Princess Lingling's Dimension To The Future World (Princess Zhu Qira Han2)

Possessiveness

“Who is he?”Cold asked.

Lingling glanced at Peria who asked Andes.” I don't know, he just said I ate fish with bread so well I accept. I don't know his name.”To be honest with the Andes,

Andes stared at the man sharply. The man smiled putting on his innocent face.”Hello, introduce my name is Jimly. You can call me Jim. I am a visitor here too. Coincidentally my sister got married in this park.”He pointed in another direction and right there looked very crowded ohh Lingling so know where the sound is ugly but still forced to sing. That's right there anyway.

Andes grunts dislike rubbing Lingling's pupi. He nodded.”We first.!” He left the man named Jimly flat.

"That's Jimly...!"

Lingling waved but was held by the Andes. Andes immediately kissed Lingling's hand. Lingling saw him become jubilant and hit his shoulder. Andes did not care to keep stepping not to let Lingling wave his hand.

Jimmy smiled slantedly at the Andes. He turned his form into ashes. I don't know where to go or who. It became the wind and no one noticed it.

Lingling and the Andes spent a lot of time playing. Starting from playing fish, fishing to grill fish, burn food in restaurants there. This is very good for the Andes and Lingling. Why do andes never think of making quality time with Lingling like this? It's so exciting her inner.

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Prang. tring. Eliza desperately practices the sword for survival, so different from Lingling's life why is life never fair? Is anyone happy that someone is suffering? He gulped his dry Saliva seeing his opponent who was none other than Zahan. Today Zauhan tested this ability alone he was very overwhelmed when he only attacked and Zauhan only held a line with one hand. He is not strong, but he has to stay.

Trings.tring.

The sound of the clanking of swords rang out loud all around. Eliza's hands were already very red feeling the pain even already defenseless and torn to the skin. Eliza looked at Zauhan who was staring at her flat.

" Focus don't look tired or you're controlled by your body. Control yourself not yourself control your world.’” Said Zauhan to Eliza who could not also scratch the wound on her body is much different from the cunning Lingling.

Eliza who was sharpened her mind. Zauhan started attacking him.”Focus and see if you don't get hurt. Father will never be indiscriminate in attacking.” Zauhan wants a straight sword. Eliza is breaking into the eye. It's backwards and evasive. Zauhan attacked him quickly without giving any blame for breathing or adjusting the breath, he felt a great shock in his body felt unable to accept the attack that made him mentally fall.

Srak. au. Eliza's arm was wounded by Zauhan's sword. Zauhan is still quietly attacking not even interrupting. Eliza could not resist and still refrained from being scorned. Zauhan still attacked Eliza not strong lack of focus.

Srrak. auu. He was again wounded with his legs/He fell down holding his sword.

Prangs.

The fallen sword Zauhan was thrown away by its owner. Zauhan grunts looking the other way.” You're too material-eated. You should have one soul with the sword instead of controlling the sword. If you're busy handling the sword, then you'll keep thinking of stiff movements. Focus Eliza focus..!! you have to focus and have to think to see the opponent's movement not your own.!” Resolutely annoyed. Eliza is very stiff.

Zauhan grunts.”You take care of your wounds and we start again.”He said, choosing to retreat leaving Eliza who was sitting wounded on the ground.

"Basic Eliza is stupid. Stupid is still stupid ..!!!" He hit his own head in annoyance. His brain is very slow in thinking.

Eliza sighed rubbing her sweaty forehead. He can't get up. But after a few seconds he felt himself lifted and helped to stand. He opened his eyes to look at the perpetrator. That's Zauhan Lingling's father. He felt his heart break. He thought Zauhan was growing up because he was stupid and weak like his father. Apparently not..

Zauhan was there to help her sit on the side of the field carrying a medicine box. Oh Zauhan took the medicine box. Zauhan there rubbed his wound and cleaned.”You have to focus and control yourself to see the movements of others. If you get hurt now it's a lash if you're off guard then you'll get hurt. If you can't read the opponent's moves then you'll keep getting hurt. Great people come from people who dare to get hurt for their purposes..!! understand right?!” He asked Zauhan firmly while treating the wound.

Eliza nodded in spirit. Zauhan there nodded flat. He patted Eliza's head.”Thisismy daughter. Let's take a break and have a drink. Rest for a while and then we'll practice for you again..!!! “ Firmly.

Eliza nodded with a smooth smile.”Thanks dad.”His lips twitched saying the last sentence..

this is the God he wants. A father who supports even though he himself has a weakness in thinking. The father who gave himself encouragement and input in he made a mistake instead of saying he was stupid and away from him.

Makes his mind fall. The fools are getting stupid because no one supports and helps him develop.. Zauhan and Qira were hard but educated with understanding and support despite Eliza's shortcomings. Eliza has a brain that works less quickly.

Zauhan there shook his head slowly.”I didn't do anything, if you'd thank me for thanking yourself for staying this far. If you want to apologize, apologize to yourself for not being able to control yourself. Show father and the world if there is no fool, there is a lazy person to learn and a person who does not have determination. “ Said spirit.

But I was a fool because no one supported and taught me either..!! eliza screamed inwardly, remembering her estranged father would not acknowledge her as a child. He was there holding back tears clenching his hands.”Yes, I promise you I will be strong. I promise.!!” Press it.

Zauhan nodded patting his head, he kissed Eliza's head and patted her slowly.” Rest. father is waiting for her development.”He left the training ground. As Zauhan goes Eliza's tears fall.

Eliza rubbed it quickly and sighed.”I don't think you want to leave here. Because everything feels so beautiful. God I can't be selfish, right?? hiks hiks.” He cried in silence feeling such great affection made him darken his eyes once. He was kalaf and he was trapped. But this time he can't lie if he wants to be happy.

Here he was happy to have the love of father and mother, he could feel the support in all his flaws, he could feel cheered in each of his failures. He has a backrest in a state of giving up. He has a foundation in survival.

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