Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

At that moment, Sang Ling only felt that Jiao Jiao was fragrant, smooth and easy to kiss, and was completely unaware that danger was about to strike.

Like a little hooligan, she kissed and pecked Fu Jiaojiao's face and neck, thoroughly satisfied.

Suddenly, her waist tightened as a large, hot hand gripped her waist and pulled her up forcefully.

Sang Ling was lifted up and straddled Fu Zhirang's lap, her hands gently resting on his shoulders, her head slightly lowered, when she suddenly met his gaze.

A gaze as aggressive as a wild beast.

Fu Zhirang held the person in his arms tightly, tilting his head slightly to look at her.

His movements were forceful and domineering, yet he humbled himself, looking up at her with burning eyes.

Do you know what you're doing?

His deep, hoarse voice sounded strained, as if he had been holding his words in for a long time before finally speaking.

Sang Ling blinked slowly. Her intuition told her that Jiao Jiao was in danger, but she wasn't afraid at all.

"I know, I'm kissing you."

It's not like we've never kissed before, so what?

His breath hitched, and something seemed to loosen in Fu Zhirang's eyes. He breathed slowly and heavily, and the corners of his eyes grew increasingly red.

His cool and aloof face gradually turned lustful.

His eyes were burning with a passion that could melt anyone, yet he kept his jaw taut, suppressing something.

For a moment, Fu Zhirang thought with disdain, "So be it. What if the girl only likes my looks?"

Once you possess her and mark her as your own, she is yours.

Anyway, he's not a good person.

But his remaining rationality quickly reminded him that he couldn't do that; he would lose her.

If she only likes this face, she will turn away without hesitation once she gets tired of it.

They abandoned him once again.

He wanted more than just her fleeting affection.

After figuring it out, Fu Zhirang closed his eyes, and the surging emotions in his heart gradually dissipated. The dark thoughts that almost broke free were once again pulled back into the deepest recesses of his mind and hidden away.

He told himself not to rush, to take it slow.

"Jiaojiao?" Sang Ling called softly as she looked at Fu Jiaojiao, whose emotions were fluctuating.

Fu Zhirang slowly opened his eyes, his gaze now clear. He suddenly buried his face in her neck and hugged her tightly, saying, "Mmm."

Sang Ling hugged Fu Jiaojiao, who suddenly started acting coquettishly, and patted her head skillfully.

She is familiar with this.

In the past, when she kissed Meiren and Fugui, they loved it and would rub against her affectionately afterward.

He would also turn his belly over so she could touch it.

In order not to wrong herself, and because Jiao Jiao was too shy to let her touch her belly, Sang Ling took the initiative to reach out and touch her abs.

Suddenly I felt that my life was complete.

Life should be like this: kiss your sweetheart, touch your sweetheart, and then hold your sweetheart to sleep.

They didn't care at all whether the other party lived or died.

Her soft little hands wandered aimlessly over her waist and abdomen, making Fu Zhirang's breath quicken slightly. He moved his head, which was buried in her soft neck, and whispered hoarsely in her ear.

"Stop touching."

Where Sang Ling couldn't see, her beautiful, thin lips were bright red and burning hot.

Sang Ling thought for a moment and moved her hand to another place.

Okay, then she'll touch it somewhere else.

Fu Zhirang's waist suddenly trembled, her ear tips turned bright red, and the arms that restrained her petite body tightened until the veins bulged, the display of strength bringing the sexiness to the extreme.

As if she could no longer bear it, she lowered her head and gently bit the earlobe that was so close to hers.

Sharp canines bit into the soft earlobe, gently nibbling and grinding.

"Baby, really... stop touching me." The voice was slightly hoarse and sexy, yet it also carried a hint of danger, as if something was about to burst forth from the ground.

Sang Ling wanted to escape, but it was too late. She was trapped in his arms and couldn't move an inch.

Her ear hurt and itched a little from being bitten, so she pursed her lips and said, "Then don't bite me."

"Hmm," Fu Zhirang replied casually.

Sang Ling withdrew her hand from his lower back, but the other man only withdrew his canine teeth, still pressing against his earlobe, slowly and deliberately half-kissing him.

He kissed her a few times with restraint, then looked up, the desire in his eyes completely gone.

Seeing the girl's brows furrow slightly, Fu Zhirang's eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked her a question, his calm tone tinged with trepidation.

"Hate?"

Did he start to dislike him just because they got a little closer?

Sang Ling, her brows furrowed, looked up, pursed her lips, and said in a soft, clear voice, "It's alright."

Before Fu Zhirang could rejoice, he heard her say, "Fugui also likes to lick me when he's happy."

However, Fugui only licked her hands and face.

The light that had just appeared in Fu Jiaojiao's eyes dimmed again, and she even looked a little resentful.

Sang Ling was wrapped up in a blanket like a silkworm by the sullen Fu Gou Gou and thrown onto the bed.

I watched helplessly as he turned around and angrily went into the bathroom.

It's really weird.

Sang Ling thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so she simply lay down and went to sleep.

So, when Fu Zhirang came out after taking a cold shower, he saw the little girl fast asleep.

Angry and helpless.

Finally, worried that she might roll off the bed in the middle of the night, I had to hold her in my arms and protect her.

The next day, everything seemed to be back on track.

Looking at Jiao Jiao, who remained aloof and virtuous, Sang Ling revealed a sweet smile.

She said, "There's nothing that a good night's sleep can't fix."

But there was still a slight difference; Fu Jiaojiao actually asked her to help him tie his tie, but she had no idea how.

He almost strangled me on his first attempt.

Fu Zhirang untied the messy tie around his neck, bent down slightly, and patiently taught Sang Ling how to tie a tie.

"First like this, then like this, did you get it?"

After watching him demonstrate, Sang Ling nodded. When she looked up, she saw him stretch his neck over, his divine face magnified in front of her.

His deep, cool phoenix eyes seemed to electrify her, even though he was just looking at her calmly.

“Then let’s give it a try,” Fu Zhirang said.

Sang Ling clumsily helped Fu Zhirang tie his tie. Although it wasn't perfect, she smiled beautifully.

"Baby, you're so great." Fu Zhirang patted the little girl's head and praised her generously.

This compliment made Sang Ling, who was initially somewhat dissatisfied, suddenly find the crooked tie more agreeable.

It tilted its head back with a hint of pride, like a kitten being praised.

"Ang~"

She's absolutely awesome.

This sense of pride lasted until he returned to the neighbor's.

Sang Maomao strode into the Sang family home with an arrogant air, then silently withdrew her foot.

Murderous intent?!

Sang Ling peeked through the door, and just as she caught a glimpse of the backs of a few heads, she heard a sound behind her.

"Stop looking, I've been waiting for you." Song Chuyi appeared silently.

Sang Ling and Song Chuyi came to the living room together and found that everyone was there except for Sang Rou, who had gone to school.

They sat in a circle, the atmosphere somewhat oppressive.

After the two women took their seats, Mother Sang, who was sitting at the head of the table, became unusually serious and surveyed the entire room.

"Now that you're back again, let's begin today's family meeting," Mother Sang said with an air of dominance.

Hmm? A family meeting?

Sang Ling was still confused when Wang Ma's voice suddenly rang in her ears again.

“Wow!” Wang Ma, standing behind Sang’s mother, spoke with a strong voice and a firm gaze.

Sang Ling, Song Chuyi, and Lin Yan: ...

Wang Ma, do you really have to be funny in such a serious setting?