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

Tang Shuya held her waist, and through a layer of clothes, the strength of his caress made her heart feel uneasy.

In front of so many people, this ambiguous posture made Ling Zhen feel uneasy. She lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice:

"You...don't do this...I can sit by myself."

Her reaction was just as he imagined. He liked to see her trying her best to endure but looking miserable with a look of resentment on her face. He liked to push her into a position where she had no way out and could only surrender. He liked to control her body, her emotions, everything about her. This feeling was very satisfying.

Feeling the tension and stiffness of the person in his arms, he curled his lips, his brows and eyes showing a little more tenderness, and said sympathetically: "Then I'll ask someone to bring another chair?"

Someone took a chair and placed it next to Tang Shuya with a tactful look, and Tang Shuya finally let go of his hand.

Ling Zhen sat down beside him and felt sweat on his back.

Three years ago, she was Tang Shuya's toy and his pet, so he never took her out to socialize or meet people.

There was only one thing she had to do, to relieve his pressure, appease his desires, and bear his...unknown side.

Only a very few people around him knew of her existence, such as Han Su.

For people like those present, this was the first time Ling Zhen met them, and the first time they knew of Ling Zhen.

His behavior today is really hard to understand. Maybe he is planning something bad.

"What about Miss Yu? Isn't she accompanying you tonight?" Ling Zhen turned to look at Tang Shuya and asked softly in his ear.

Tang Shuya's eyes were still fixed on the cards as he casually replied, "Send her back."

"She has such a great figure, why?"

Tang Shuya paused, staring down at her, as if trying to discern something from her face. "She's got too much makeup on her face, I can't bring myself to touch her. What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

Tang Shuya doesn't mind women wearing makeup as long as it's appropriate.

Ling Ruo didn't seem to have ever worn heavy makeup, only light makeup at best.

It may also be because she has good skin. Light makeup can magnify her beauty several times and also preserve the advantages of her good skin.

Especially when there is contrast.

Ling Zhen retracted his gaze and murmured softly, "I'm not jealous."

Jealous? How could that be possible?

It's just a pity.

"I guess so. You wish Yu Yin and I could sleep together tonight so you can relax."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Shuya played a card.

Things had come to this point, and there was nothing to hide. Ling Zhen frankly admitted, "Yes, I thought I could sleep well tonight."

Tang Shuya's lips curled up slightly, with a hint of mockery, "Sorry, your wishful thinking was wrong. I have to trouble you again."

Ling Zhen was furious, his teeth itching as he said, "Even hanging yourself needs a breath, you're simply buying lives!"

He looked at her, a low laugh escaping his throat, "I thought you were praising me."

Ling Zhen glared at him fiercely and stopped talking.

The two of them exchanged sharp words and competed secretly, but to others, it was a different scene.

It was clearly just flirting, and it fed everyone's mouths full of dog food.

Chi Yi nudged Shao Yangxia beside him with his elbow, and the two looked at each other, both seeing a look of "I see" in each other's eyes.

Brother Shuya really likes pure female college students.

Chi Yi winked at Tang Shuya and asked with a smile: "Brother Shuya, you are the lost and found thing you mentioned before... um..."

Before he could finish his words, a big hand covered his mouth. The owner of the big hand, Shao Yangxia, gave Chi Yi a look. Chi Yi instantly understood and blinked to show that he understood.

I almost said the wrong thing.

Shao Yangxia immediately took over and asked curiously, "Sister, can you introduce yourself? Have you graduated yet? How long have you been with our brother Shuya?"

Ling Zhen's outfit tonight was too ordinary and plain, and she looked no different from a college graduate.