking of his smell just now, she smacked her lips, as if she still felt it and was happy again.

(End of this chapter)