Chapter 539

Lord Zhan had a dream.

I dreamed that on the day Zheng Ling was eighteen years old, she was wearing a white dress. At a young age, he wants to learn from adults, with his hair in a bun and wearing huge diamond earrings. Although it was an old-fashioned outfit, he had no resistance to him at the age of 26.

She is elegantly beautiful, so beautiful that she can't take her eyes off it.

In the evening, she ran to his room and took off her earrings, her hair in a bun, and even unbuttoned her dress.

Warlord grabbed her arsonist hand and severely criticized her, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm an adult, I can ...... with you"

"No shame." Although he said no, his body began to get irritable.

He was amazed by her beauty.

His chest heaved and his breathing was uncontrollable.

But they still have to deceive themselves, "I don't." ”

Zheng Ling has been rebellious since she was a child, and the more he refuses, the more she takes the initiative. She smiled mischievously and charmingly, "Brother, you lie." You want it! ”

She approached him step by step until she was close to him.

His gaze went from her innocent face to her lovely bare feet.

"How dare you—" He raged like a tyrant.

Zheng Ling smiled happily, "Today is my coming-of-age ceremony, and I have to give myself an explanation." Otherwise, you will be ridiculed by your classmates. They all laughed at me for being an old girl that no one wanted. ”

Zhan Hanjue couldn't help but laugh, "You're only eighteen years old. ”

Zheng Ling put her ear to his chest, "Obviously, there is." Your heart is racing. ”

Zhan Hanjue still wanted to quibble, but Zheng Ling suddenly stood on tiptoe and handed her lips to his.

"Brother, don't you want it, I'm going to find someone else?"

Zhan Han Jue felt that his body was about to go limp. But this abrasive little goblin kept provoking him.

"Brother, won't you kiss me?"

"Zhengling, listen to me, you are really too small. I want to wait for you to grow up, I want you to be at a mature age—" Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Ling angrily pushed him away.

"But a lot of my classmates aren't girls anymore. They're already women. Moreover, they say that when a girl has her period, she is already ripe and can have children. I've been here for years, and I'm all ripe. ”

"You are not allowed to associate with them in the future. You're going to learn badly. ”

"I've learned badly." Zheng Ling blew lightly on his lips.

It was a long, sympathetic kiss.

Maybe he endured it for too long, maybe he loved it too much, he really couldn't care so much at that moment, and when he carried her to bed and wanted to set it on fire, he found that this girl was menstruating.

Zhan Hanjue, who was forced to vent his fire halfway, roared angrily, "Yan Zhengling, you owe a beating." ”

"Speaking of which, you don't love me at all. Well, I'll go find another man. ”

The Lord of War Chill pulled her back, and at that moment, regardless of it, covered her lips.

Zheng Ling responded to him fiercely and enthusiastically with joy.

"Yan Zhengling, twenty years old. I'll marry you again. ”

He came out wrapped in a bathrobe, pinched her small mouth with his big pincer-like hands, and threatened: "These two years, be honest with me." Do not make friends of the opposite sex. ”

"Oh." Someone who did something wrong answered obediently.

"Brother, I can do it!"

Zhan Hanjue pushed her away, ran into the bathroom, and soaked in cold water for an hour before forcibly suppressing the discomfort reaction of her body.

Zheng Ling stood at the door with her neck bent and apologized, "Brother, I was wrong." ”

Yan Xiaoru called him gently.

But the Lord of War was immersed in a beautiful dream and did not want to wake up.

Under the effect of the drug, his body became heavier and heavier. Consciousness is getting more and more confused.

......

"Brother Zhan."

"Brother Zhan."

He suddenly pulled Yan Xiaoru into his arms and kissed her frantically.

"Baby, I want you!"

"Brother Zhan, if you want it, I'll give it to you." Yan Xiaoru reached out to untie her clothes.

The man's affectionate murmur lingered in her ears.

"I was wrong, baby, I was wrong, whether you are Zheng Ling or Luo Shihan, I love you."