Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1386 is heard in the corner

"Yes..." Lin Qingyuan's voice weakened, and when she saw the painting in his hand, she quickly raised her voice again, "but that's all the same."

"Well, it's the past." Long Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Since it is the past, what do you keep? Seeing things and thinking about people?"

Lin Qingyuan's eyes darkened, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have one."

"Really not? Then why are you so anxious?" Long Xuan suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and asked coldly.

Lin Qingyuan was suppressed everywhere, her heart was so angry, she couldn't help but shouted: "I just don't like others to scribble my things."

"It seems that you still don't know who you are now, and you didn't put me in your eyes." Long Xuan's voice seemed to burst out of his teeth, suddenly urging his internal force, and the scroll of paintings was in his hands. Turned into powder.

"You..." Lin Qingyuan only frowned when he saw him ruining her painting, and she was not uncomfortable.

After all, it was indeed the same thing in the past, and she was the one who paid it wrong.

Seeing her in a trance, Long Xuan frowned, and suddenly leaned down, pressing her against the table behind him.

"Is it a pity that the painting was ruined?" He pressed her lips in a dangerous voice.

Lin Qingyuan recovered and pushed his chest, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get me up quickly!"

Long Xuanmo's black eyes stared at her closely for a moment, and suddenly bit her brutally.

Lin Qingyuan was in pain and whimpered, but before she could push him, he had covered it again with a strong punishment.

This night, Long Xuan became even more vigorous, as if to prove something, turned a deaf ear to her begging for mercy.

Lin Qingyuan cried miserably on his shoulders.

"Who am I?" the man asked fiercely.

"Husband, husband..." Lin Qingyuan's voice was trembling beyond words.

"Good." The man looked gentle and kissed her sweaty forehead without forgetting to warn him, "Remember, you can't hide other men except for the portrait of your husband. That's betrayal, understand?"

Lin Qingyuan shivered. She wanted to refute his words, but thinking of his methods, she nodded helplessly, "Understood."

Long Xuan's expression eased a little, and after a while, he finally let her go.

Lin Qingyuan had run out of strength, kicked him and rolled into the inside wrapped in the quilt.

Long Xuan glanced at her, didn't care, got up to clean up.

But when he got up, he heard a small noise outside the window.

He listened carefully and heard Bai He's low voice, "Mother Guo, go back soon."

"I know, I have to go back and tell Madam, Madam can finally rest assured now." A woman said with joy.

Long Xuan was stunned, a little unbelievable.

Mother-in-law sent someone to listen to the corner between him and Qingyuan?

However, thinking of the newly married, he didn't make up with Qingyuan, so he vaguely understood what his mother-in-law was doing.

It seems that the mother-in-law is worried about him and Qingyuan, so she sent someone to listen to the corner.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the sleeping woman inside. Thinking of her screaming so badly just now, would his mother-in-law think he bullied her?

Thinking of this, he felt ashamed.

Long Xuan guessed it right, and Mrs. Lin was really worried about the two.

Although Bai He had told her before that the two of them had completed their marriage, and Yuaner confessed in person this morning, she was still a little worried.

After all, when the daughter married, the son-in-law hadn't touched her for a long time. In order to reassure her, the daughter might not lie to her with Bai He.

(End of this chapter)