Jiaojiao is soft and can be bullied, and the crazy CEO is addicted

"What do you want?"

Ling Zhen stroked his palm and knew that he was a person who would not do anything without profit. He would not suffer any loss if a favor was done to him.

The sun was shining brightly at this time, shining on the man's handsome features. The already smooth and perfect facial contours were stained with a faint halo, making the high nose bridge and soft corners of the mouth appear even more perfect.

His obsidian eyes were filled with golden light as they refracted in the sunlight. When he looked at her through the lenses, his eyes were filled with a cunning light.

He curved his lips and smiled, "I'm hungry. Feed me first, and then I'll feed you."

Ling Zhen's heart tightened. Hearing the hint in his words, he raised his hand to smooth the hair by his ear, "My..."

Tang Shuya glanced at her and ruthlessly exposed her, "Don't try to lie to me all the time. I know you are clean."

She also looked at him, her eyes cold and clear, as if she took a deep breath, "Drop me off when you pass by the pharmacy later."

Tang Shuya tapped the steering wheel with his index finger, paused for a moment after hearing his words, and then curled his lips in an ambiguous manner.

After returning home, Ling Yuan took out the vegetables he had bought last night and cooked a few home-cooked dishes.

Tang Shuya didn't know if he was really hungry or what, but he actually ate two bowls of rice and cleared all the dishes on the table.

In comparison, Ling Rui ate like a chicken pecking at rice, and could not eat anymore after a few bites.

After clearing away the dishes, she turned around and was about to leave.

He sat leisurely on the sofa and asked, "Where are we going?"

Without even turning her head, she said, "Take a bath..."

He stared at the back of her head and whispered, "Come here."

Tang Shuya's voice was a little hoarse, and his intention was self-evident.

Ling Zhen stood there for a long time before slowly walking over.

She took a deep breath, still struggling, "Should we take a shower first?"

He whispered, "No need."

As he looked at her, she walked in front of him. In the heavy night, the incandescent lamp on the wall emitted a cold white light, shining on Tang Shuya's gentle and elegant face, as cold as the bright moon.

He put his arm around her waist and gently pulled her onto his thigh.

The big hand couldn't wait to reach in from the corner of the clothes and start kneading.

After many days, he can finally do what he wants.

Ling Yu pursed her lips, the corners of her fair eyes turned red from being bullied, and a hint of pure charm appeared between her eyebrows.

The precious steel on the man's wrist was exposed outside his clothes, but his big hand was moving up and down inside.

His well-defined face revealed micro-expressions that were different from usual. Apart from the elegant appearance, his dark pupils seemed to be looking at a sheep to be slaughtered. His thin lips were slightly parted, and if you listened carefully you could even hear his excited breathing.

He raised his hand to lift her up, and ordered in a soft but unyielding tone, "Sit on it."

She didn't want to anger him, nor did she want him to leave any marks on her body, especially the finger marks on her waist, which still left a faint mark.

So she held his shoulders with both hands, raised her feet obediently, and sat on his strong waist.

As their eyes met, her cell phone rang.

When she saw the name above, her back stiffened.

Tang Shuya saw her reaction and also saw the name displayed.

The name "Fang Xi" is displayed on top, with a big heart behind it.

The corners of his lips curled up, and a pleasant and melodious voice rang out above her head.

"Your boyfriend called, why don't you answer?"

Fang Xi turned on the loud speaker of his phone and typed on the keyboard while waiting for the person on the other end to answer.

The phone rang for a long time. Just when Fang Xi thought no one would answer, Ling Zhen's soft voice came from the other end, "Hello?"

"Zizi, are you home?"

"Um……"

"Why did it take so long to answer?"

"I was in the shower and didn't hear it."

Ling Zhen's voice was brief and seemed to contain a hint of forbearance.