Feng Zhiming kissed her lips without allowing her to refuse. It was domineering, eager, and with a hint of tenderness. He actually missed her soft pink lips so much. He missed her even more but also felt more heartbroken.
kissed her.
"Well..." Her small hands were pressed against his solid chest, and she breathed unconsciously, but he took advantage of it, and his dexterous tongue drove straight in, entangled tightly with hers, and his big hands were smooth on her
He moved on her back and pulled off the thin straps on her shoulders. His sexy thin lips moved to her white neck, nibbling gently.
Ling Yanyan's reason disappeared in his kiss, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck, responding to him.
Feng Zhiming raised his lips slightly, "Yanyan, you want me, don't you?" He could feel her sensitive reaction, and his hand reached into the hem of her skirt and gradually moved up her thigh.
Her clothes were half off, and her snow-white breasts were half-naked. His tongue teased every sensitive part of her, and he opened his mouth to bite the red bud blooming on her chest, biting hard, "Ah..." The sudden pain
The feeling made Ling Yanyan want to retreat.
"Let me go! Let me go! You bastard!" Tears had flowed from her eyes and streaked down her cheeks.
His lips tasted the bitter taste of salt, "It seems that you love Li Minghao very much, so much so that you shed tears even when I touch you." Feng Zhiming's heart ached, but he still refused to let her go.
Ling Yanyan faced his face. This face was the handsome face that she had always dreamed of, but at this moment, it was covered with hatred, adding to the pain. Why was he like this?
"Please, don't touch me! Don't make me hate you, okay?" She begged him, she didn't want to see him like this.
Feng Zhiming hugged her tighter, "Hate me? Okay! Hate me!" She also made him hate her, didn't she? Then he would hate her too, wouldn't it?
"I don't want to hate you! I don't want to hate you!" She loves him! How could she hate him? She just feels sorry for him!
Feng Zhiming came close to her face and kissed away the tears on her face, "Let me satisfy you." After saying that, he reached out and took off the clothes on the two of them, and they both fell to the sofa in the room and kissed each other.
Wherever he fell and passed by, he left the mark of his love.
Ling Yanyan couldn't refuse, even if his behavior was rough, even if he took her because he hated her, she had decided to accept it.
He vented himself fiercely, looking at her expression of pain because she could not bear him, but he was unwilling to let her go, and took her fiercely, his huge size galloping in her small private area, she really made her
He is crazy.
After the pleasure, he pressed her with his strong body, "You are such a charming woman, I can't stop. If I asked you to follow me and leave Li Minghao, would you be willing?" He said in her ear.
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Ling Yanyan shook her head feebly. She had never seen him like this before. It turns out that hatred can make people so evil. But now she can't follow him.
"You don't want to?" Feng Zhiming was not surprised at all when she shook her head, because this was what he had expected.
Ling Yanyan closed her eyes, unwilling to answer him or anger him. He was now like a mad lion, as if he was about to devour her at any time.
Feng Zhiming stood up and put on his clothes again, but his big hands still stayed on her Shengxue's skin, where there were little kiss marks left by him. He did it on purpose, he did it on purpose.
"Tell me, what would your man think if he saw that the woman he loved was covered with marks of love from other men?" Feng Zhiming breathed into her ear, feeling numb and itchy.
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Ling Yanyan moaned unconsciously. It turned out that she wanted him. She longed for him deeply. She wanted to be with him every day, look at him, and love him. However, she couldn't do it now.
just can not.
Since it was broken, why couldn't it be done completely? Ling Yanyan picked up the dress that fell on the ground and put it on again, but she couldn't cover the hickey on her neck.
Her hands trembled slightly, "Are you satisfied? But I tell you, I will not hate you, I will never hate you!"
Feng Zhiming was slightly stunned when he heard what she said. He looked at her red and swollen lips from being kissed and her tear-stained face. He unconsciously stretched out his hand to touch her delicate skin. He was nostalgic, he
Deeply in love.
"Let me go!" Ling Yanyan straightened her clothes and walked towards the door step by step. After pausing at the door for a few seconds, she opened the door and walked out.
Can she go back to the restaurant like this? If other people see her, what will they think? If it hurts Li Minghao too much, it will also increase Wang Xueyi's pain, so why bother?
Feng Zhiming watched her walk in the opposite direction, not towards the restaurant, and stared blankly at her somewhat lonely back. When she was about to enter the elevator, he ran over and pulled her back.
"You haven't eaten yet," Feng Zhiming didn't know why he suddenly said such words. Is this considered concern? Why does he care about her?
Ling Yanyan wanted to break away from him, but he held her tighter. She knew there would definitely be a circle of bruises on her wrists without looking, okay! Let him dominate! Her resistance was of no use.
The door of Yuxuan Pavilion was opened, and Feng Zhiming took her hand and walked in. Others in the room were stunned. Seeing Ling Yanyan's exposed bruises and bruises, they thought about the two of them on their knees.
Why did you disappear for more than half an hour?
Wang Xueyi glared at Ling Yanyan hatefully. She had already guessed that as soon as Ling Yanyan stepped out of the room, Feng Zhiming immediately followed her out.
Li Minghao walked over and took Ling Yanyan into his arms. He turned a blind eye to the hickeys on her neck and asked her to sit down on the chair again, "Yanyan, come and eat. This is what you like."
"." Li Minghao put her favorite dish into the bowl in front of her.
Ling Yanyan forced a smile and said, "Thank you." She picked up the chopsticks and started eating the food in front of her.
Aos and his wife on the side also looked at each other.
When Feng Zhiming saw Li Minghao's tender care for her, her heart felt sour and painful.
The meal ended not long after. Aos and his wife looked at Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming and shook their heads helplessly. What happened to these two people?
Li Minghao left the hotel with Ling Yanyan in his arms and sat in the car. Ling Yanyan remained silent, leaning against the car window as the pain spread throughout her body.
The car stopped by the river, "Yanyan! Are you okay?" Li Minghao took her hand and looked at the bruises on her wrist, "He, he hurt you?"
The bruises on his arms all showed how rough he was with her.
Ling Yanyan shook her head, "Minghao, did I do something wrong or something right? He is in pain and he hates me."
Is it right or wrong? She no longer knows.
"Don't think so much, okay? Otherwise, you will also be in pain. I hope you live a good life and live happily every day." Li Minghao comforted her.
Can she really be happy? How can she be happy? He hurts, and she hurts even more!