Meng Yuan tightened his arms and wrapped her tightly around her, with an evil smile on his face. "Ling'er accompany me."
Zhao Ling couldn't help but give him a roll of eyes when she saw his smug smile. This guy's rogue skills were really perfect.
However, she was not disgusted. She even thought that Meng Yuan in this way was quite cute.
She crouched on his chest and drew slowly with her fingers, seemingly casually, but Meng Yuan felt that she was drawing one word.
"Ling?" He asked uncertainly with a puzzled face.
Zhao Ling smiled. This guy's senses were really sharp.
"That's right. A-Yuan, actually, this is my real name." Zhao Ling stared into his eyes, her tone soft and sure.
She knew that there were too many suspicious things about her, but no matter what the outside world thought of her, the man in front of her had always believed in her, protected her, and petted her.
