Zheng Ling eyes moist, "my grandfather paralysis, because of emotional problems, repeated fever, repeated panic."

The Impatiens began to cry? Zheng Ling elder sister. I think it will only get worse if you stay in yujiazhai. Otherwise, you can go back to the imperial capital as soon as possible. Without Yu Qianqian's gas, your mood will not fluctuate so much. "

Zheng Ling thought and nodded.

When Zheng Ling returned to Qingmei Town, her body began to fever again. Zheng Ling is also free to deal with, quickly find the medicine box, find out the antipyretic medicine to take.

Lord Zhan came back later.

When I came back, I saw Zheng Ling standing in front of the French window. The thin figure of her back looked very lonely. The cold Lord gave birth to a kind of heartache and went to embrace her from behind.

"What are you thinking?"

Zheng Ling turned his head and looked at the warlord. He hid his sour feelings and laughed sweetly, "brother Jue, how can you come back?"

"What, miss me?" Han Han asked with a smile.

Lift her chin up and roll gently over her lips.

"Well..."

"have you got the chalcedony?" After the kiss, Lord Zhan loosened her lips and asked.

Zheng Ling shook his head in frustration.

"Mom and Juma are together, I don't dare to press too hard."

"It doesn't matter. I'll get it." Said the warlord.

Zheng Ling's fingers fell on his solid chest and began to circle in his heart.

Han Jue suddenly caught her restless hand, "Zheng Ling, don't ignite."

Zheng Ling slightly Zheng, especially think of Yu Qianqian's words. "He's a strong man and she can't meet his needs."

She suddenly willfully hugged his neck and stood on tiptoe to stick her lips up.

The warlord grinned and accepted her gentle teasing.

He had no resistance to her, and soon his body burned like lava. He picked her up and went to the bed.

Untie the neckline of her cheongsam to reveal the coagulated skin, which makes him totally defenseless. He put it on.

Holding her back in her big hands, she found her back cold.

He stubbornly extinguished all his desires and stared at the red faced Zheng Ling, "Zheng Ling, did you have a fever just now?"

Zheng Ling felt very guilty when he saw the anxious and worried feeling in his eyes.

"Well." She muttered deliberately, "how can I give myself to you without complaining?"

Han Jue's eyes sank, "don't be mischievous. You know what I mean? "

Zheng Ling did not answer his questions any more and held him tightly again.

"I just want you." She said shyly.

The flame of Lord Zhan was ignited by her again. He could not control himself, but let himself sink and fall.

Zheng Ling was very tired and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Wake up the next day.

There was no sign of the warlord.

Zheng Ling pouts her lips out. She originally discussed with the Han hanjue about returning to the imperial capital as soon as possible. It doesn't seem to work today.

Zhan hanjue faintly feels that Zheng Ling's body is very abnormal recently. Since she was hijacked by the military information hall, Zheng Ling's body will have intermittent fever.

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