Upon hearing this, Shangguan Linghao pressed his chin against her forehead.

When two people stick together, they can clearly feel each other's heartbeat.

"How do you know I recognized the wrong person?"

"I..." She looked up at him, but couldn't tell what was going on.

"You don't know. Just like you never care about who you are, you said I recognized the wrong person, but do you know who you are?" His magnetic voice lingered in her ears, with a kind of bewitching.

Her eyes darkened slightly.

Yes, he was not bullied by him, for a moment, she thought about this question.

But--

"My name is Lanshan, I am Mrs.

This is her life introduction.

The easiest.

She just needs to remember this.

It was as if the lady said: "You only need to remember that your name is Lanshan, and you are my man, and you only obey me."

She doesn't care about the others.

She finished speaking.

He stared at her.

The eyes were a little gloomy.

But in the blink of an eye, it was full of tenderness.

His fingers gently combed her long hair, "That's not you. It's you in the eyes of others. In the eyes of the lady in your mouth, you are a puppet without your own emotions and your own thoughts."

The word "puppet" is like a thorn, which finally hurt Lanshan.

Her face turned cold and her eyes were full of murderous intent.

puppet……

Zhuona also said-

puppet.

But why is she a puppet?

"I'm not a puppet!"

"Who are you!"

"I'm not!"

"You are! You are! You are the puppet in the hands of others, a puppet without emotions and thoughts!" Shangguan Linghao forced her step by step.

Lan Shan's eyes became deeper, she suddenly broke free from his hand and pushed him, "Enough! I'm not, I'm not a puppet! No..."

"Okay, no, no, no, no." He stretched out his hand and pulled her over, hugging her excitedly in his arms, "You are not a puppet, of course you are not a puppet, you are just controlled, but you have never doubted, and never doubted who you were before you became Lanshan?"

He hugged her.

Hugging her, who gradually calmed down.

"There is a way, enough to prove whether you are a puppet." He said softly.

The voice is so gentle that no one can refuse.

Magnetic, low temptation.

She moved, but was held tightly by him.

"If you are not a puppet, then you bet with me! If you can find out your relationship with me without disturbing anyone within a week, then even if you win, otherwise you will lose." He said word by word.

She was stiff and motionless.

But he knew that she was listening.

She couldn't push his strength away; his occasionally fragile frustration, sorrow touched her numb heart; his aroused the stubbornness of her nature... From all this to now, he knew that she had regained a trace of self-control to her deeply rooted, imprisoned thoughts.

"How about it, do you dare to bet with me? I think it's better to forget it, you're just a puppet..."

"You are the puppet!" She glanced at him with a sharp look, "I'll bet!"

He smiled slowly, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face, "How good... You came to assassinate me last night. I was injured, but my subordinates arrived in time."

She was slightly stunned when she heard this.
Chapter completed!