Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again! Chapter 662

Chapter 662, you are not as good as him at all.

Ling Duan saw Yan'er's complexion changed drastically, and his heart became even more uncomfortable. Jealousy and jealousy swept over.

His eyes became visibly darkened by the naked eye, and the hand holding the bell trembled slightly!

Ever since I met that country bumpkin.

Yan'er was completely absent-minded, staring straight at the other person, as if her eyes were glued to the other person's body.

She has never cared so much about other men before, and she doesn't take him seriously in doing so!

Envy makes people ugly.

Ling Duan no longer cared whether his words were appropriate or not, and forcefully squeezed out a questioning word from between his teeth.

"Yan'er, you seem to... care about that country bumpkin?"

Ling Yan clenched her fists under her sleeves when she heard the three words country bumpkin, but a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Brother Ling is jealous?"

This cousin seems to be a little ungrateful, does he really think he is her unmarried husband-in-law?

It's so ridiculous~

That ugly face really made her unbearable for a moment. If her father hadn't issued a death order to let her get in touch, she would have let him go as far as she could!

Again and again, San scolded the man she liked and cared about, really reckless.

Ling Yan's beautiful smile made Ling Duan dazed for an instant, and his originally rigid tone softened instantly.

"Yan'er, I... I'm just asking casually, maybe I'm thinking too much, how can a country bumpkin like that, a fairy like Yan'er, be able to see it?"

Hearing this, the smile on Ling Yan's face became even more beautiful, but the coldness that flashed in her eyes was frightening. She walked up to Ling Duan slowly, took the bell from his hand and pressed it hard He landed on the table and made a loud noise.

"Peng Yiyi!"

Ling Duan's face turned pale instantly.

Her slender jade fingers landed on Ling Duan's neckline and pulled it down, leaning closer, narrowing her eyes slightly.

"A casual question? Brother Ling, what right do you have to ask me? Who are you to me?"

Ling Duan was counter-pressed by Ling Yan's aura, and only then did he realize that his identities were very different from Ling Yantian's, his eyes flickered suddenly.

"Aren't you just a distant cousin? You've only sat side by side with me for a while, and you're so lenient. Who gave you the guts? Huh? Are you courting death?"

The last three words, Ling Yan roared out suddenly, the voice was so loud that the whole floor could hear it.

Hearing the violent ringing of the bell and the movement above, the four waiters hurried to the curtain and asked worriedly.

"My dear guest, what are your orders?"

Ling Duan was about to speak, but Ling Yan gave him a look, and he was too scared to speak.

Ling Yan let go of Ling Duan, and resumed that soft voice.

"Nothing, make me a pot of tea."

The four waiters looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't ask any more questions, they just responded.

"yes!"

Ling Duan took a few steps back, and said with lingering fear: "Yan'er, I didn't expect you... you are... such a woman..."

He paused, flushed, excited.

"I just said a few words to him, and you were so angry. Could it be that you really fell in love with him? Do you know that the person Wang Ye likes in his heart is me, it's me!!"

"How can that country bumpkin compare to me???"

Ling Yan sat down, and lightly said: "Heh, in my opinion, you are not as good as him at all~"

"Because...he got into my eyes, you didn't!"

This sentence is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, piercing Ling Duan with holes all over his body...

(end of this chapter)

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