"What's going on with you? How come so much blood is shed?"

After noticing Jiang Cheng's injuries, Miss Leng was completely panicked, picked up Jiang Cheng and asked with a worried look on her face.

Hearing Miss Leng's inquiries full of worry, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but raise his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, my above is just that it's too much to break through the realm recently."

"How could it be fine? You have obviously shed so much blood." After hearing Jiang Cheng's explanation, another expression finally appeared on Miss Leng's face, which had been cold and frosty.

"I really don't have to worry." Jiang Cheng looked at the Leng girl beside him weakly, with a faint smile on his face, "I'm just a little tired. Ms. Leng, can I just let me rest with you for a while?"

After hearing Jiang Cheng's request, Miss Leng did not respond, but sat on the ground, and then carefully placed Jiang Chengsheng's head on her thigh.

After doing all this, Miss Leng quietly looked at Jiang Cheng, who was lying on her lap, and said softly: "If you are tired, just take a good rest. I will keep watching you."

"Thanks……"

After hearing Miss Leng's words, Jiang Cheng, who had been trying to endure inhuman practice for the past few months, seemed to be tired and washed his feet with pain, slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

No one knows that in order to lift the confinement as soon as possible and to meet the Leng girl whom she missed day and night as soon as possible, Jiangcheng endured so much pain that ordinary people could not imagine during these three months.

If it weren't for this, no matter how outstanding Jiang Cheng's talent was, he would never be able to reach this level at this age.

Under the night, in the boudoir.

Miss Leng sat there with a faint moonlight, looking at Jiang Cheng pillowing on her legs, and there was an indescribable but very complicated emotion between the twins.

Especially when Miss Leng noticed Jiang Cheng's pale face, she felt extremely distressed.

Under the white moonlight, Sleeping Jiangcheng seemed so weak.

At this time, Miss Leng met Jiangcheng for the first time in such a long time.

She slowly stretched out her pink hand, gently stroked Jiang Cheng's firm face, and murmured softly: "Idiot, how could I not know that you couldn't see me because you were confined to three months."

"It's been three months, so why do you have to force yourself?"

"Even after being entrusted for a few months, I can resist my longing for you..."

As he was talking, a sad mood occupied Miss Leng's heart and two lines of clear tears fell down Miss Leng's delicate face.

"How could you think that there is only one person who endured the pain of longing?" Miss Leng said in a complaining tone again, looking at the sleeping Jiang Cheng, "You men are really talking to themselves and careless things."

On that night, Miss Leng accompanied the familiar Jiangcheng and the white moonlight, and she never slept all night.

On this day, Miss Leng said a lot and said everything that had been buried in her heart.

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The next morning.

The sunlight slowly shone on Jiang Cheng's face.

This warm feeling made Jiang Cheng open his somewhat tired eyes.

"I'm really an idiot." Jiang Cheng laughed at himself, then walked to Miss Leng and whispered, "Miss Leng, offended."

After saying that, Jiang Cheng carefully picked up Miss Leng.

This intimate action made Miss Leng blush. In order to hide her shame, she had to turn her head away.

"Don't be shy, I slept all night on your legs yesterday."

Seeing Miss Leng's shy behavior, Jiang Cheng said, carefully putting her on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt.
Chapter completed!