Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

This woman, why doesn’t she ask a few more questions or pester me a little more!

If she pestered him a few more times, maybe he would throw down his weapons and surrender, just as she wished!

This bad woman who gives up halfway, is fickle, easily attracted by other people, and is only responsible for causing trouble but not putting it out!

Ling Ye was so angry that he raised his hand to pinch her face, but his fingertips touched her skin, which was as smooth and refreshing as a handful of snow...

My heart suddenly felt soft, and I didn't want to pinch it, so I began to paint gently.

There is nothing Ling Ye cannot get if he wants it.

One day, he would make her willingly take responsibility, willingly be his girlfriend, and willingly be his woman!

The masked couple will become a real couple one day!

His handsome face came over and kissed her gently, strengthening his resolve.

In order to avoid having those messy dreams at night, Ling Ye didn't dare to kiss her too much. He lay down straight and wrapped himself tightly in his quilt.

He recited a few mantras to purify his mind before falling asleep.

I just fell asleep and the beauty appeared in my dream again.

The woman was dressed very coolly, and she threw herself on him, calling him husband and asking for a kiss...

He was overjoyed and moved by the repeated calls of "husband".

He finally has a legitimate name and a name!

The joy in his heart was like the surging waves of a river, unstoppable. He hugged her tightly, kissed her, and wished he could give her his life...

Well, I had a very colorful dream.

It was so beautiful that he woke up in a daze.

When I woke up, I found that what I was hugging was not a woman, but a quilt.

It was still dark and silent.

He lay there stiffly for a while, and the roots of his ears began to heat up again uncontrollably...

He glanced sideways and saw the woman lying on her side, sleeping peacefully.

He quietly got up and went to the bathroom, where he washed his pants and took a cold shower.

Well, after taking a cold shower, I feel completely refreshed.

I can't sleep anymore.

In order to avoid reminding the chaotic images in his mind, he simply picked up his phone and went outside to work.

Han Ting sent him the information about the 913 case, which lay quietly in his mailbox.

He clicked it and found that the document, which consisted of dozens of pages, had been simplified by Han Ting.

He frowned and began to read slowly.

After reading it, a thick layer of frost had unconsciously covered my brows.

Sitting there, he organized his thoughts for a while, then suddenly picked up his personal mobile phone and logged into a dark system. Suddenly, a dialog box popped up, filled with unknown symbols and text.

Ling Ye sent some information over.

Then he waited with a gloomy face.

In less than an hour, what he wanted was delivered.

He clicked it, took a look, and sat in the main room waiting with a gloomy brow.

At six o'clock in the morning, Old Man Guan got up as usual and prepared to go into the mountains with his several big dogs.

Ling Ye sat motionless on the armchair, watching Old Man Guan pass through the main hall. Suddenly, he said slowly, "Mr. Guan, let's talk."

It was not a tone of request, but an imperative sentence, exuding a sense of pressure that brooked no room for argument.

Old Man Guan raised his eyes and saw the man sitting in the middle of the main room. His handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression was not very clear, but the awe-inspiring aura made people tremble.

At that moment, the person in front of me looked like a king on the battlefield who had the power of life and death.

Old Man Guan calmed himself down and said indifferently, "I have nothing to say."

Lift your feet to walk.

Ling Ye's fingers tapped the armrest intermittently, like the King of the Dark Night. "Mr. Guan, are you sure?"

As he spoke, he picked up his phone...