After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

As soon as Sang Zhi got home, he received another call from Su Xiuqing.

The reason is that Lin Yan said that the two of them are not suitable.

The blind date failed.

Su Xiuqing asked her to continue the blind date at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and pinched her eyebrows, "Auntie, I don't want to go."

"Why don't you want to go? No matter how capable a girl is in her career, she is not as good as marrying well. I have watched you grow up, and although I have scolded you sometimes, you are Adong's niece after all."

Su Xiuqing kept talking.

Sang Zhi felt upset and said decisively.

"Auntie, you don't need to introduce me to anyone anymore. I'll wait for the person I want to wait for."

Before Su Xiuqing could continue to speak, Sang Zhi hung up the phone.

She sat in the living room and stared at the WeChat chat page with Zhuo Yijing on her phone for a long time.

Why...she still feels a sense of loss?

Sang Zhi lay on the sofa and fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already dark.

She was lying on the sofa bleary-eyed.

Zhuo: [Open the door. 】

In a daze, Sangzhi suddenly heard his phone vibrate.

She picked up her phone and glanced at the message, stunned.

Sangzhi: [? 】

She hesitantly got out of bed and opened the door. The light in the corridor was a bit dazzling. She squinted her eyes to see the handsome and tall man in front of her.

Sang Zhi felt happy, looked at Zhuo Yijing with a gentle smile.

"You...why did you come back early? You didn't tell me..."

She blinked at the man and frowned slightly.

Zhuo Yi looked at her condescendingly, with an indifferent expression.

"Well, I didn't have time to say it."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was light, he lowered his eyelids and stared at her quietly, his eyes getting darker.

Sang Zhi subconsciously reached out to touch his hand, but felt his body stiffen for a moment.

She didn't think much and just pulled him towards the house.

However, as soon as the door closed, Sangzhi turned on the light, and the room suddenly became bright. However, the next moment, there was a "pop" and the room fell into darkness again.

Sangzhi's eyes widened.

The temporary alternation of darkness and light made her eyes uncomfortable.

The man grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the cold door.

Sangzhi was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, before Sang Zhi could react, Zhuo Yijing reached out to hold her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Zhuo Yijin's cold lips pressed against her, and Sang Zhi closed her eyes subconsciously.

Zhuo Yijing's fingers passed through her soft hair, gently clasping the back of her neck, and gently rubbing her fingertips on Sangzhi's earlobes.

Sang Zhi was a little emotional.

Soon, Zhuo Yijing's tongue rushed in.

Powerful and irresistible, Sangzhi was stunned, his lips, teeth and tongue were all attacked.

His breath filled her lips and teeth.

The next moment, Zhuo Yijing reached under her skirt, and his cold palm slowly moved from her chest to behind her.

He unbuttoned her bra.

His big palm fell on her chest and he held it gently. Later, his fingertips slowly moved downward until...

Sangzhi trembled all over and tensed up.

"do not……"

"don't want……"

Sang Zhi's voice trembled slightly, and she subconsciously reached out to push the man in front of her.

She opened her eyes in the darkness, but could not see his expression clearly.

All I know is that his eyes are as bright as stars, deep and dark.

Zhuo Yijing took off her skirt, lowered his head and buried it in her neck, licking her earlobe.

"don't want……"

Sangzhi resisted in a low voice.

Zhuo Yi's expression didn't change, he just concentrated on touching her.

Feeling Sangzhi's response to him.

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth, his cheeks turned red, and he shouted subconsciously.

"Yixun, don't..."

The man's body stiffened, his face changed slightly, and he pursed his lips. In the darkness, his expression became colder and deeper, making people unpredictable.

When the mulberry branches are moved.

Zhuo Yijing used the moonlight outside the window to see her flushed face clearly.

Zhuo Yijing's eyes became darker and more sinister, and he suddenly pulled out his hand as if he was deliberately torturing her.

Sang Zhi's body trembled and became a little limp. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to hook the man's neck and cling to him.

Neither are feeling well.

Sang Zhi was now naked against him.

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

"Were you... angry just now..."

Sangzhi's thoughts became clearer.

Just now...she called him "Yixun".

"Don't you like this name... because it brings you bad memories..."

Sangzhi spoke hesitantly.

Zhuo Yijin pursed her thin lips tightly, and there was a chill all over her body.

She could feel the man's lust.

You can also feel that his body is very stiff.

Zhuo Yijing remained silent, his face gloomy.

Sang Zhi looked at his cold and distinct profile in the moonlight, and was obsessed with it for a moment.

She blushed, raised her head, and kissed his cheek in a flattering manner.

Zhuo Yijing turned his head slightly.

Sangzhi's lips fell on his cold lips.

Sangzhi was stunned.

immediately.

Zhuo Yijing grabbed her body and pressed her against the door.

Sang Zhi held the door panel with her hand, resisting a little, and she struggled.

"Go to my room..."

The house here is a bit old and the sound insulation is not good.

Zhuo Yijing turned a deaf ear and clasped her shoulder with one hand, while using the other hand to unbuckle her belt.

"No! I didn't buy it, I didn't buy... condoms."

"It's in my pocket, take it out." Zhuo Yijing's voice was a little hoarse.

"..."

……

Sang Zhi closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, for fear that she would make any sound and be heard by people outside.

The soundproofing was not very good.

Being separated by a door is too exciting.

……

After finishing, Zhuo Yijing carried her back to the bedroom and cleaned her body again.

But on the way, Zhuo Yijing didn't let her go.

Sangzhi finally couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep.

He was still muttering "Yixun."

In fact.

She also shouted "Ji Yixun" just now, but once she shouted, Zhuo Yijing tortured her in different ways, with rough movements.

It wasn't until she begged for mercy and shouted "Zhuo Yijing" that the man let her go.

Before falling asleep.

Sangzhi cursed endlessly.

He really didn't like hearing the name "Ji Yixun" now.

Maybe the memories are too painful.

Zhuo Yi looked forward to seeing her sleeping soundly, and her expression returned to indifference and alienation.

Feeling too irritated, he reached out and touched the cigarette case and lighter on the bedside table, and just took out a cigarette and was about to light it.

Suddenly it occurred to me that that person rarely smoked and had no craving for cigarettes.

Zhuo Yijing threw the cigarette case and lighter back on the table.

He pursed his lips and turned his face to look at Sang Zhi.

Sang Zhi's cheeks were still blushing, looking pure and lustful.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes darkening.

On the table in the living room outside, his cell phone rang.

Zhuo Yijing ignored it,

As a result, the phone kept ringing.

The sleepy Sang Zhi frowned subconsciously, stretched out his hand to push Zhuo Yijing, his tone was a bit coquettish.

"very noisy……"

Zhuo Yijing pulled her lips, suddenly lowered his head and pecked her lips, then stood up and walked out.

Zhuo Yijing took the phone and glanced at "Xie Fengyi" displayed on the screen.

He answered the phone, his voice calm.

"Hey."

"what happened?"

Zhuo Yijing raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

There was a moment of silence.

However, soon.

The man spoke.

"it's me."

A woman's cold voice came from the mobile phone.

Zhuo Yijing frowned, but it was fleeting. He pursed his lips and his voice was extremely cold.

"Is something wrong?"

"So indifferent?"

Fu Zhixiao curled his lips and smiled softly.

"Bye."

Zhuo Yi's expression did not change.

"Wait a moment!"

Fu Zhixiao spoke hurriedly.

"I want to see Zhuo Ziyue."

Zhuo Yijing frowned and his face darkened slightly.

"What do you see him doing?"

"My son...can't I see him?"

Fu Zhixiao whispered.

"Haven't you been investigating who Zhuo Ziyue's mother is?"

"All the evidence is before you, and all the evidence tells you that the mother of the child is me."

"Why...you just don't want to believe it?"

Fu Zhixiao smiled.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijin pursed his lips and said nothing. He frowned, slowly tightened his palms, and his face became gloomier.