ize this wish until she was old and her three babies grew up, but she didn't expect it to come true now.two maids, two doctors and a doctor wait on them, opening their mouths and clothes to hold out t...Duke Louis took off his coat, put it on Leng Qianxue and put his arms around her shoulder.

Leng Qianxue did not refuse, but looked at this side quite casually when she turned sideways.

is right in the eye with Night Thunder.

Night Thunder's eyes were complicated, but Leng Qianxue was arrogant and disdainful. He quickly turned his eyes aside and continued to chat with the Duke of Louis.

Night Thunder got into the car, frowning and saying nothing.

"Why don't you contact Miss Leng with another identity" Ye Hui made a careful proposal.

"if she's really interested in Louis, I can't stop her."

the voice of the night thunder is very calm, but the drooping eyes reveal the uneasy heart.

the night glow dared not speak any more, so she had to accompany her quietly.

soon, back to the hot spring hotel.

Night shock Ting wanted to go back to his room to have a rest, but he met Ling Yun in the living room on the first floor.

she sat on the sofa, holding the pillow, waiting for him with a nervous look on her face.

when she saw him come in, she hurriedly got up and greeted him and said, "Thunder, I want to talk to you."

"Hmm" The night came to a halt and frowned at her.

"I know I must have caused you trouble today, but I didn't mean to."

Ling Yun's explanation of tears twinkling in his eyes and guilt and panic-

"I stayed in my room all day and felt a little bored. I wanted to go for a walk in the evening. When I saw the bodyguard taking your clothes out and learned that he was going to send them to the banquet hall, I wanted to send them to you by the way." I really don't mean anything else. "

"got it." Night Thunder faintly responded, "go to bed early, good night."

then he went straight upstairs.

Ling Yun looked at his back, his face darkened, she bowed her head, and tears fell.

"Don't be sad, Miss Ling, Night always believes in you." The doctor whispered, "have a good rest and don't think about it."

he returned to his room at night, took off his coat and tie, unbuttoned his shirt, poured himself a glass of ice wine and sat down on the sofa to drink.

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at this time, the cell phone rings. It's the old man of the night.

Night Thunder felt a little irritable, so he turned off the sound directly and didn't answer it.

thinking that Leng Qianxue is still having an affair with the Duke of Louis, there may be a further possibility.

drink glass after glass of wine.

under the dim light, the purple smoke of the incense lamp haunts him, as if with an irritating effect, making him hot and dry.

he unbuttoned his shirt, opened it casually, and continued to drink.

and then there was a knock at the door.

"what is it" Night thrill fidgety low drink.

No one answered, so the door was pushed open. Ling Yun dragged her injured foot and walked in slowly, with a tray in his hand and a cup of sober soup in it.

Ling Yun closed the door, came over, crouched in front of the night thrill, put the sober soup on the coffee table, then pulled his sleeve and said in dumb language: "you drink too much, it hurts your body. I made you sober soup. Have some."

Night Thunder frowned and gave her a cold look: "I see, you go down."

Ling Yun picked up his suit coat from the ground, hung it on the hanger, and got ready to go out.

but at this time, she could not open the door and twisted the doorknob so hard that there was no response.

she hurried to the sofa and said to the night thunder, "Thunder, the door is locked from the outside!"

Night Thunder staggered up, ready to open the door, but suddenly felt dizzy and fell soft.

Ling Yun hurriedly supported him, but because of lack of physical strength, the two fell on the bed together.

Night Thunder pressed on Ling Yun, blurred vision, as if the delicate woman under the body is cold Qianxue, he stroked her hair, affectionately whispered: "Qianxue …" with me here." Feng Qianxue held Zhu Ma's arm and refused to let go."silly boy, he is so old, just like he was when he was a child." Zhu Ma smiled and lay beside the wind and snow. "when I was a chil...