Chapter 16: Interstellar Heartthrob (16)
The poor beautiful girl who hesitates and is lonely wins Shandra Wilson's sympathy.
Miss Wilson magnanimously took Ling Chan back to her room for food, shelter and clothing, and Ling Chan lived happily.
Relying on sweet words, Ling Chan asked for a ticket from Sandra Wilson.
The interstellar era no longer engages in paper tickets, and the ferry tickets must be bound to Ling Chan's personal light brain.
Where does Ling Chan have a light brain?
She was calm: "I gave Roy the light brain." β
Sandra remembered the appearance of throwing the white crystal in Roy's face in the banquet hall of Ling Chanbai, and couldn't help but persuade: "Important credentials must not be given to others casually!" You must not be a love brain again?! β
Ling Chan lowered her head and leaned weakly into Sandra's arms.
Sandra sighed, gave Ling Chan a new light, and helped her authenticate as a guest, after which Ling Chan could move through the building unimpeded, and finally, Sandra sent Ling Chan a ticket.
"Can you give me another ticket?" Ling Chan asked in a low voice.
"Huh?" Sandra wondered, "What are you going to do with it?" β
"I'd like to find a male companion to get on the boat with." Ling Chan swallowed slowly, "I don't want Roy anymore, I want to get a new one." β
When Sandra heard this, she didn't say a word, and gave Ling Chan another ticket.
"Thank you," Ling Chan hugged Sandra's waist, "You're so amazing!" β
Looking at Lou Yunting's reaction, I thought it would be difficult to get this ticket.
"No, no, I'm not good," Sandra said with a grin, "mainly because my aunt is more powerful, and she is the Empress of the Empire, so it doesn't matter if I am presumptuous." β
Ling Chan snorted and was amused.
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Soon the day will come to board the ship.
Passengers with four different classes of tickets boarded the ship in an orderly manner.
Ling Chan and the female partner were separated and waited at the door of the boarding hall.
Lou Yunting didn't tell her to wait for a long time.
Graceful, a man in a formal suit, gracefully holding Ling Chan's arm, he was much taller than Ling Chan, and his tone and attitude when he spoke seemed condescending, "Good boy, I almost thought I was released from the pigeon just now, I was very sad." β
Ling Chan was a little curious: "What would happen to you if I really let you go for pigeons?" β
"Probably broke the wings of a bad pigeon that didn't obey, and it couldn't fly around anymore."
Lou Yunting said, repeating with a smile, "Probably, probably." β
said terrible words, but in reality, the two walked side by side, leaning on each other, looking very intimate, the smile on their faces was gentle and moving, and they looked like a young couple in love with each other.
"It really makes me sad," Ling Chan grabbed his arm and complained, "I'm doing my best to help you get a summons and a serious identity, and you are so suspicious of your ally?" β
"It's me who is too despicable." Lou Yunting's tone was not so much an apology as a mockery, "Beautiful princess, you have the right to impose any punishment on me. β
"I do have a request."
The hatch opened, Ling Chan and Lou Yunting entered their room, and Ling Chan quickly spread her hand and quickly distanced herself from him.
"Please."
Lou Yunting didn't seem to feel the fact that he was disgusted at all, and sat leisurely on the armchair, his long legs folded, "It's my honor to serve you." β
Contrary to his relaxed posture, Ling Chan warned with a broken face: "I don't care what you are going to great lengths to upload for, and no matter which nobleman you want to get close to, don't pull me in, you should know that a person born like me can do anything in order to survive." β
Ling Chan looked extremely vigilant, her eyes wide open, like a small herbivore with an alarm all over her body.
Lou Yunting bent his eyes, stretched out his hand towards Ling Chan, and stopped the frowning girl in his arms, "People from this background? What is this origin? You are my princess, how can you say such contemptuous words? β
Ling Chan sat in his arms, but she was half a head shorter than him, she was frightened by this sudden attack, and she was about to push Lou Yunting subconsciously.
Lou Yunting grabbed her wrist, and his fingertips rubbed on the inside of Ling Chan's wrist, resting on the beating artery.
Ling Chan's body tensed, and her body spontaneously recalled the feeling of being held down by an artery in a small cubicle and controlling her breathing.
β¦β¦ Dangerous.
She stopped her movements stiffly, her five fingers were on Lou Yunting's shoulder, looking at the man with a smile in her eyes, her long fingers scooped up a strand of her black hair and lightly imprinted it on her lips.
"Of course I will protect you, my princess, my rose."
Two pairs of completely different, but equally beautiful black eyes looked at each other in silence.
Half paid, Ling Chan relaxed her stiff body, opened her arms and hugged Lou Yunting, like a bird drenched in the rain, and returned to her warm home.
Her fingers were hidden under the back of the sofa, and she wrote word by word on Lou Yunting's back: [There is surveillance? γ
Lou Yunting's cold fingers drew a hook on the back of Ling Chan's neck, and Ling Chan shivered when she was frozen.
Damn fellows!
Ling Chan couldn't help but be angry, and hammered Lou Yunting again.
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"I'll just say there must be something wrong with these two people!" Roy gritted his teeth and pointed to the high-definition screen in front of him, Ling Chan in the screen was unilaterally beating Lou Yunting, Lou Yunting was a head taller than her but only smiled and dodged, looking like a little couple making a fuss.
The Son of the Temple sat on the side, frowning.
Roy punched Lou Yunting in a photon screen in annoyance, and the human fist passed through the virtual screen, and there were ripples on the screen.
Lou Yunting's face was completely blocked.
Roy relieved himself a little, and dragged the progress bar forward again, dragging it to the sentence that Ling Chan said as soon as she entered the door: "I was born like this...... Don't bother me......"
"It's boring to hear this!" Roy shouted angrily.
The person sitting next to him still had an indifferent face that was so sad that there was no joy or sorrow, and said calmly: "Installing a camera in the guest's room, Roy, you have broken the rules." β
"She's not a guest! That's just a little grass, a slave! β
I was silent for a while, looking at the quiet expression of the political pen, Roy's anger soared even higher, "You don't even believe me?!" No one knows better than you that my so-called fiancΓ©e is just a shield to cover people's eyes! You don't believe me. β
The Holy Son glanced at Roy, who was jumping on his feet, at the delicate and beautiful face of the girl on the screen, and said, "You seem to like her very much." β
"Like?!" Roy jumped up from the couch as if he was on fire, "Although our friendship is deep, you can't insult me like this!" β