The paranoid Ling Shao's beloved pet ran away again

"Lanlan, welcome back."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Jinglan felt that the gazes falling on her became more wanton, deep and extremely aggressive.

I could still feel the hot breath from the man's words next to my ears.

"I..." Xiao Jinglan found his voice was a little hoarse as he opened his mouth, "What happened to my previous residence? Why did I come back? I want to live here?"

The man did not answer her immediately. Instead, he walked to the coffee table, picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water. Then he walked over and handed it to Xiao Jinglan.

Xiao Jinglan looked at the white, smooth and bony hand in front of her and couldn't help but be dazed. His hand was still as beautiful as before. Those slender fingers were once tightly interlocked with hers. Although she was not a hand control, she was once obsessed with it. Seeing it now, she couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

"Thank you." She took it casually, and her white fingertips accidentally touched the man's hand. The slightly cool fingertips lightly touched a warm spot, as if she was scalded. She quickly took the teacup and dodged reflexively.

As soon as these words were spoken, the air seemed to become a little colder and the air pressure dropped a little.

The man stared at the girl's slightly drooping eyebrows, pursed his lips unhappily, reached out and held the girl's wrist, pressed his fingertips slightly on her fair and delicate skin, and rubbed his thumb gently back and forth.

His sudden movement almost caused the water in Xiao Jinglan's cup to spill out, and he subconsciously glared at him.

His eyes were confused and bewildered, but also contained a hint of accusation and questioning.

When Ling Yisheng saw her expression which was as familiar as his memory, he couldn't help but feel a little happier and loosened the strength in his hands a little.

"Forget it, drink some water."

Seeing her dry lips, he finally didn't have the heart to argue with her and let go.

Only then did Xiao Jinglan drink the water.

Before she finished drinking, a man's deep, magnetic voice sounded in front of her, answering her question.

"Your original residence is now dilapidated. Not many people live there anymore. It's not safe to live there."

After a pause, he continued, "This is where I live now, and it's also prepared for you."

He had bought this place several years ago and even designed the construction drawings himself, intending to use it as their residence after they got married.

However, before he could bring her over, she had disappeared.

When the man thought of this, a hint of gloom flashed across his ink-black eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Jinglan didn't notice his change, and tried to struggle, "I... I can actually buy it again..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the man, asking in a questioning tone, "Why don't you want to live here?"

Xiao Jinglan turned his eyes away and did not answer.

The man stepped closer and asked, "Don't you like this... or... because of me?"

This remark hit the nail on the head. Xiao Jinglan didn't dare to be so blunt and could only remain silent.

Ling Yisheng refused to let her go, and said in a threat or warning, "If you don't like it, you can change it, but I will be where you live."

The implication is, don't even think about getting rid of him.

Xiao Jinglan thought for a moment, then looked around the villa. The magnificent decorations and dazzling chandeliers made it bright and clean everywhere. There were also exquisite antique ornaments placed everywhere, showing the owner's taste.

This place is better than any place she has lived in before. Even the Xiao family mansion is not as luxurious and magnificent as it.

Although the decoration is gorgeous, it does not appear vulgar. It has the elegance of classical literature and art everywhere. The luxury and tranquility complement each other. Even her favorite decorative color is taken into consideration.

I have to say, this is indeed a pretty nice place to live.

The man had been paying attention to the girl's expression. Seeing her bright and shining eyes and the amazement that could not be hidden in them, he knew that she liked it here.

As expected, Xiao Jinglan agreed, "Then let's live here first."

Since you can't get rid of it, you might as well live in a place you like.

Xiao Jinglan felt a little tired after taking a flight for several hours to return home. "Where is my room?"

"I'll take you there." He came over, took the cup from her hand, put it down casually, then consciously reached out and took her hand and took her upstairs.

Xiao Jinglan suddenly remembered that he had held her hand in the same way a few days ago. She couldn't help but wanted to struggle, but the man responded by holding her hand even tighter.

After going up to the third floor, Ling Yisheng took her to the door of a room at the end of the corridor, took out a key from his pocket, opened the door, and turned on the light.

Xiao Jinglan gradually saw the appearance of the room behind him, and his eyes lit up.

The room is very big. As soon as you walk in, there is a small living room with a coffee table and a long sofa. Opposite it is a huge TV screen. Around the corner is her bedroom.

The decoration style in the room was what she liked, fresh and elegant, with her favorite colors everywhere, light-colored wallpaper, and fresh green curtains.

Exquisite little objects were placed in an orderly manner, and the floor was covered with a layer of light-colored mats, which was carefully covered with a soft carpet.

Xiao Jinglan walked around the man and came to the front. He took off his shoes, stepped barefoot on the soft carpet, and pushed open the door of the bedroom.

There was also a mat inside, covered with a soft carpet, which made it convenient for Xiao Jinglan to walk in barefoot without feeling the coldness of the floor.

There was a big bed in the room with a light blue quilt and pillows with her favorite patterns, fresh and cute cartoon characters. The bedside table was made of sandalwood and there was a photo frame on it. The photo showed her wearing a floral dress and holding his arm, smiling. It was taken on their first date after they got together.

Behind the door is a cupboard with some literary books inside. Opposite the bed is a floor-length wardrobe, which looks very spacious.

There were photos of her on the light-colored wallpaper above the head of the bed, various landscape photos and daily life photos. I don't know where he collected them from.

After looking at the bedroom, Xiao Jinglan was about to turn around and look at the balcony. As soon as he turned around, he was blocked by a hard chest behind him. He was so scared that he lost his balance and rushed forward, straight into the man's arms.

Ling Yisheng was embraced by the girl and naturally did not hesitate. He put his arms around her slender waist, stroked the back of the girl's head with one hand, and inadvertently rubbed her soft and fragrant long hair twice.

Xiao Jinglan came to his senses and tried to get up, but someone pressed his back hard. He couldn't struggle free for a while, and could only muffle his voice and say, "Let... me... go."

The cool breath of the man enveloped her, and the faint fragrance of his clothes penetrated her nose, smelling so good that she couldn't help but be addicted.