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Gu Xiangling leaned her head against the pillow and whispered in his ear, "I'm here."

At this moment, she noticed that within Song Ming's thick jet-black short hair were a few streaks of eye-piercing white that burned Gu Xiangling's eyes. She didn't want this white color to continue existing, so she stretched out her hand and pulled it out.

Perhaps it was due to her overexerting herself, but Song Ming's sword let out a "Ok!" "Her eyelids twitched as she opened her eyes." "My dear!" Gu Xiangling excitedly kissed his lips.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Xiangling in front of him. Before Song Ming could rejoice, a pair of soft lips covered his mouth. The familiar sweetness made his heart pound, and he responded to her eagerly.

Warm kiss as much as you like to relieve the endless pain of lovesick.

"Aiya, let me go, I'm suffocating!" Gu Xiangling was unable to catch her breath from Song Mingjian's fervent response. His fervent expression made it seem as if he wanted to suck her in.

Dammit, why did he take the initiative? Did he forget that this man was a wolf?

Gu Xiangling pushed wildly with her hands, and one of them accidentally touched Song Ming's wound. Although the force was not great, it made Song Mingjian frown in pain, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain! Gu Xiangling was shocked and stopped. Song Mingjian's scream wasn't faked.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine." Song Mingjian covered up, he didn't want Gu Xiangling to see his wound. It was too shocking, Gu Xiangling didn't even feel the pinch of death when she saw it.

"You lied to me!" Gu Xiangling ignored the straps of his pajamas. Song Ming could not help but laugh as he pinched her nose: "Seriously, it's like meeting firewood and meeting fire. Can't wait to get on top of me?"

Gu Xiangling glared at him angrily a few times. "Die!" The next second, she couldn't laugh anymore. Even though Song Mingjian's two wounds were covered in thick gauze, it was clear how shocking they were. Ah … "You!" She took a few deep breaths, her body trembling from the extreme pain.

"Who is it?" It was difficult for her to say this word. Her eyes were filled with intense pain and burning hatred.

Song Mingjian casually described everything that happened to him. The more Gu Xiangling heard, the more he hated him. When he heard that, she abruptly stood up and grinded his teeth as he scolded: "I … I'll wring their heads, tear off their arms, untie their legs, and slowly cut them to death with three thousand six hundred knives. "

This strange scolding made Song Mingjian smile. He pulled Gu Xiangling by the hand and let her sit beside him. He pretended to be relaxed as he said, "Small injury." He bit her earlobe again and said evilly, "It's no problem to burn with your raging flames a few times."

"Nonsense!" Seeing how "serious" he was, Gu Xiangling was worried that he was going to speak the truth and try to struggle free of her grasp. However, Song Mingjian was unwilling to let her go. She gripped her hand even tighter, and a faint redness surfaced on her pale face. "Darling, I want to..."

"You're going to die!" Of course she was willing to satisfy him, but now was not the time. With Song Mingjian's current condition, he definitely could not act rashly. No matter how much she cared about him, she could not let his temper take its course.

Song Mingjian's eyes were filled with emotion. "The call became more and more urgent as the desire to burn became enchanting and blurry." "If you die under a peony flower, you will be a kind person even if you become a ghost."

When Gu Xiangling heard this, her face turned red. Obediently, wouldn't this mean that she would be able to return to the Night Shengge and be eaten dry and wiped clean everyday in the future? She struggled with all her might, but Song Mingjian became even more restless. As he struggled to pull at his wound, he frowned and let out a few "Ouch!" sounds. Gu Xiangling's heart instantly softened as she obediently allowed him to do as she pleased.

"You're in so much pain even if you move now, do you still want to eat me?" Gu Xiangling said in a tone like a mother educating a child, "How are you going to eat?" "Hm!"

Song Ming smiled mischievously and muttered a few words softly. Gu Xiangling put her ear close to his mouth in confusion, so she could clearly hear what he was saying. She rubbed her temples gloomily, and had no choice but to agree. " "Fine, fine, fine. I guess I'll end up in your hands for the rest of my life."

Gu Xiangling was so tired that both of her arms felt numb. Only when they were about to break did Song Ming let out a long sigh of satisfaction, letting it out as much as he wanted.

Gu Xiangling immediately left the bed and sat in the furthest chair. She said bitterly, "It's only this one time. There won't be a next time." Just now, she was really worried that Ye Jing would suddenly barge in. She would be so embarrassed that she would die. However, Song Ming's sword did not explode. She had not seen it for a few months and was still injured. How did her battle prowess become so strong?

"Do you have the heart to refuse me next time?" Song Mingjian confidently said. His gaze towards Song Mingjian had a hint of infatuation in it. Only his darling would be able to make him feel at ease. Surrender.

"Are you sure I'm soft-hearted?" Gu Xiangling had a depressed look on her face. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Fine, Uncle. Can we not live here? In someone else's house, I'm on tenterhooks. "

The corners of Song Mingjian's mouth curled up into a complacent smile. What Gu Xiangling thought was exactly what he wanted.

Firstly, he was worried that Big Mouth Zhou would leak the news, and secondly, Gu Xiangling didn't want to stay at someone else's house and disturb Ye Jing. After a few days, Song Mingjian had recovered a bit, so she was prepared to take him away.

Ye Jing was just about to leave for a foreign land, so she sold her house to Gu Xiangling. Gu Xiangling was very satisfied when she saw it. The house was located in the middle of the countryside, surrounded by green and green vegetable gardens. With a wide field of vision and a fresh air, it was the most suitable place to rest and recuperate.

He was really unlucky to see a few more sneaky people wandering around the town on the day he was about to leave. It seemed like Jiang Yuhang's sense of smell was quite sharp, and he had already noticed that Song Mingjian was here.

How to leave? She frowned when Gu Xiangling explained the situation to Song Mingjian. While the two were discussing in a low voice, Ye Jing pushed open the door and said, "So annoying. They're using government officials as a reason to search house by house."

Gu Xiangling frowned as she calculated her thoughts. Then, she opened the makeup case in her luggage. Director Song, I apologize to you. "

In just half an hour, Gu Xiangling had changed Song Mingjian's face. She had aged Song Mingjian by more than ten years, and had even become a public figure that could not be found in a crowd. Fortunately, she had learned how to put on makeup for fun, so she was able to use it today.

Worried that she would be recognized, she put on some makeup for herself and did all this. When Ye Jing heard the knocking sound, she looked at the two of them with some uneasiness. Song Ming jumped off the bed and walked into the living room calmly with his hands in his pockets. After giving her a look, Ye Jing steadied her mind and went to open the door.

Those people came in while cursing, "Deaf, what are you doing in the house? Why aren't you opening the door?"

"Gentlemen," Ye Jing tried her best to put on a natural smile, "I was watching TV in my room, and I didn't hear your voices!"

Gu Xiangling was eating melon seeds at any moment while discussing the plot in the television with Song Mingjian. However, her eyes were focused on a fruit knife on the tea table.