Tong Ling'er, who was asleep, had a fatal attraction for Yichen who had woken up, she couldn't see any impurities on her clean face, and there was a kind of affection in her eyebrows and eyes that fascinated him, his hand gently swept across her face, carefully placed on the tip of her nose, a small warm breath made him unwilling to put it down, he leaned down gently, and landed his lips on her two thin lips, suddenly Tong Ling'er woke up suddenly, saw Yichen on his face, and shouted: "Scoundrel!"

Yichen didn't pay attention to Tong Ling'er, who couldn't move, but opened her lips lightly with her tongue, a sweet fragrance made Yichen suck a little forgetfully, Tong Ling'er's delicate tongue dodged in the mouth in a panic, but in such a small space, every time she was caught by Yichen's long tongue and entangled with each other. Tong Ling'er seemed to remember the day when she was lost by mistake, her body trembled, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, mixed with tears of grievance, Yichen felt that her cheeks were a little wet, and she withdrew her tongue from her mouth with some reluctance, looking at the blurred moisture on the face of the woman under him and the body that was a little trembling, he was a little self-blaming and distressed, and gently wiped away the tears hanging from the corners of her eyes: "I will be in charge of you, you will be my woman sooner or later."

"Let go of me, who wants to be your woman!" Tong Ling'er's eyes were full of resentful anger, she no longer avoided Yichen's gaze, which made Yichen's heart a little flustered, such a look was something he didn't expect, thinking that those women in the past took the initiative to throw their arms to him, he gently tapped at Tong Ling'er's chest, Tong Ling'er suddenly turned over and sat up, tightly strangled his sleeves on Yichen's neck, Yichen opened his mouth with some pain, Tong Ling'er stared at his eyes and said: "I'll sue you again, if you dare to be so slight-hearted with me again." I'm going to kill you!"

"You think you can kill me?" Yichen's face, which was still painful just now, became full of smiles in the blink of an eye, looking at the sleeves that had hung down in her hand, Tong Ling'er immediately had an extra dagger in her hand, and she plunged straight into her chest: "Then I'll kill myself!"

Looking at Yichen who acted like this, the smile on her face was instantly filled with worry, she quickly grabbed Tong Ling'er's hand, and the dagger fell down instantly, and there was a blood-red mark faintly on the white gauze robe: "You are crazy, at most I won't touch you in the future!"

After speaking, Yichen immediately grabbed Tong Ling'er's shoulders and tore her outer gauze from her chest: "Don't move, I'm just worried about your wounds!"

Yichen's right palm slowly rose and finally hit the affected part of his chest, Tong Ling'er felt a cool breath enter his body, and slowly the wound was replaced by a strange itchy pain, and finally he didn't feel anything, Yichen slowly withdrew his palm, looking at the chest There was no trace, and then he slowly exhaled: "If you dare to hurt yourself like this in the future, I will definitely bring you back from here to be my wife!"

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There was an urgent knock on the door outside.

"Who?" Yichen was a little impatient, although there were some episodes, but no matter how he said it, he was a fellow student.

"Sir, Miss, Little Lord Yu'er asked me to take you to the front hall!"

The reluctance on Yichen's face became a little strict, he and Tong Ling'er glanced at each other, and responded, "This is coming out."

Tong Ling'er took this opportunity to jump up from the bed immediately, quickly straightened her hair in front of the bronze mirror, and was about to go out, but Yichen grabbed her arm and picked out a bright red robe from the closet: "I think today will be a special day, shouldn't you wear something formal?"

"A special day?" Tong Ling'er whispered silently, as if she understood what Yichen was referring to, took the fiery red robe and put it directly outside, the robe seemed to fit very well, every gap between the handovers was very close, the phoenix's totem seemed to be rushing out at any time, Yichen grabbed Tong Ling'er's back with a long black hair like a waterfall, Tong Ling'er looked at Yichen in surprise from the bronze mirror: "What are you going to do?"

"Such formal clothes should naturally be dressed more solemnly." Yichen asked Tong Ling'er to sit down on the dresser, and quickly selected a few small black hairpins and a red butterfly-shaped hairpin from the small drawer of the dresser, he gently selected a small tuft of hair with his hand, gently wound it around his fingers, and quickly fixed it on it with a black hairpin, but after a few minutes, the hair that was still a little scattered was firmly fixed on his head, and he couldn't see what shape it was behind, Tong Linger still looked at himself in the bronze mirror in surprise, and felt that it was instantly refreshing, and Yichen took a closer look, and inserted the red butterfly hairpin on the right side.

"Now it's good!" Yichen seems to have completed a satisfactory work, and he is a little happy to invite credit.

"Master, this man is really good, but this hand doesn't have your brother Mu Yan!" The little elf smiled hehe: "People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and they finally have a bit of a woman's temperament!"

"Thank you!" Tong Ling'er thanked her softly, maybe in her memory, except for her own mother, she was afraid that no one would help her fix her hair like this, and she felt a little warm and damp in her heart.

"Sir, Miss, the little lord of Yu'er asked me to come over and invite the two of you to the front hall immediately!" There was a sense of begging in the voice of the maid outside, Yichen stretched out his hand to look at Tong Ling'er, Tong Ling'er hesitated for a moment and put his hand on it, the two of them nodded to each other and went out of the door and followed the maid outside to the hall in front of the courtyard, there were many people in the hall, like there was a quarrel, it was too far away, Tong Ling'er couldn't see clearly, but walked in slowly, that is, the moment he just stepped into the front hall, the people in the hall suddenly became quiet, and the men's eyes looked at Tong Ling'er became a little dull, Tong Ling'er smiled calmly, and when she walked inside, she saw that in addition to Xiao Yu'er and Xiang Dong, there was a strange middle-aged man sitting in front of the main hall.

"Sister Tong, sit down, or those will pounce at any time!" Xiao Yu'er's sweet voice sounded, and the two maids stepped forward to lead her to sit down, and Yichen followed her closely.

"Ling'er, today is really special!" Xiang Dong also let out some exclamations.

Tong Ling'er smiled and nodded, looking at the strange man sitting in the center: "Who is this?" (To be continued.) )