Chapter 561: Young Marshal, I'm Your Wife (17)

The Champs Mansion is located in the concession area and is under the jurisdiction of the Shanghai Tang Police Department.

Here are usually troops under the command of the Chen family, guarding the mansion.

The lease was inhabited by French and British, and Chen Hailin and Xia Ling moved here, which can be regarded as neighbors with the French and British.

There is a lot of danger, but it is also a somewhat dangerous romance.

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Because if you want to stimulate Chen Yan, you must make him believe that they are really husband and wife.

At night, Chen Hailin and Xia Ling had to live in the same room.

On the surface, they moved in happily, and Xia Ling cleaned up the entire mansion and arranged it to their liking.

When he got to the room, the tips of Chen Hailin's ears were red.

He didn't have much to do except for some clothes, and the reason why he had to use a truck to move them was because he carried the books he had kept abroad for many years.

The books fit into three large boxes.

At the moment, they are all in the corner of the room.

"You sleep, I just thought of some questions, and I'm going to stay up all night tonight to study."

Chen Hailin entered the same bedroom as the woman, and the whole person was nervous, and his palms were slightly sweating.

Under Chen Yan's gun, he was quiet and brave, but in the face of this slender woman, he seemed to be afraid of her like a beast and couldn't avoid her.

Xia Ling knew that Chen Hailin was a nerd.

However, since she had such a play with him, of course she had thought of all the plans.

"I've prepared an extra quilt, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the ground. At dawn I went back to bed. ”

From the Western pull cabinet, I took out two quilts, one bed was spread on the ground, and the other bed was covered.

Xia Ling had already taken a bath outside, and she was wearing a white middle coat, which was the thin coat worn by women in the skirt in the old days, with a diagonal placket.

This covers her from her neck to her wrists and ankles, also to prevent Chen Hailin from having unnecessary thoughts about her......

Spreading out her long black and moist hair, Xia Ling made the bed quilt and was about to lie on her side to sleep.

"Don't!" Chen Hailin looked at the spacious Simmons.

That's the width, enough to sleep more than three people.

"How can you let a girl sleep on the ground and I sleep on the bed? Then ...... You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the ground, so it's settled. ”

Charling pulled a thin quilt and covered herself.

"Second Shao, this mansion is the eyes and ears of the young marshal from top to bottom, if you get up late in the morning and are found by the subordinates, we are not in the same bed, and the young marshal should be suspicious when you turn around."

"Then ......" Chen Hailin was embarrassed.

He really didn't have the habit of getting up too early, because he always stayed up all night reading and sleeping late.

"So let's do it first." Xia Ling closed his eyes.

The woman didn't want to talk to him more, but from the bookcase, she found the book "Number Theory" that she had been reading recently.

Sitting under the lamp, Chen Hailin moved during the day, tossed for a long time, and fell asleep after not looking at it for a while.

He looked at the woman sleeping on the ground.

Rolling up the quilt and lying on her side, she only showed a small white face.

The woman's black and moist hair, scattered next to the pillow, was like fine silk, which made her complexion more and more fair.

Looking at her face, Chen Hailin vaguely remembered that Ren Ying's black hair was not so good before.

She likes to imitate those Westerners and perm her hair into fluffy curls.

But in fact, Ren Ying'an is quiet, and her black hair is so smooth, which is actually more beautiful than her perm of those curls.

His mind drifted into the distance, and suddenly came back to his senses, Chen Hailin retracted his gaze, as if he had been burned by something.