You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 225 As long as he dares to take the initiative, all will fail

Shi Yaqing is now a gentle and elegant gentleman, and he is no longer as anxious as he was when the two of them served their respective masters.

The man said he would visit for a few days to ask for advice on painting, then he quietly bowed and left.

At this moment, Bai Wan continued to write the booklet to avoid forgetting the previous conversation between the three people.

Ling Shumo suddenly said: "He stayed here on purpose, trying to buy time and find a way to get you to join Lingyu."

"After the "Volume of Shocking Changes", you have become the number one painter in Da Ying. He wants to take you to Lingyu, and he has deep thoughts in mind."

Bai Wan looked at him quietly for a long time, as if smiling, and said firmly: "I said I won't go, so I won't go. You don't have to worry."

Then, he lowered his head again: "Also, please don't give me the title of the best painter in Daying. There are always better people in this world. Maybe the embroidery pattern of any embroiderer on the street is an extraordinary work."

How could Bai Wan not know that Shi Yaqing wanted to delay time?

It's not the first day I've been out here.

As long as you are determined, you will not be afraid of any external interference.

But that's what it says.

into the night.

Ling Shumo slept very unnaturally, lying on the bed hugging Bai Wan, his eyes a little dim.

"Don't move, let me hold you like this." He whispered in her ear.

A look of loneliness and worry.

These days, they half-hug each other and snuggled together every day. Although they were very close, Ling Shumo never dared to overstep the line because of the injuries on Bai Wan's body.

It's rare to see someone hugging someone so tightly.

Bai Wan's eyes were clear, he just felt the temperature behind him was extremely hot and uncomfortable, he wanted to turn over but someone held his thin wrist.

"You won't leave, right..." Ling Shumo was stubborn and serious like a child.

If he saw the other person's face, he would probably not care.

Bai Wan smiled evilly and patted the hands around him, feeling both amused and angry.

Of course he knows.

This man applies medicine to his wounds every night. This is common in his body, except that he is a little too reserved.

"In this chaotic world, many choices are beyond our control. Ah Bai, we will be together for the rest of our lives, right?"

Since they got engaged, they have never said "I like you" or "I like you" to each other.

What about loving you, admiring you? Such more straightforward love words were not said at all.

However, the promise of love is witnessed by heaven and earth, and the lifelong companionship is always the same.

Bai Wan suddenly turned around, without listening to the other person's words at all, and kissed the person on the lips.

"Of course. We are always apart more than together, and you are right to worry if you don't keep your promise. But I swear, there will be no separation next time! Seriously..."

"Really?"

“Realer than real gold!”

Ling Shumo stared at him, looking at the slightly pale face opposite him, and his eyes, which had regained their sight, had regained their emotions.

He couldn't help but stretch out his fingertips and touch the lips of the person who had just kissed him from bottom to top.

Maybe it's because I've been suppressed for too long...

The moonlit cheeks are too intoxicating, too confusing...

His suppressed emotions burst out like a gusher.

Ling Shumo kissed the person deeply, his warm breath spreading from the forehead to the eyelids, and finally landing on the lips and caressing repeatedly.

The scent of ink is intoxicating, and I have longed for it.

By the time she reacted to the intense kiss, her body temperature from the friction of her clothes had gradually risen, burning like flames.

The two of them then discovered that when they were in love, even the most ordinary kiss could not relieve it.

"Are you...are you completely healed?"

Ling Shumo's cheeks flushed, and he asked cautiously and stuttered. He would not dare to do anything without permission.

Perhaps guessing what this person wanted to do, Bai Wan was stunned for a moment before he smiled evilly while panting:

"Zi Chen, you want to pledge yourself to me so soon..."

He actually thought the other person was kind of cute.

Zichen, who can be proactive even when not drinking, is truly admirable!

The extremely beautiful face opposite was so embarrassed that it was hard to tell the level of blush.

It's a pity that you can ask such a question seriously.

She looked so full of lust and yet she was trying so hard to hold it back. She was really a beauty that was so shy that it was impossible to refuse.

Ling Shumo looked at the person opposite him who had no shyness at all and could still smile so shamelessly. He just wanted to bury himself in the quilt and hide for eight or ten hours.

So he immediately wanted to turn around.

"Hey! Are you a man? How can you give up halfway?" Bai Wan tore open the belt of the man opposite him and pressed forward.

The voice was filled with relief and confidence.

"Ling Shumo and Han Miaoran are a couple that will never be separated in this life!"

Her black hair was all loose and her clothes were falling.

As the candlelight flickered, a few crystal beads of sweat dripped onto the collarbone, emitting a burning red color, and the body seemed to be pulled by the emotions.

"No, why is it still like this..."

The white pea in the middle of the journey was planning to turn over and move forward!

Then, unsuccessful...

Roll your shoulder blades and try your best!

Still, unsuccessful...

In short, everything would fail as long as he dared to take the initiative...

The spreading aura of love becomes stronger and stronger, and the person who has accepted his fate has blurred eyes and gradually becomes tired and weak under its gentle care.

The person opposite was still lingering on his neck, searching for the cold fragrance one spot at a time.

All he could hear was her hoarse murmurs kissing his shoulder: "If you feel uncomfortable, you must speak up..."

The white peas whimpered softly.

I won’t tell you, even if you kill me, for the sake of his face and dignity as a man.

Well…

After dawn.

The sun poured in through the gaps in the window frames, and the curtains were still hanging.

But someone's emotions were confused.

He didn't remember what happened the night before at all. He just felt sore and uncomfortable all over and had difficulty getting up.

Looking at the person sleeping next to me, he looks even more graceful like a orchid while sleeping.

My guess is that it was normal for people to do this when they were so passionate last night...

This time is even worse than last time.

Bai Wan was embarrassed and annoyed. She cleaned herself up in a daze and tied the last bit of her belt.

Then, he walked to the desk, picked up a pen and started writing.

If Ling Shumo saw this, he would be shocked.

It turns out that Bai Wan actually wrote a letter of promise:

In heaven and on earth, the chaos is prosperous. Only a confidant can tell the truth.

A perfect couple is made in heaven, destined to be together for a hundred years. Heaven and earth are the mirror, and they will stay together until old age.

Han Miaoran and Ling Shumo wrote a book as evidence.

The black words on this white paper, in duplicate, are written in a smooth and flowing style, like a spring.

Finally, Bai Wan got some cinnabar ink from the corner and pressed his fingerprints on it, and also put a print on Ling Shumo's thumb.

I just felt the fingerprints were clear, dispelling the estrangement of the past few months.

Bai Wan folded the book neatly and put it into her underwear. She stroked the man's hair and kissed him softly: "I have to make you feel at ease."

"Mr. Bai, someone is visiting!" Someone outside the door called him softly.

Pushing the door open, he pretended to be angry and said, "Don't knock if you don't have anything to say!"