Fengling was shocked, she understood what he meant.
But, how does she understand?
She didn't dare to resist his strong tone.
After a long stalemate, when his patience was about to run out, she finally mustered up the courage to touch him with her weak, boneless hands.
But she didn't know how, she just fumbled around.
Qin Mingze felt that he was going crazy from being tortured by her. It was not punishing her, but punishing himself.
Finally he couldn't bear it anymore.
took over the initiative.
"Turn off, turn off the lights..." Feng Ling said timidly.
Although she knew what would happen next, she didn't dare to face it.
Qin Mingze lowered his body, his hot breath spraying on the fragile side of her neck, "I think you are much bolder. You saw clearly what I did tonight..."
The words were not spoken yet.
He violently occupied the red lips that he had missed for a long time.
...
In the second half of the night, Qin Mingze leaned on the back of the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover Fengling's body. He looked into her eyes with an unknown meaning and a slightly funny look.
This woman actually fainted because she was pregnant. He had been trying his best to restrain himself and not go too crazy. Is that what happened to her?
He hadn't fully enjoyed himself yet, but the little woman beside him had already fallen asleep.
In desperation, he sighed, held her in his arms, and took a nap.
In the morning, golden sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains.
The room was in a mess, and nothing could be seen.
Fengling slowly woke up in Qin Mingze's arms. She opened her eyes and found herself nestled next to him. She didn't dare to move.
Thinking of last night, she closed her eyes in fear and let him do whatever he wanted.
During this period, he forced her to open her eyes, otherwise she would be given a heavier "punishment".
She had to look at him clearly and endure it. Until her body and mind could no longer bear it, she actually fainted.
Thinking of this, she blushed so much that she could almost bleed.
Qin Mingze was born as a warlord and had been trained for a long time. After taking a short nap, he could regain a lot of physical strength and energy. When she opened her eyes, he felt it.
He turned over suddenly and pressed her firmly.
Fengling's lips trembled, "You, what are you going to do..."
She didn't dare to resist him, nor was she afraid of him.
It's just that he like this makes her heart tremble crazily. What she's even more afraid of is that from now on, she will be even more attached to him, knowing that she is not worthy of him. Even though she is Jiang Ren's daughter, she still has nothing to do with his identity.
The difference between cloud and mud.
Qin Mingze smiled, "Finally you know how to resist? It seems that I have trained you well."
Feng Ling's face turned even redder, saying something like a tiger or a wolf.
Qin Mingze held the back of her head with one hand.
"I'm not satisfied yet, please bear with me and don't faint again this time."
When it's over.
It's almost noon.
Qin Mingze looked at the little woman in his arms speechlessly. As expected, she fainted again. He was obviously under control, and he looked like an animal.
She really couldn't stand any stimulation.
Fortunately, he had already enjoyed himself. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do with her.
He laid her down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and let her sleep for a while.
He got up, took a shower, put on his bathrobe, and then called the front desk to order lunch.