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

"Well……"

Sang Zhi was a little out of breath, and the man's overbearing kiss caught her off guard.

She stretched out her hand to hit him, but as if he noticed his intention, he grabbed his wrist and raised it above her head, then pressed her against the wall.

Sang Zhi tried to bite him, but to Zhuo Yijing it was just an ant bite.

Sang Zhi stared at Zhuo Yijing with wide eyes, bent her knees and wanted to push his lower abdomen, but Zhuo Yijing took advantage of it and squeezed in between her legs with his long legs, pressing her legs hard to prevent her from moving.

Zhuo Yijing suddenly left her lips, squinted his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, he looked at her, keeping secret, his lip was bitten by a mulberry branch.

Zhuo Yijing lowered his head and stared at Sang Zhi, whose face was pale but would blush whenever kissed.

The woman's freshly moistened lips are full and plump.

Especially when she stared at herself with her wet eyes, angry and ashamed.

Zhuo Yijing's eyes darkened and his eyes darkened.

"Zhuo Yijing! You bastard, bastard..."

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth, stared at Zhuo Yijing, and said in a deep voice.

"..."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips, her eyes deep and dark.

He frowned and said in a cold voice, "I haven't done anything more bastard yet. If I don't do something, I won't be worthy of your praise."

He suddenly came closer to her, his eyes were deep, and his slender white hands suddenly fell on the hem of her skirt.

"Zhuo Yijing! How dare you touch me! If you dare to touch me, I will go to the newspaper office and let everyone know that you, Zhuo Yijing, are a beast, a beast that can go into heat at any time! Sexually harassing other people's girlfriends. Or your cousin's."

Sang Zhi clenched her palms and looked at Zhuo Yijing with gritted teeth.

Zhuo Yijing didn't care, and applied for a calm distance. He pursed his lips, his eyes darkened, and his cold fingertips slightly lifted the hem of her skirt. His nails scratched the white and smooth skin on her thighs from time to time, and his rough fingers His abdomen was still and gently rubbing the center of her legs.

Sang Zhi was shaking with anger, and his face was red and white.

Instead, Zhuo Yijing stared at Sang Zhi as if nothing was wrong.

However, the eyebrows and eyes looking at her were also stained with a little lust, but he hid it very well.

Sangzhi gritted his teeth and looked at him.

Zhuo Yijing's hands became more and more wanton, but he looked like a gentleman and well-dressed.

"Okay, you can make it known to everyone. By the way, tell me the details, how I, Zhuo Yijing, fell in love with you, how I sexually harassed you, how I treated you like a beast. Remember, the heroine in the report , it has to be you. Don’t forget to report your name.”

Zhuo Yijing sneered, looking lazy and idle.

"Just in time, I'm still worried...how to make Elvis break up with you?"

Zhuo Yi smiled longingly, his eyes full of amusement and coldness.

"Zhuo Yijing... you! Shameless! How can you be so shameless? You are simply... you are simply useless as a father! You are useless as a brother!"

Sangzhi was furious and said through gritted teeth.

He is really shameless.

what did he say?

Let Ji Yixun break up with her?

Will the plan that doesn't work from her be implemented on Ji Yixun?

Sangzhi gritted his teeth.

"...Well, you can scold me all you want. As long as you are happy."

Zhuo Yijin said nonchalantly, and when she wasn't paying attention, he lowered his head and pecked her lips lightly.

"Zhuo Yijing, what do you think of me? A toy?"

Sang Zhi's face turned pale, she pursed her lips, clenched her palms, and looked at her.

Zhuo Yijing shook his head slightly, with an indifferent and distant expression. He stared at her, darkly, "Sangzhi, what do I take you for, can't you feel it?"

"I can't feel it."

Hearing Zhuo Yijing's words, Sang Zhi's face turned even more ugly. She sneered, "I just feel that you are a man with a sperm in your head. You get into heat when you meet people, and you sexually harass others at every turn. You are simply a polite scum, dressed like a beast..."

"Yeah. I admit it. It's true. I'm sexually frigid towards others. I'm just in love with you when I see you. Are you satisfied with this? Sangzhi, what do I take you for? You really can't feel it?" "

Zhuo Yi looked at her calmly, with a calm expression.

His words made Sangzhi unable to speak for a long time.

"..."

Sang Zhi frowned and opened his eyes, unwilling to look at him.

She pursed her lips and slowly tightened her palms.

"Zhuo Yijing, I really hate it..."

Don't wait for her to finish.

Zhuo Yijing leaned forward again and covered her red lips.

It's not like gnawing and conquering the territory just now, but like licking wounds or tasting delicious food, bit by bit... bit by bit.

He slowly put down the hand that was imprisoning Sang Zhi's wrists, half clasped the back of Sang Zhi's neck with his big palm, and gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips.

Sang Zhi felt a little baffled.

That sense of physical and mental emptiness arises spontaneously.

She herself also felt the collapse of the spiritual world she had struggled to support.

She had to admit it again.

Zhuo Yi longs for it.

What a master at flirting.

Exactly what he said.

He understands all his sensitive points.

They'd done it so many times, he knew her body better than she knew herself.

Sang Zhi felt a little drunk and dizzy.

But she clearly didn't drink.

But she gradually lost herself in Zhuo Yijin's gentle and affectionate kiss.

Unconsciously, Sangzhi slowly closed his eyes.

Zhuo Yijing slowly opened his eyes. He squinted his eyes, staring at leisurely like a hunter... no, looking at his prey, going from sober to sinking little by little.

Zhuo Yi looked longingly at the blushing cheeks of the woman in his arms, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

After a while, he slowly took out his hand from under Sang Zhi's skirt.

"Sangzhi, does this mean you don't have feelings for me?"

He stared at her, his eyes deep and dark, and he let go of the hand around her waist.

Sang Zhi's legs were a little weak and she subconsciously held on to the wall. She raised her eyes to look at the neatly dressed Zhuo Yijing in front of her, and her eyes fell on the slender and beautiful hand he raised.

Sang Zhi's face turned extremely pale.

She pursed her lips, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

Between the fingers...

Mercury dot.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, clenched her palms, her face looked ugly, and she didn't want to look away.

in front of this person.

She was truly defeated.

Zhuo Yijing really made her feel terrible.

Regardless of the scheming of the city or the control of people's hearts.

"Well...I feel your...passion for me."

Zhuo Yi's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were calm and cold.

Sang Zhi's face turned even darker. She gritted her teeth and said, "Zhuo Yijing, don't think too highly of yourself! This... this..."

Sang Zhi's face turned red and she didn't know what to say.

After a while, Sang Zhi frowned and said in a deep voice, "This is just a normal need. I and I... I and Yixun..."

She paused, deliberately disgusting the man in front of her, "My boyfriend... is like this too."

Sangzhi can emphasize the word "boyfriend".

Zhuo Yijing smiled, took the tissue from the cabinet nearby, and wiped his hands neatly.

"So you like this."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was light.

"What do you mean?"

Sang Zhi's face looked a little ugly.

"Illegal." Zhuo Yi looked as usual.

Sangzhi: "..."

"If you like it, I can play with you and make trouble with you. You don't have to break up with Elvis. We can hide it from Elvis..."

"Above and above board..."

"Cheating."

Zhuo Yijin said in a lukewarm tone, with reserved eyes. The eyes he looked at her were deep and dark. His playful tone and serious expression seemed to be serious.

Sang Zhi thought he had heard wrongly, and his expression turned ugly.

She looked at the man in disbelief and said through gritted teeth.

"Zhuo Yijing! Are you crazy! You are simply sick!"

Is Zhuo Yijing okay?

The father of a five-year-old child, an heir to a well-known family, actually wanted to play some kind of immoral game and have an affair with her cousin... behind her back?

Sang Zhi felt his eyebrows beating sharply.

"It's just a joke, why do you take it seriously?"

Seeing the shocked expression on her face, Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly. He stared at her with a smile on his face and his voice was low and magnetic.

"..." Sang Zhi had a sullen face and remained silent.

"Then you should be good and break up with Elvis. If you don't want me to find him personally...find him for you."

Zhuo Yijing continued, his eyes darkening.

"...Zhuo Yijing, it's impossible for me to break up with Ji Yixun. It's impossible for me to break up with you."

Sang Zhi met his cold eyes and slowly tightened her palms.

She stared at Zhuo Yijing and said in a deep voice.

"Yixun said that he loves me and he doesn't care what happened to me over the years. He only wants me and he wants me to stay with him forever."

Sang Zhi saw that the man's face was getting darker and darker, his brows were tightened, his thin lips were pursed into a sharp straight line, and the faintly bulging veins on his temples proved that he was holding back his anger.

Sang Zhi sneered, she thought it was ridiculous.

"...Zhuo Yijing, what right do you have to be angry? Or...jealous?"

Laugh to death.

Zhuo Yi is jealous?

What a big joke.

It's just a man's bad nature and possessiveness towards the woman he slept with.

"Not only that!"

Sang Zhi faked a fake smile and slowly tightened her palms.

"Zhuo Yijing, Yixun has proposed to me. I have promised him that we will get married soon. This is something I have always fantasized about before. I love him so much, and he loves me so much... What's the matter with you? ,

You, Zhuo Yijing, are the heirs of an aristocratic family who are admired by many stars, but who knows that you are just a liar disguised as Yixun.You want us to break up?Where do you get your face and where do you get your qualifications! "

Sang Zhi raised his eyes and stared at the man in front of him, his chest rising and falling.

"Ah……"

Zhuo Yi smiled happily, he squinted his eyes, his eyes were deep and dark, looking at her condescendingly.

He reached out and touched her cheek, gently pinching her chin.

"You said...what qualifications do I have?"

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at her meaningfully.

"What qualifications do I have..."

Zhuo Yijing smiled and repeated, his voice was low and cold, and he looked at her secretly.

"Want to marry Ji Yixun?"

Zhuo Yijing's hand pinched her chin slightly, forcing Sang Zhi to look directly at him.

"Yes, I think about it. I always think about it. What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"

Sang Zhi sneered again and again and looked directly at Zhuo Yijing.

"Ah……"

Zhuo Yijin sneered.

"Then I wish you..." He paused and stared at Sang Zhi meaningfully.

"Get what you want."

"Then I wish you... a happy marriage and a long life together? Well, what do you think?"

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes, let go of the hand holding her chin, and smiled slightly.

But his eyes were cold, without a smile, and he looked at her without any emotion at all.

"Lend your auspicious words."

Sang Zhipi looked at him with a smile, and slowly tightened his palms.

……