Ding Rou's whole body was filled with a chill. Indifferently, she retorted, "You made a mistake, Mr. Leng, I am not yours!"
Hearing this, Leng Zhiqing felt like his heart was empty, but instead he sneered, "Annie, you should know that I can't meet just anyone. You remind me of her, so I must accept the fact that I can replace her now!"
Ding Rou was completely frustrated. She actually stopped and her voice became tighter, "Leng Zhiqing, don't always live in your fantasy. Since she can be replaced, don't
I flaunt myself as if I am very dedicated. I am not overbearing like you. I have a fiancée and still live in my own fantasy. I misjudged you!"
After saying that, she proudly walked towards the door. She never wanted to stay in such a closed alone space for one more second.
"I'm really going to be overbearing for once. It's best not to disappoint you!" Before Ding Rou could react, Leng Zhiqing quickly stepped forward, grabbed her arm and stretched her back.
He reached to his chest and kissed her tightly and forcefully.
It had been a long time since he had touched a woman, and he and Hua Xue were getting along politely and harmoniously. But today, he really lost control. The woman he had dragged back by force fell in front of him like a fallen leaf, and his heart soared.
A feeling that he never wanted to let Ding Rou leave.
Even though he knew this was an illusion, his hands refused to obey him and just stubbornly tried to hold her.
"Let me go, you..." Ding Rou started to struggle instantly, her voice was a little higher and trembling, "Asshole, let me go!"
However, before she could say the next words, Leng Zhiqing's kiss had already followed her lips while they were open. Ding Rou couldn't act too smart, and as a result, she could only be "weak"
The ground was held in his arms, and his lips and teeth were attacked, and he could only make a little vague slurping sound.
It was all her own fault for offending him too casually.
Leng Zhiqing's arms held Ding Rou across her waist and pulled her towards him, forcing her to be in contact with him in a particularly close posture. There seemed to be an uncontrollable flame burning in his chest, wanting to
He burned himself and the woman in his arms.
He knew this shouldn't be done, but it seemed that he was encouraged by a little alcohol and really needed to release himself, so he suddenly revealed his true self in front of her.
He retracted his hand from her waist, slid it to the back of her head, held her up, and forced her lips to get closer to him. When Ding Rou had almost no strength to resist, he finally let her go.
Her ears slid all the way down...
"Well..." Ding Rou was eager to welcome his kiss, but she was reluctant to do so.
She also lost control. She had really missed him for too long. Just now, she thought he didn't love her enough. But now, his kiss made all these things seem insignificant.
No regrets, no regrets. She only wants this moment.
Thinking about it, she began to try to kiss him back, and such a slight move encouraged Leng Zhiqing even more. His lips became even hotter, and his body also started to burn...
****
midnight.
Ding Rou has never been sleepy, and her naked skin is still held by the domineering hands around her waist. She looks at the woman lying next to her in the night, tired but still not forgetting the coldness that imprisoned her.
After not seeing each other for a long time, there was a little more calmness between his brows. Compared with the previous impulsiveness, even now he was asleep, he still had a dazzling aura. Half sad, half strong, he still refused to admit it.
Thinking about it, Ding Rou stretched out her index finger and tapped his slightly frowned brow. It was smoothed, but when the fingertip left, it wrinkled again.
"Don't leave..." Leng Zhiqingmeng muttered a few words in a blur.
Withdrawing her fingers, Ding Rou couldn't help but take a breath.
He didn't know how long it had been since he had done such a strenuous exercise. Just now, she accompanied him in a protracted battle for so long. Wild and rough were no longer enough to describe it. She only felt that even though she was trembling and begging for mercy, he
He still didn't care, as if he was primitive like a wild beast, and only had the thought of possession.
She wasn't pandering, but he was arrogant and kept attacking...
Sighing secretly, she carefully moved his arm away from her waist.
"Hmm..." Leng Zhiqing just murmured, turned over, and faced the other side. It seemed that he was still not used to sleeping with someone next to him, let alone sleeping with his arms around him.
Tiptoeing, Ding Rou slowly sat up and looked at him sleeping soundly on the bed for a long time before getting out of bed and getting dressed.
****
The early morning wind was very refreshing, blowing in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the window screens fluttered, and the waves of wind brushed my face like a gentle caress.
Leng Zhiqing suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. The somewhat messy bed seemed to be laughing at his desperation last night. Besides himself, "Annie" left last night at some point.
He hurriedly put on his clothes and went downstairs. When he saw the servant, he asked, "Where is she? When did she leave?!" Damn it, he was so tired last night that he fell asleep after a few times.
I don’t even know when she left!
The servant who was wiping the table step by step immediately put his hands together and replied respectfully, "Let me tell Mr. Leng that the lady left on her own in the early hours of last night."
"What didn't she say?" he asked immediately.
"Yes," the servant replied calmly, "she said she was a little late chatting with you. I'm sorry to disturb everyone's rest. She went back first and told you there was no need to send her off."
"That's all?" Leng Zhiqing was confused. He didn't expect that she was so resistant at the beginning last night, but later she was not eager, but she was also subtly happy. With her extremely high degree of cooperation, he seemed to find
An unforgettable feeling that I haven’t seen for a long time.
What made him even more worried was that he seemed to be really messed up. He couldn't tell whether the person under him last night was Ding Rou in his memories or the real "Annie"?
"Arrange a car and I'll go to the company after breakfast." He regained his calm aura, suppressed the thoughts that he didn't dare to express, and walked to the kitchen.
The breakfast was a little tasteless, and he was more of a formality, but he had to admit that after last night, he was indeed very happy both physically and mentally.
After breakfast, he rushed to the company almost non-stop. As soon as he entered the office and sat on the large leather chair, he immediately pressed the intercom and said, "Call the human resources manager."