Chapter 8: Temptation

If the girl had a normal mind, she probably wouldn't have slapped him again.

But Mingyue was obviously abnormal.

She never expected that the prince was not angry at all, but instead comforted her not to be afraid.

Just this morning, Mingyue still thought that she had no leverage to resist Mori Ye Ling.

The initial plan was to stay put for a while.

Be patient if you can, and take what you can.

Who told her that she is a C-level disabled person and an orphan in this world, and anyone can step on her?

But at this moment, Mingyue suddenly realized something.

Since the chosen one of heaven "willingly degenerates" and falls in love with a commoner, he can even endure being slapped in the face.

So is it...

Mingyue looked at the handsome face so close to her, her eyes cautious like a hunter in ambush, but at the same time with a hint of tentative desire to attack.

"Pah--"

Another crisp slap sounded.

This time Mingyue used her injured left wrist, so the slap was not very strong.

The driver sitting in the front shook his hands on the steering wheel.

The cell phone held by the assistant fell onto his lap with a snap.

The two looked at each other, as if they saw the word "fuck" on each other's faces.

The whole space was dead silent.

But five seconds later, a pitiful cry of "Wuwuwu--" suddenly rang out.

The girl, who seemed to have suffered a great injustice, not only sobbed pitifully, but also continued to fight without holding back at all.

He punched Mori Ye Ling in the chest several times, cursing, "You are a bastard! Bastard!..."

Then he kicked the man's shin bone hard, causing him to wince in pain.

"You, you--", the man couldn't believe it.

When Mingyue saw the fierce look in Sen Ye Ling's eyes and the frown on his face, she cried even louder.

But as she cried, she hit him and threw herself into his arms.

Mingyue hugged the man's neck tightly with her arms, sobbing and cursing:

"Why are you so fierce? You asked me to hit you!"

"What? Can't I hit you? Don't you know what you did?"

"Sen Ye Ling, do you still want to attack me? Okay, come on!"

Morino Ling didn't know what to do with the girl who dared to attack him.

It's both infuriating and funny, so embarrassing.

My emotions were just elevated, and the next moment all my senses were filled with the fragrance and softness of the body.

Morino Ling's ears began to turn red little by little, and he swallowed the threat that was about to come out of his mouth.

Too tight...

The unique pheromone instantly soothed his restless nerves.

Mori Ye Ling picked up Ming Yue with a cold face and sat her in his arms.

He casually grabbed a tissue to wipe her tears, and seeing the girl's wet eyelashes trembling, he said unhappily:

"You'd rather have your hand hurt than hit me? Have you let out enough anger?"

Mingyue was still pretending to cry and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Morino Ling had just seen his girlfriend act wild, and now he saw her return to her deceptive self.

I felt strangely satisfied.

Is she opening up to me a little bit?

Right?

After wiping her face clean, Mori Ye Ling reached out and pinched it, her tone chilling:

"This is the first time I've been slapped twice. Haha... You're really awesome."

Mingyue pretended to be still angry, slapped Sen Yeling's hand away, and put her head on his shoulder.

"Go to the pharmacy to buy medicine first, then take me back to school, and I will forgive you."

Morino Ling was already feeling guilty, so he turned around and kissed the girl on the side of her neck.

"Okay, I apologize, right?"

Morino Ling had a red mark on one side of his face. He turned to the two people in front of him who were scared like quails and said:

"Uncle Wang, let's find a pharmacy first."

"Allen, go buy some medicine. Buy some ointments that can help with blood circulation and relieve pain."

The two responded in unison: "Okay, Mr. Ling."

Mingyue sat quietly on Sen Yeling's lap, being extremely well-behaved.

It seemed as if the terrifying scene just now was just a loving couple having a tantrum.

Seeing Mingyue silent, Senye Ling also came out of his fluctuating emotions.

He reached out and stroked his girlfriend's head, his big hands moving back and forth lovingly on her long, straight black hair.

The other hand held Mingyue's injured wrist.

He lowered his head and placed soothing kisses on the wounds.

"Yueyue, I know you blame me and hate me for what happened yesterday."

Mingyue opened her eyes upon hearing this, and the clean and pleasant voice beside her ear continued:

"I will make it up to you...I will treat you well and always pamper you."

Mingyue was jealous, but still didn't believe a word of it.

If it weren't for the pain from my swollen wrist, I would have thought this person was so gentle.

She just tried it out and the result was:

As long as you act coquettishly and play the role of "girlfriend" well, Morino Ling will devote herself to you wholeheartedly.

But so what?

It's just that I didn't touch the point that really made him angry.

Who knows if he will attack if you make him angry?

Will he use only 30% of his strength next time to break her neck?

Mingyue was once again frightened by her previous impulse.

After silently reciting this in your heart, you should not act on your emotions.

After a moment of silence, she took the initiative to hug Mori Ye Ling tightly and chatted about irrelevant things:

"The final exams are in two months... Morino Ryo, you'll graduate next year, right?"

The academic system of the First Federal University was different from modern ones, ranging from two to six years.

Some majors are two-year programs, such as literature and art;

Some are three years, such as political economy;

Mingyue is a law student and has to study for four years plus two years of internship.

Morino Ryo's major is something that people below S-level cannot enter - federal politics.

He is studying for three years and will graduate after the New Year, so he doesn't have to go to school now.

I heard that Morino Ling's brother worked for the federal government for many years.

The elder brother went into politics, while the younger brother joined the board of directors of Morino Group after graduation.

"Well, there's still half a year left," Mori Ye Ling hugged Ming Yue tightly.

He put his hands around his girlfriend's waist and applied a little force, and the soft flesh seemed to fit between his fingers.

This intimate act of possession made him feel comfortable all over.

Looking down at the person in his arms, his eyes showed no concealment of desire and passion:

"Then buy another house closer? From now on, I'll take you to class before going to the company."

Mingyue: “….”

"Oh, okay."

There's still half a year left, the prince should be tired of it.

Mingyue didn't notice the infatuated look on the man's face as he buried his head in her neck.

He kissed her neck again and again, wishing that his scent would fill her whole body.

This physiological liking is unreasonable and irresistible.

Morino Ling felt that Mingyue was the other half that God created for him.

Half a year would only make his love for Mingyue grow stronger and his possessiveness grow stronger.

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Two hours later

In a manor that retains the European architectural style of the last century.

Scarlet hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the deep and spacious road.

The fountain with angel sculptures reflects a rainbow halo in the sunlight.

"...Rosaceae, Begonia...Mammalia, Lagomorpha, Leporidae?"

In less than three hours, a copy of Mingyue's admission physical examination form was being held between Freeman Caesar's fingertips.

"Are there crabapple and rabbit mixed in the genes of the yellow race?"

Judging from Mingyue's appearance, we can preliminarily judge that her ancestors should be East Asians.

The man with a pair of deep blue eyes stood up and walked to the window, holding a thin two-page investigation report.

Outside the diamond-shaped crystal window, large patches of hibiscus flowers are blooming beautifully.

"Yue, Yue...it turns out it doesn't mean the moon, it means the pearl..."

Freeman Caesar, whose genes are all cold-blooded, has never known what it feels like to have a faster heartbeat and boiling blood.

Just a kiss on the hand broke his empty and cold world.

The subtle restlessness in his heart, the beating of his fiery heart, the desire that was too exciting to suppress...

Everything has a clear purpose and there are no more excuses.

Why should such a lovely, beautiful, sweet and tempting treasure belong to Morino Ling?

Is he worse than Morino Ryo?

No.

In terms of appearance, he and Morino Ryo are not of the same style, but equally superior.

In terms of wealth, only the Yan family, a family with hundreds of years of history, can compete with their Freeman family.

Why couldn't the moon be his?