Beauty is poisonous: Wang Ye's doting is too sultry

Chapter 107, Her Dependence

Bai Ying was a little moved, even though she didn't know her master and senior brother now, what came to her mind, she asked again: "Then...what's my name?"

It can't be Bai Ying, right? After transmigrating, she still has the same name as before. Isn't that dog blood?
"Bai Hua." Donggong hugged her tightly, as if she would disappear if she loosened, he buried his head in her shoulder, and called out in a low voice, "Hua'er..."

Hearing the word Bai Hua, Bai Ying felt a little repelled in her heart, but her heart trembled inexplicably when she paid attention to Dong Gongjing's movements and heard him calling her in her ear.

In order not to make this space so sad, Bai Ying deliberately joked, "It seems that I haven't forgotten my last name."

After the words fell, the room became completely silent.

Bai Ying suddenly felt that this warm embrace is so comforting, so reassuring, so infatuating, and so making people not want to leave.

She rubbed against his arms, found a comfortable position like a kitten, and just enjoyed the embrace.

Dong Gongjing seemed to feel her dependence, and his heart burst into ecstasy, and his arms around her tightened again, but he grasped it just right, so that he wouldn't hold her too much.

He patted her on the back, just like he did when he put her to sleep all those years ago.

Before she knew it, Bai Ying fell asleep, and she slept very deeply. She was already extremely tired just now, and knowing something, she supported herself with curiosity and doubts.

Now that I understand what I want to understand, my heart will naturally relax, not to mention falling asleep in such an embrace.

Dong Gongjing has been reluctant to let go for a long time, like this... I miss him so much, I don't know when, she began to deliberately alienate him, and these years, she has become almost like a stranger.

For a long time, he was afraid that she would not sleep well, so he reluctantly let go of her, carefully put her back on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

He was sitting on the ground beside the bed, staring at her sleeping silhouette so tenderly.

Because of crying, her nose and eyes were a little red, and her eyes were still a little swollen. He gently wiped away the remaining tears for her, then buried his face in her hands, and closed his eyes helplessly, as if to cover up all emotions.

He murmured in his heart: Hua'er, Hua'er, if it's possible...I wish I could hide you so that you belong to me alone.

The room is very quiet, and the sound of footsteps outside can be clearly heard in the quiet view of the East Palace.

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When Ling Mufeng entered the room, he saw Dong Gongjing sitting on the table without saying a word, holding a teacup in his bandaged hand, and those deep eyes seemed to be thinking.

"Why are you here?" Ling Mufeng asked as he approached, glanced at Bai Ying who was asleep, and then sat down.

Dong Gongjing didn't look at him, but asked instead: "Can't I be here?"

Ling Mufeng choked, and when he looked at his bandaged hand, he seemed to understand something, but he still wanted to confirm and asked: "She wrapped it?"

"En." Dong Gongjing responded softly.

"I don't know when Third Master Jing became so fragile? Here, he was still injured." Ling Mufeng joked.

Dong Gongjing suddenly looked at him, and said something meaningful, "Thanks to you."

But yes, if Ling Mufeng hadn't heard that he was sleeping with Bai Ying, he wouldn't have lost control of his emotions.

Ling Mufeng didn't know, so he didn't care about his words. Instead, he took a sip of water, took a sip, and then complained: "You are doing a good job as a hands-off shopkeeper. You don't care about world affairs. We are almost exhausted all day." Then he pointed to Bai Ying with his chin, and said with distress in his eyes: "It seems that I am so tired that I never let go of my 10 minutes of sleep."

Dong Gongjing's heart ached for a while, he looked at her, and said suddenly, "She's not."

Hearing this, the corners of Ling Mufeng's mouth twitched, "So...Master Jing? You mean I'm a dog?"

Dong Gongjing withdrew his gaze, took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "You have self-knowledge."

Ling Mufeng was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't get his feelings back after a day of hard work. The anger in his heart made him stand up abruptly, and his slap was still on the table, and he said angrily: " Grandpa quit!"

Dong Gongjing was about to say something when he heard the person on the bed say in a daze, "Ache~ don't make noise, I'm so sleepy~"

When she finished speaking, both of them trembled in unison, and an unknown emotion floated through their hearts at the same time.

Ling Mufeng was originally angry, but now he was not even angry, only a sour feeling lingered in his heart, thinking about who Ah Che was.

In contrast, Dong Gongjing's heart was not sore, but hurt. He had heard her call that name in her sleep more than once.

He didn't even want to answer Ling Mufeng's words, but just said lightly, "It's up to you."

Ling Mufeng suddenly came back to his senses, and stared at Dong Gongjing not knowing what to say, he snorted coldly, sat down, and found a step for himself, "Anyway, it's unlucky for me to meet you in my life. Wait for me, you will be so angry sooner or later that you can't eat or sleep!"

After speaking, he lay down on his eyes and closed his eyes.

After that, he really did it, making him so angry that he couldn't eat or sleep.

When he hasn't had enough, it's his turn.

Dong Gongjing didn't speak, but thinking about him today made him so angry that he couldn't eat, and thinking about the relationship between Ling Mufeng and Bai Ying, a sense of crisis instinctively rose in his heart.

It seems that it is not far away from sleeping.

He looked at Ling Mufeng with deep eyes, and seeing that his brows were full of exhaustion, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Ling Mufeng slept deeply, and it was the first time he saw him fall asleep like this.

In the past, he was a person who would rather not sleep if he had no bed, and he would not sleep if the bed was not clean.

At this moment, he just fell asleep here.

It seemed that he hadn't done much to deal with the plague, and Hua'er was extremely tired today. Thinking about it, he felt more and more guilty, and couldn't help murmuring, "Thanks for your hard work."

He didn't notice that the corner of Ling Mufeng's mouth suddenly curled into an almost imperceptible smile.

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On the second day, the dawn came, and the refreshing wind floated over the leaves on the branches, like lovers floating over each other's cheeks, making the leaves tremble slightly with shame.

Ling Mufeng woke up slightly, he propped up his body and moved a bit, feeling his neck was sore, probably because he slept in that position for a long time.

Dong Gongjing disappeared, Bai Ying was still asleep, Ling Mufeng watched her stand up instinctively, but her legs were a little numb, so he slowed down for a while, and then couldn't help walking to the bedside.

Looking at that beautiful face that made people breathless, Ling Mufeng couldn't help reaching out to touch it.

(End of this chapter)