A real jerk
"But we don't have any seats left. I don't know if Young Master Kun will allow us to share a table," Qin Zixian said, also looking troubled.
She didn't want to be separated from her best friend either, and she lived in constant fear.
But the family said they needed to win over the twin brothers.
Ling Yan ignored her, but Ling Kun preferred girls like her and Ming Anya.
Two timid girls huddled together for warmth.
Both were girls oppressed by their families, forced to please the Ling family, and powerless to resist.
It was just to give Ling Kun a bit of face.
Ling Kun was a reckless man.
But he also has a tender side.
But not many.
How greedy he is.
He admires Qin Zixian's beauty, yet cannot let go of Ming Anya's gentleness.
Ming Anya secretly told Qin Zixian that Ling Kun suggested she get plastic surgery.
Yes, they even provided a reference person, Qin Zixian.
Qin Zixian trembled upon hearing the news.
Fortunately, she wasn't crippled; she's so fragile.
Thank you, Principal Ling, for showing mercy.
The two petite girls grew closer and closer.
In fact, when Ling Kun has nothing to do, he thinks about which girl he should pursue.
He even cornered Ming Anya against a wall.
She was delicate and soft-bodied, appearing weak and easily bullied.
Before I even touched her, tears were already streaming down my face; she was practically a girl made of water.
I was just about to take a bite.
And then I saw her pale, bland face.
Ling Kun immediately lost interest.
Ming Anya's face is simply not in the same league as Qin Zixian's.
They ate at the table to his left every day.
Ling Kun always made Qin Zixian sit to his left front, where he could see her as soon as he looked up.
Across a narrow alley, Ming Anya sat to his left, a spot within easy reach of him.
This damn need for control.
Two girls, the one closest to him.
But he didn't want to see Ming Anya's face directly.
To put it more clearly.
that is
Ling Kun liked Ming Anya's body and Lin Daiyu's temperament, but disliked her for being ugly.
Of course, Ming Anya is far from ugly. But with Qin Zixian and Mingyu, the school beauty, as examples, she is a perfect match.
Everyone is ugly.
The Qin family members are all strikingly beautiful.
voluptuous and sexy.
Qin Zixian's consistent position as the school beauty since enrolling speaks volumes.
Her mother is a top-tier movie star who is still very active in the film industry at the age of 40.
But Qin Zixian wasn't as delicate as Ming Anya.
She is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside.
Ling Kun had clearly noticed this as well.
He was a domineering and assertive man by nature, and naturally expected his girlfriend to be completely obedient to him.
Instead of someone like Qin Zixian, who appears gentle but is actually stubborn and constantly opposes him.
This is something that has caused Ling Kun a great deal of distress over the past two years.
Ling Yan was clearly aware of her elder brother's dilemma.
The suggestion is for him to take both girls into his possession at the same time.
He had many wives and concubines, enjoying the blessings of having multiple wives.
Looking at his twin brother's warped values, Ling Kun almost cursed.
But then I think of my unreliable father.
Ling Chaoyue, whose biological sister became her half-sister.
"Sigh, never mind, let's wait and see. Maybe there's someone who can have the best of both worlds."
Ling Kun didn't want to wrong himself.
For him, having an ordinary girlfriend, like his cousin, was unbearable.
The Ling family members are all good-looking.
Even if Ling Kun isn't as stunningly handsome as Ling Yan...
He's still more handsome than Qin Yuting.
In addition, there's his overwhelming military power and his relentless (and volatile) personality.
He deserves the best.
Ming Anya~
Let's just give it to Ye Yunran.
You've always been thinking about how ugly I am~ (Anyone who's not as good-looking as him is ugly in Ling Kun's eyes). Here you go, here you go!
So, at some point, Ming Anya was no longer at the table to Ling Kun's left.
But Ming Anya is far too delicate.
One dark and windy night, after evening self-study in the first year of high school, I don't know how I bumped into Ling Kun's arms.
This is like choosing the path to hell when there's one.
Because it was dark, all the lights in the teaching building went out as if there had been a power outage.
Ling Kun couldn't see Ming Anya's face clearly from around the corner, but the exquisite feel of her body told him who the girl in his arms was after just one touch.
Ling Kun was also somewhat puzzled by his body's memory.
"Run for what?"
There's a ghost chasing you.
It was meant as a joke, but it made the girl in his arms tremble even more violently.
Isn't it because I'm afraid of the dark?
Ming Anya nestled softly in Ling Kun's arms, sobbing, and pleaded with him:
"Ling, Kun, could you walk me to the school gate? I'm behind, behind..."
The girl shuddered in fright.
Ling Kun looked behind her.
Sure enough, there was Ling Yan, playing a prank with a flashlight in his hand.
"Tsk~" My younger brother's wicked and perverse sense of humor.
"With me here, I'll take you back to the Ming family." Ling Kun waved his hand, warning his younger brother, who was hiding in the shadows, with a look, forbidding him from causing any more trouble.
Ling Yan turned and left, bored.
"No, no need, the driver is waiting for me at the school gate."
"I said I'd give it to you, so I will." Because he couldn't see Ming Anya's face clearly, Ling Kun tightened his grip on her waist.
The feel of it made every cell in his body excited.
Clearly, Ling Kun is not one to compromise himself.
She gestured for Ming Anya to call her driver right away.
With trembling hands, Ming Anya handed the phone to Ling Kun, letting him speak for himself.
She was clearly still shaken from the shock she had just experienced.
In Ming Anya's mind, there had been something following her just now.
This made her snuggle even closer into the arms of the masculine Ling Kun.
A beautiful woman in my arms, her body delicate and soft, with such a wonderful feel to her touch.
He then rubbed it even more comfortably.
"Your waist is so slender." Ling Kun's large hands gripped Ming Anya's waist tightly.
I would stroke it every now and then.
Then, as she snuggled into his arms, he carefully felt her body.
She also has a fantastic figure; although the girl looks thin, she has everything she needs.
Ling Kun was secretly overjoyed.
At this moment, Ling Yan, who had turned back for some unknown reason, emitted a sinister low groan from the strange prop he carried with him.
A cold wind seemed to blow into the dark stairwell.
Ling Yan mouthed to Ling Kun: "Make the most of this."
Only then did he leave, having successfully completed his mission.
Hearing the howling wind in her arms, Ming Anya huddled completely in Ling Kun's embrace, her cheek pressed against his chest, her hands tightly wrapped around his waist, her whole body pressed against him, as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.
It was shaking uncontrollably.
"Are you really that scared?" Ling Kun found it somewhat amusing.
The girl's lips had turned white, and Ming Anya had no doubt that if she heard that voice again, she would faint the next second.
Ling Kun's large hand pressed Ming Anya against himself once again.
The weather in early autumn is still a bit hot and dry.
The girl was still wearing her summer school uniform.
Holding her in Ling Kun's arms in this position, her chest was pressed tightly against his.
Her legs were touching his.
Ling Kun mischievously lifted Ming Anya up a little.
The girl let out a muffled groan.
His chest was so hard; although it made her feel very safe, it hurt a little when she pounded on it.
"What a spoiled brat." Ling Kun chuckled lightly.
Ming Anya refused to get up from Ling Kun's arms on her own.
Only by staying close to him could she find even a tiny bit of security.
It seemed that as soon as she left his yang energy, she would be completely swallowed up by the eeriness of the darkness.
Ming Anya couldn't understand why she would encounter such a supernatural event tonight.
But clearly, the boy holding her wasn't afraid.
Ming Anya clung tightly to Ling Kun.
Not letting go of even the smallest gap between them.
Her legs pressed against his.
Ling Kun was taken aback by Ming Anya's bold move.
"What are you doing!" The boy was easily provoked by her.
He rebuked her for her insolence.
Ming Anya didn't care about his current feelings; she just wanted yang energy.
She clung tightly to the burly boy in the shadows, like a female ghost absorbing a man's yang energy.
They were trying to collect her spirit, which had just been terrified and scattered.
Ling Kun initially thought he had gotten the better deal, but after a short while, he realized he was wrong.
Damn it.
How can this girl be so good at flirting?
She's so ugly, but her figure is amazing!
Tsk tsk.
I remembered what my younger brother Ling Yan once said: "If you turn off the lights, it doesn't matter what you look like."
Ling Kun lowered his head viciously and bit down hard on Ming Anya's neck.
He successfully bit the girl until she cried.
A soft sob escaped her lips, and soon hot tears soaked Ling Kun's shirt.
Ling Kun was in a real bind.
He didn't know how to coax her; all he could do was awkwardly pat the girl's back with his two bear paws.
As a result, the girl hugged him even tighter.
Ling Kun grunted.
The suppressed mid-to-low frequencies were particularly alluring in the night.
"Ming Anya, if you don't let go, I won't be polite." The boy's tone was full of suppressed anger and irritability.
Letting go is impossible.
It seems that Ming Anya's three souls and seven spirits, which she had just regained, have only just returned to their rightful places.
Didn't she need the Ming family's support? She ate in the cafeteria with him for two years and was his rumored girlfriend for a year and a half. It's not unreasonable to help her exorcise the ghost, is it?
She won't let go.
The damp darkness still surrounded them.
So much so that later, when Ming Anya Zhen married Ling Kun, and seeing the gloomy and annoying Ling Yan who was always hanging around in front of her, she finally realized that she could never leave Ling Kun for the rest of her life.
However, Ling Kun, now tightly embraced by the girl, was already showing obvious physical reactions.
Regardless of whether she's ugly or not, I'll suppress this frustration first.
Ling Kun lifted Ming Anya's head.
The intense heat and overwhelming male hormones engulfed Ming Anya.
Those large, burning hands continued to tighten around her waist...
Ming Anya was having trouble breathing after being kissed by Ling Kun. She didn't understand why she was being attacked after just absorbing some yang energy.
As expected, all the men in the Ling family are devils.
She is now experiencing not only a tremor in her soul but also a feeling of suffocation in her body.
The frail girl, startled by Ling Yan and then kissed by Ling Kun, successfully fainted.
Ling Kun looked at the unresponsive little girl in his arms.
He scoffed, "Useless."
Then he scooped the girl up in his arms and strode out of the school with a triumphant air.
The younger brother emerged halfway out of the darkness, leaning lightly against the wall.
From this perspective, he is darker than darkness itself.
In the darkness, the flickering flames seemed to mock Ling Kun.
She's just a woman; if you like her, there's no reason to let her go.
That just means Anya is ugly, Ling Yan doesn't think so.
That figure is one in a million.
Without comparing her to Qin Zixian, isn't Anya's face actually prettier than Lin Zhihan's?
Even someone as handsome as their cousin Ling Yan doesn't mind, but their brother Ling Kun, that brute, really needs to be taught a lesson for his unfounded and perfect ideas.
Thinking of Lin Zhihan, that ordinary yet somewhat adorable girl.
Ling Yan's lips curled into a strange, sinister smile.
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