The Immortal Doctress: Emperor’s Consort

"This is my favorite dress."

The deep and gloomy eyes were full of affection, Ling Yunting stared at the stunning face of Qingcheng in front of him, and suddenly approached for a few minutes.

When the shadow once again covered Mu Zhiqing, she couldn't help but pause. This is a crime for you...

The man's perfect face gradually approached, and his dark eyes glowed brightly like obsidian, and her reflection was full.

As the man's breath was getting closer and the atmosphere getting warmer, Mu Zhiqing realized that the situation was a bit dangerous, and was ready to escape.

At this time, however, Mu Zhiqing couldn't take care of this, and hurried to her house quickly.

Along the way, I noticed the clothes on the bed. After thinking about it, I took it in my hand. This is a better explanation...

"Wow..."

There was a sound of water, and just as Mu Zhiqing was about to open the door, a big hand suddenly reached the door.

Mu Zhiqing raised her eyes subconsciously, and saw that handsome and extraordinary face had appeared in front of her.

He was tall and tall, standing in front of her, with one hand on the door, and directly confined her in the shadows.

His hair was still carrying water, because he was too hurried, he just casually put on his clothes, exposing a large chest and healthy skin, exuding a fatal charm.

"Young Master Ling?"

Mu Zhiqing's body is close to the wall, this scene is too terrible!

"See no evil, see no evil..."

Mu Zhiqing thought silently in her heart, controlling her gaze not to flutter, but such a stunning beauty is right in front of her, close at hand, it is really hard to calm down!

The man's dark and unclear eyes fell on the woman's blush little face, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised to outline the arc of evil charm.

"Madam... something to do with me?"

His voice is a little more dull than usual, and the already extremely magnetic voice has an unprecedented charm, which makes the already ambiguous atmosphere continue to ferment...

"Uh... Actually, it's fine."

Mu Zhiqing looked at the perfect face like a **** in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh, it's really beautiful!

"I'm going to the college tomorrow. I want to tell you a lot. I didn't expect you to be bathing. I'm really sorry."

Ling Yunting smiled, "Madam always brings me unexpected joy."

Hearing the ridicule in the man’s words, Mu Zhiqing was also very helpless. What did she think just now...

"That...this is for you."

Mu Zhiqing lifted her clothes, which opened the distance between the two, and she was immediately relieved.

Ling Yunting only noticed the clothes in the woman's hand. After seeing the familiar fabric and the peach blossoms on the cuffs, his eyes suddenly solidified.

This is the third time he has seen this dress.

However, he never thought that there would be such a possibility.

"This is for me?" The man's tone flashed with an imperceptible tremor, but more surprises.

Mu Zhiqing nodded slightly, "You helped me a lot before, and I didn't know how to express my gratitude, so I made this dress. I hope you will not dislike it."

"Don't dislike it."

Almost at the moment when Mu Zhiqing's voice fell, Ling Yunting's voice rang.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

After Mu Zhiqing noticed the joy from the man's eyebrows, her eyes gradually filled with a smile.

"You like it."