When Zhuang Siyan was young and sick, he was also keen on romance and TV series with a domineering president.

At that time, I was not lightly poisoned, I felt that a man was just handsome, rich, and it was not good to be good to himself, he had to be possessive, he had to be possessive, he had to have a black belly, he had to turn the heroine upside down, and he couldn't find the north, so he could only rely on him.

Like Ling Tiancheng before.

I don't care if you love me or not, you can't leave anyway, you are my woman, you have to accept my good, and you have to be good to me.

This kind of love, which is obviously breathless, has become the mainstream in the unsound heart at that time, and when you see a gentle man, you will feel that that person has no personality and is not material for being a boyfriend.

As she grows older, she gradually has a tendency to be cured, especially after she became a private detective, she often has a lot of time to be busy as soon as she receives an order.

Physical and mental exhaustion is the norm, so the secondary two diseases that have just been cured have evolved into another disease.

That is to find a nanny-style man.

Of course, you still have to be handsome and rich, but this man has to be gentle, considerate, meticulous, and caring.

Seeing that she came back from outside, I had to put down everything I was doing, hug her first, and bring her something delicious.

I heard that she was going out, so I had to help her prepare something and give her a kiss.

This man can't have any messy phone calls yet, can't go out on dates casually, preferably not even family and friends, and all the attention is on her every day, fully satisfying her big femininism.

Because this disease was born at a mature age, it was not so easy to get better, and she followed her for many years.

Later, because I saw Ye Yuanpei, I was immediately fascinated by his appearance, so I pressed that thought down.

Because in Zhuang Siyan's heart, Ye Yuanpei would never do all the things she said above.

Ye Yuanpei's illness followed her all the way to the Dasheng Dynasty.

Then she met Ling Tiancheng, in view of the past aesthetics and the pursuit of wealth, I felt that this man was also very standard.

The only thing that people can't stand is his harem of three thousand.

Fortunately, Ling Tiancheng is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and he never focuses on those people, which can be regarded as wholeheartedly towards Zhuang Siyan.

While she is relieved, she occasionally has some pride.

But she really matured and understood her needs.

To find a man, it is not at all to find a handsome, rich, domineering, or gentle one, as she originally thought.

It's about finding someone who understands herself, is willing to pay for herself, and the most important thing is to make herself feel that she is still herself, not a good man.

Ling Tiancheng is a favorite of Zhuang Siyan, this can be seen by anyone who has eyes.

In the past, Zhuang Siyan also felt that he didn't seem to have done anything except spoil her and let her do whatever she wanted.

But on such a night, Ling Tiancheng, as a man, said such a thing to her, which really moved her, and she was a little at a loss.

In the domineering president, the woman that men fancy is to occupy their side.

Therefore, as Ling Tiancheng's status as the emperor, it is most appropriate to lock her up in the palace.

A gentle and considerate man, a woman who looks at her, is going to lose herself and be kind to her, like Ling Tiancheng, he has to give up the throne, live with her in this small courtyard, and serve her exclusively.

As for Ye Yuanpei, that guy doesn't say anything.

Ling Tiancheng didn't force her, he wanted her to live herself, and he wanted to express his love to her, so he took the lead in big things and wronged her in small things.

Obviously, she is one of his concubines, the kind that is always on call, but under this kind of framework, it has become the current situation.

Zhuang Siyan's hand slowly circled his back.

The skin there is smooth and firm, with a sense of strength peculiar to men, and the feeling that you want to pinch it when you touch it.

She thought so, and she did.

It was only a slight squeeze that Ling Tiancheng raised his head.

He was still crawling on Zhuang Siyan's body, but this time he looked up, the two of them were facing each other, and even their breathing was entangled.

Zhuang Siyan said: "You just said so many words, how long have you been holding back?" ”

Ling Tiancheng's face moved forward a little, and his lips were almost on her lips: "It's always there." ”

"Really? I don't believe it, you used to think of me as that Zhuang Siyan's ......"

Because the two were so close, Zhuang Siyan didn't dare to speak loudly, as if he was biting each other with a mouth.

The voice came from the throat, and there was a nasal "buzzing" sound.

This kind of voice was in Ling Tiancheng's ears, and it was the love words that came out when his ears and temples were grinding.

He wanted to answer seriously, but the tone had already changed because of Zhuang Siyan: "Since you bought this house, I knew that you were not her......"

Before he could finish his words, his lips were covered.

Although he only touched it lightly, he was pushed away by Zhuang Siyan again, but his face was already with a kind of fascination and intoxicated smile, as if there were stars in his eyes, and Zhuang Siyan, who was flashing, was not determined.

"When did you find out I bought the house?"

"Hmm...... Bought...... Just get it. He said.

The person had already buried himself in the depths of the quilt and pulled Zhuang Siyan in.

Such a good time, such a good atmosphere, how can one time be enough?

The candlelight in the room dodged left and right, as if he was ashamed to see the pair of people on the bed, and finally the corner of the quilt that Ling Tiancheng lifted was completely extinguished with a little wind.

Then a suppressed, joyful voice overflowed from the quilt, crisping the man's body and mind.

He leaned down again and covered the room tightly.

When it was getting bright outside, Zhuang Siyan woke up.

It was probably because she slept too late last night, and she didn't open her eyes with a lot of effort, but she only moved her hand for a moment before she felt someone around her.

Ling Tiancheng's voice came immediately: "Sleep a little longer, it's still early." ”

She asked, "When?" ”

"No matter what time it is, it's okay anyway."

Yes, they are not in the palace now, he doesn't have to go to see the song, and she doesn't have to be afraid of which palace concubine will come to talk to her again, so she can sleep as long as she wants.

As soon as Zhuang Siyan thought about it, he thought that Ling Tiancheng was not like this before.

When the two of them went out, they were not in the palace, but he still got up very early every day, basically every time Zhuang Siyan got up, she was the only one left in the room, so Zhuang Siyan also thought in his heart, did this man get sick early.

"When did you wake up, why can't you wake up?" She asked, her eyes still closed.

Ling Tiancheng replied: "I've woken up a long time ago, I'm looking at you." ”

When Zhuang Siyan heard this, his eyes opened, and he pulled his body away a little, looked at him and asked, "Look at me?" Is that what you see? ”

Ling Tiancheng's eyebrows were raised, the corners of his mouth were pulled, and a shallow smile leaked out from there, and the spring breeze entered Zhuang Siyan's heart.

Originally, he said that it was terrifying to stare at people in the morning, so he swallowed it back so hard.

It seems that being stared at by such a big handsome guy is not scary, and it is a little happy.

She lay back down, her head resting on Ling Tiancheng's arm, and deliberately rolled back and forth a few times, and then asked him with a side face, "Does it hurt?" ”

Ling Tiancheng: "It doesn't hurt. ”

Zhuang Siyan: "Hemp?" ”

Ling Tiancheng: "No, hemp." ”

Zhuang Siyan: "Then I definitely didn't have enough pillow for one night, I have to make up for it now and sleep with him again." ”

Ling Tiancheng just looked at her and smiled, but didn't respond.

And the person who spoke, sure enough, closed his eyes as soon as the voice fell, and after a while, the person really fell asleep.

Zhuang Siyan slept very soundly, dark and sweet dreams, he didn't even have a dream, and when he woke up, he almost didn't figure out what time it was.

It was just that when his body moved, he found that there was still a person on the bed, and when he saw that it was Ling Tiancheng again, everything last night and this morning came back to his mind.

She got up from the bed again, but found that her waist was still a little sore after sleeping for so long, and she couldn't help muttering: "You men, you only care about your own enjoyment, and you don't care about the life or death of women." ”

Ling Tiancheng was stunned by her words.

However, he quickly said truthfully: "It seems that last night I said that I would sleep twice, and you said that you can ...... seven times a night."

Zhuang Siyan turned his head suddenly, glared at him with a "you are neurotic" eyes, and he couldn't care about the backache, so he got up and was about to go out.

The body was pressed back by the man: "If you are tired, lie down for a while, I'll go get you some food, take care of it, can we have eight times tonight?" ”

Zhuang Siyan: "......"

It's going to be a dead end.

Ling Tiancheng was carrying a tray with her favorite snacks and a cup of morning tea with milk, all of which were neither hot nor cold.

After putting it on the table at the head of the bed, he quickly reached out again, helped Zhuang Siyan up, and put on her clothes.

While watching her eat, he said: "The people in this house are very useful, I look better than those in your palace, if you think they are good, it is better to call them into the palace, and take care of you." ”

Zhuang Siyan hurriedly waved his hand at him: "No need, they are all family and well-known people, they do things here, and they can usually go home to see if they have time, if they enter the palace, it will be difficult." That palace gate of yours, it's easy to get in and out. ”

Ling Tiancheng saw that her face was bitter, and immediately gave in: "When I go back, I will return the waist card to you who left the palace, I don't have to restrict your freedom, I just want you to be able to go back there when you are in a bad mood, and I am here." ”

Zhuang Siyan almost said that it was precisely because she returned to the good that she would be in a bad mood.

When the words came to his mouth, he swallowed the snack again, and changed his sentence to say: "Well, you're right, it's okay now anyway, it's fine for me to live in the palace." ”

Ling Tiancheng smiled again.

He didn't know how many times he laughed in a day.

Zhuang Siyan remembered that he didn't laugh much before, even if he laughed, it always made people feel that there was not much happiness in that smile, and he was bitter when he laughed.

Especially when he was dealing with things, his face was not only bitter, but also seemed to be covered with a layer of coldness, and he would feel that kind of impersonal affection without talking to him.