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

When the most tender skin came into contact with the cold air, Ling Yuan trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted. He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and bit Tang Shuya's shoulder hard!

She bit so hard that a crimson stain was visible through the shirt. The smell of blood spread from the shirt into Ling Yuan's mouth.

The corners of Tang Shuya's lips were pressed into a straight line, and he didn't even make a sound.

When Ling Yuan's teeth were sore and she was finally willing to open her mouth, the man's clear and cold voice sounded faintly, "Have you bitten enough? Now it's my turn."

He pursed his lips, a storm gradually brewing in his eyes, and the tense muscles in his arms twitched from time to time.

Anger and fear froze her there.

The wound opened again.

The whole person seemed to be split in half by a nine-foot-long sword!

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She couldn't help but cry out in pain. She put her hands firmly on his shoulders and cried out in a sobbing voice, "Tang Shuya, it hurts, it hurts..."

Tang Shuya paused, lowered his head, and let his glasses slip down. He pushed his glasses up from the bridge of his nose with his fingers, "What did I say just now? When I want something, you should take the initiative and suffer less."

She didn't know why he suddenly became so beastly. Tang Shuya knew very well what her feelings were towards Fang Xi, and it wasn't just today that he found out.

"Tang Shuya, I beg you..."

Her cheeks and back were covered in cold sweat. She could only show weakness to him, begging him in a soft voice and grabbing his sleeve pitifully.

Time seemed to flow backwards, and in the blink of an eye we were back to the past.

He forced her with a video in the hotel, he pressed her against the mirror-like French windows and humiliated her, he tied her up and tortured her while she was unconscious, he despicably humiliated her in the bright cloakroom...

But just a few days ago, they had slept in each other's arms so intimately. He suppressed his desire and would rather get up in the morning or even get up in the middle of the night to take a cold shower than touch her.

Just now, in this car, his desire was aroused, but he still didn't touch her.

What on earth had happened that made him treat her like this all of a sudden?

He is moody and his moods are hard to tell.

She didn't understand and couldn't guess.

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

His suit fell to the ground, but his shirt was still there, just in a mess.

Hearing her plea, Tang Shuya's anger seemed to ease a little, his frown relaxed a little, and he leaned over to kiss her lips, cheek, and finally moved behind her ear.

Seeing that she had stopped crying out in pain, he continued, his words becoming vulgar and harsh. He pressed his thin lips against her ear and panted as he said, "Do you think Fang Xi is stupid? You're so kind and yet you're just standing there and doing nothing while you're cheating on me with another woman?"

Ling Yuan opened his eyes wide suddenly, and there was a sound in his ears, as if they were pricked by a sharp needle.

The string that had been taut in my mind suddenly broke.

He raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

With a "slap", the slap landed heavily on Tang Shuya's left cheek.

The air suddenly froze.

Both of them were stunned for a while.

Tang Shuya was beaten so badly that he didn't turn around for a long time, and kept tilting his head to the left. The gold-rimmed glasses on his face fell off, leaving only one of the glasses legs hanging on his earlobe, dangling precariously.

His expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

There is a sense of oppression as if a storm is about to come.

Ling Zhen's heart was in suspense.

Tang Shuya took off his glasses, threw them away, slowly turned his head, and poked his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and a violent aura suddenly arose.

He looked at her straight, his eyes sharp and bloodshot.

Like a disturbed lion, he was filled with a force ready to strike, charging forward ferociously and violently, demanding his revenge like an animal.

It seemed as if he would tear the prey in front of him into pieces with his bare hands in the next second.

Her two beautiful eyebrows were twisted into a ball of thread.

Tears welled up in my eyes but I didn't dare to cry out loud, so I tried hard to suppress them.

Two pale, slender hands gripped the leather seat tightly, trembling with gritted teeth.

Through his tearful eyes, his beautiful face was now somewhat distorted.

She felt as if she were in a nightmare, unable to escape or resist.

She tried to find a way out, a way to escape this nightmare.

However, it swept over her whole body like an irresistible torrent.

The wind was howling and the sea was surging. She was swept away by the waves and drifted with the current.

She had nowhere to escape and could only sob in spasms and tremors.

After a while, his tense body finally relaxed. He slowly exhaled and lay down on the chair.

She forced herself to sit up and took out a wet tissue to wipe her body.

After a while, Tang Shuya turned his head and looked at her silently for a moment. Without saying a word, he took a tissue and cleaned himself up. He said in a hoarse voice, "Drive the car back to Jin Mansion and get out of my sight."

They remained silent all the way back to Jin Mansion.

It was almost dawn and the mansion was quiet.

Ling Zhen went straight up to the second floor, packed up and went downstairs.

Without turning on the lights, Tang Shuya sat on the sofa in the living room, completely lost in the darkness, his expression unclear. He held a cigarette between his index and middle fingers. The scarlet dot flickered, becoming even brighter in the night.

Ling Zhen didn't even look at him and walked towards the door with her small bag.

"Don't think I'm letting you go now. From now on, no matter where or when, I'll be there for you, because you owe me this."

Behind him, the cold and distant voice was like an icy blade, gently cutting through the night sky without a trace of emotion.

It lingers like a wisp of smoke, and although it is light, it is enough to make people's hearts tremble.

Ling Zhen paused without looking back. His eyes, like autumn water, were as clear and deep as a silhouette, without a trace of emotion in them.

She pursed her lips slightly and uttered a word dryly: "Okay."

Tang Shuya kept watching her back as she walked out the door until the slender figure gradually disappeared in the hazy and deep night. Then he withdrew his gaze, stood up and returned to the master bedroom.

Even without deliberately smelling her, her scent still lingered in the master bedroom, inadvertently invading his nostrils and stirring up feelings in him that he couldn't even explain.

The big bed that once housed two people now only had a black evening dress lying quietly on it.

Next to it was a necklace - the Tears of Artemis.

An inexplicable anger settled in my chest.

He didn't care about the pain on his shoulder where she had bitten him. He raised his hand and pulled it suddenly. There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the black evening dress and necklace were pulled to the ground by him.

……

Ling Zhen returned to his long-missed home. It had only been about ten days, but the items and furniture were already covered with a thin layer of dust.

She went to the bedroom and took a quick look, and understood why Tang Shuya made a "gulp" sound while hiding in the bedroom on the day Fang's mother came.

In the trash can was a photo of her and Fang Xi.

Ling Yuan looked at it silently for a long time before bending down to pick it up, dusting it off, and putting it back in its place.

After waiting at home for a whole day, Fang Xi finally stepped into the house near dawn the next day.

Where did he go for a whole day and night?