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

Seeing that Ling Zhen didn't respond, he turned around and looked at her silently. She lowered her head and looked at her toes, making it impossible to see her eyes under her thick eyelashes.

Her half-dead appearance made the man a little angry.

He took off his glasses, reached out to pick up Ling Zhen, dragged her into the bathroom, and poured warm water directly on her head and body.

Warm water seeped into Ling Yuan's eyes. She couldn't open her eyes. Her eyes felt sore but she burst into tears.

Maybe Ling Zhen had wanted to cry for a long time, but was just holding it in.

"You bastard!"

She choked and scolded him, but Tang Shuya sneered and ignored her.

The shower in the bathroom was spraying hot water continuously. The heat filled the entire bathroom, and even the walls and mirrors were covered with a layer of water vapor. The temperature continued to rise, and the hot water splashed onto the ground.

Tang Shuya was already soaked, and the water droplets falling from his hair slid down his smooth jawbone to his collarbone.

His face was shrouded in a hazy mist, which did not diminish his handsomeness in the slightest, but instead added a touch of allure.

The corners of her eyes were red, like a rabbit's red eyes, and she couldn't open her eyes at all.

"Tang Shuya, I'm choking on the water."

"Scared?"

Tang Shuya curled his lips and smiled evilly.

Ling Zhen coughed a few times due to being choked, and was in extreme pain. All he could think about was which step had gone wrong to lead to the current situation.

"Can you do it another way?"

She tried to bargain with him.

Unfortunately, Tang Shuya didn't care about her at all.

"You said you'd thank me properly, and this is your reaction? And you dare to bargain with me?"

Tang Shuya's voice was hoarse, and he was very dissatisfied with her absent-mindedness. His eyes under his wet hair stared at her deeply, like a whirlpool that wanted to swallow her.

Ling Zhen bit her lip, turned her face to one side, and closed her eyes gently.

The man smiled when he saw this.

The hot breath hit Ling Ru's neck.

There is no doubt that Tang Shuya really understands women and knows how to scare Ling Yuan.

Ling Zhen could no longer stop his reaction.

She closed her eyes tightly, feeling despair.

But she bit her lower lip tightly, neither struggling nor speaking, just treating herself as a dead object.

Tang Shuya leaned against the wall with one hand, his breathing disordered.

As usual, he looked down at Ling Yuan with a condescending attitude, and frowned on his handsome face, which still had the lingering charm, when he saw him showing no reaction and in a sense, having his way with him.

People are always greedy, once they get one, they want more.

He was dissatisfied when she was not with him.

He caught her and brought her to his side, but he was not satisfied with her resistance.

Now she completely let him have whatever he wanted, but he was still not satisfied.

He began to wonder what he wanted.

When did this feeling of imbalance in manipulation begin to follow you throughout the entire process?

If you are not satisfied anyway, then do as you please.

This situation is indeed not good, but it is not that bad. After all, the degree of dissatisfaction when people are around you and when they are not around you is somewhat different.

And he had the confidence, the ability, and the means to make her express what he wanted under him.

There is nothing he cannot get as long as he wants it.

Tang Shuya carried the wet Ling Zhen out of the bathroom. Ling Zhen closed her eyes, her messy wet hair stuck to his strong chest. She didn't care where she was being taken, as it didn't matter where she was being taken.

She was his puppet, her every move controlled by a few thin strings, and she had completely lost her vitality.

She had never escaped his control.

My heart felt like it was sinking into an ice cellar, the chill was piercing and burning my bones.

Climb up the limbs little by little.

Ling Zhen's body was cold and wet, and his teeth couldn't help but chatter.

There was a sudden spin.

When Ling Zhen couldn't help but open her eyes, she found that he had already carried her into the brightly lit cloakroom.

In front of her was a huge full-length mirror.

She anticipated what was going to happen, and a crack finally appeared on her lifeless face.

She licked her lips and asked tremblingly, "You, what are you going to do?"

Tang Shuya rested his chin on her slender shoulders and embraced her from behind. This scene gave the illusion that the two were a couple deeply in love with each other.

"Open your eyes and take a good look at how I am..."

The atmosphere was charming, but the words were cold and ruthless.

The mirror reflected the creamy white calves trembling in the air.

She turned her head away, sparks flashing in her eyes, and cursed: "Tang Shuya, can you be more normal?"

"I'm just not normal."

He said this with a gentle smile, not minding her cursing at all.

Some even enjoy it.

He just thought she was very cute when she stared with her eyes wide open and her cheeks puffed out.

This is like an immature child who deliberately acts naughty just to attract other people's attention.

Ling Ruo felt a pain in his jaw, which was pinched by the man's strong fingers. He felt that his teeth were about to be crushed.

As her consciousness blurred, her toes curled up.

She didn't want to see or feel anything, so she bit her lips hard.

But the man refused to let her go. His voice was sexy and hoarse, and he said with a hint of teasing, "It is important for people to know themselves. I am just asking you to face yourself."

Through the mirror, she could clearly see the man's extremely aggressive gaze.

Tears welled up in her eyes instantly.

What's even more devastating is that it's herself.

Is this her?

How could she show such an unsightly expression in front of Tang Shuya?

This isn't her! It can't be her! It can't be her!

She is indeed a despicable woman!

She hated herself deeply in her heart!

If possible, I really want to shed this layer of skin.

Tang Shuya kept whispering something in her ear. The voice was hoarse and seductive, sometimes far away and sometimes near.

The content of the words is embarrassing.

She gave in and begged, "I understand. I will thank you very much."

Ling Yuan rested her head lightly on his collarbone.

This intimate gesture gave him the illusion that she was docile.

An indescribable throbbing surged in Tang Shuya's heart, and the unhappiness just now was swept away, replaced by a slight joy.

He lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at Ling Yuan's snow-white shoulders with satisfaction.

There are marks of varying depths all over it.

At this moment, even Tang Shuya himself couldn't understand his own thoughts.

He just wanted to leave heavy marks on it.

Like a mark.

Prove that she is his and only his.

Even if he can't win her heart.

It doesn't matter.

This time, he would never let her escape again.

……

After the exhilarating exercise, Tang Shuya fell directly on the bed and closed his eyes.

I reached out and touched the seat next to me, but it was suddenly empty.

Tang Shuya opened his eyes immediately, only to find that Ling Yuan had stood up and was bending over to take out clothes from his bag.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Shuya frowned slightly.

"I'll sleep in the guest room." Ling Zhen said as he put on his clothes. "Before, when you brought me home, you always asked me to sleep in the guest room."