Day n of not wanting to be a kept man's canary

It was almost 10 p.m. when Mu Yanxin got back to the villa from the Mu family home. She dragged her tired body out of the car.

She didn't drive when she went; the Mu family's driver brought her back.

As I approached the front door and was about to press my fingerprint to unlock it, a deep voice came from behind me.

"Where did my sister-in-law go in the middle of the night?"

Mu Yanxin was startled, and her relaxed state instantly became alert. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw the man leaning against the outside of the door, smoking.

The firelight flickered, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

Mu Nanxin looked around to make sure no one was there before asking, "Master Ye, what are you doing here?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Mu Yanxin realized how idiotic her question was; it was undoubtedly a pointless question.

Leng Tingye's reply was amusing, "Such a strong reaction, what shady business did you go to do?"

She suddenly remembered what her brother had said earlier that day: to stay away from this man.

The man in front of her was Lan Feifei's fiancé. If he knew she was Song Renzhi's daughter, he would probably kill her on the spot.

Mu Yanxin's hands were clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. She forced a smile and said, "Master Ye, you're joking. I just went back to my parents' home. What could I have done that would make me feel guilty?"

"Oh~" His tone trailed off with a hint of laziness, perhaps indicating a lack of interest. He watched her approach. "What, not planning to invite me in for a seat?"

The man's voice was alluring, yet dangerous.

Her brother's words echoed in her ears again: "Stay away from Leng Ting."

Mu Yanxin smiled tactfully, "Let's not!"

"Little sister-in-law, you're already tired of this?" he said, walking over and forcing her to retreat step by step until she had nowhere left to go and her back pressed against the cold marble.

Mu Yanxin panicked, "No, I'm afraid he'll suddenly come back, and it wouldn't be good if we were discovered!"

"What's wrong with it?" Leng Tingye lowered his head and repeated, "Aren't you going to invite me up for a seat?"

Their faces were so close that their breathing became tense and rapid.

"I……"

The man didn't give her time to hesitate, "Fine, you'll regret it!"

He then put his hands on her hips and kissed her, completely enveloping the woman in his shadow.

“唔唔唔～”

The disparity in strength between men and women puts women at a complete disadvantage.

Mu Yanxin was tormented. Her brother told her to stay away from this man, but on the other hand, she had no choice but to get entangled with him.

Just like now, her back was burning from the cold against the marble, while her front felt unbearably hot, like it was being roasted by fire.

She regretted getting involved with this man, but clearly, it was too late for regrets.

She slowly closed her eyes, letting the man knead and shape her as he pleased.

I don't know how much time passed, but in a daze, Leng Tingye carried Mu Yanxin into the house.

"Wake up, wash up and then go back to sleep!" Leng Tingye shook the woman in his arms who was unconscious from his antics, his tone carrying a unique tenderness born of satisfaction.

Mu Yanxin's eyelids were drooping with exhaustion, and her voice was weak as she said in a spoiled tone, "I'm not washing anymore, I'm tired!"

A smug smile appeared on Leng Tingye's lips as he pinched her cheek. "You want me to serve you while you wash again?"

Upon hearing that Leng Tingye was going to give her a bath, Mu Yanxin was terrified and all her sleepiness vanished.

She opened her eyes, placed her hands across the man's chest, and said, "No need to trouble yourself, I'll wash myself!"

As she spoke, she slipped off the man when he wasn't looking and limped to the bedroom.

To be honest, the way she fled in such a disheveled state was kind of cute.

Mu Yanxin came out of the bathroom, while Leng Tingye leaned back on the sofa like an old man, smoking.

Mu Yanxin thought he would leave while she was taking a shower, but she didn't expect him not to leave.

After all, he used to just use it and then throw it away.

When he saw her come out, Leng Tingye lifted his eyelids and glanced at her. His eyes flickered. The woman who had just come out of the bathroom was barefoot, with some water droplets still clinging to her body.

He stared at her nakedly from head to toe, his gaze finally settling on her slender, fair legs.

Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed by being stared at, the woman awkwardly dug her toes into the ground.

She ran in such a hurry that she didn't have time to change into her slippers before rushing into the bathroom.

Leng Tingye took a deep drag of his cigarette and beckoned to her, "Come here!"

The husky tone had a hint of indulgence.

Although she was shy, Mu Yanxin had done even more intimate things countless times before, so she didn't hesitate and forced herself to go over.

"Master Ye!"

A half-burnt cigarette butt was tossed into a spotless ashtray.

He got up, picked up the woman, and carried her towards the bathroom.

The hug was so sudden that her mind went blank the moment her body was lifted into the air.

He carried her to the bathroom; could it be that he wanted to...

Mu Yanxin's heart tightened. She was truly afraid of him; she still vividly remembered the incident in the bathroom last time.

"No way! Master Ye!"

Seeing the woman in his arms panic like a frightened bird, Leng Tingye's lips curled up. "What do you mean, 'no'?"

"Ok?"

The man's tone was too ambiguous; wasn't he just asking a question he already knew the answer to?

Mu Yanxin buried her head in the man's chest, "You...you...you can't do that anymore!"

Leng Tingye grinned mischievously, "What?"

The man pressed on with a serious expression, but the topic became increasingly embarrassing because it was difficult to talk about, at least that's how Mu Yanxin felt.

The man had long legs, and he went into the bathroom after saying only a few words.

Mu Yanxin braced herself between the two men with her arms, trying her best to maintain the distance as much as possible.

He pleaded, "Master Ye, I can't take it anymore!"

Leng Tingye didn't care what she said. With a cold sensation on her bottom, Mu Yanxin was placed on the washbasin, and the man stood in front of her like a wall.

As the movie scene popped up, Mu Yanxin blushed all the way to the roots of her neck.

The next second, the man reached over her head, opened the cabinet above her head, rummaged through it, took nothing, and then closed it again!

Mu Yanxin didn't know what he was looking for, but his posture made it hard not to think the wrong thing.

He glanced at her, bent down, braced himself on one side of her, and opened the drawer below with the other.

Mu Yanxin didn't react until she saw him take a hairdryer out of the drawer. "Master Ye, so you were looking for this in the bathroom?"

Leng Tingye smiled faintly, "Having ulterior motives?"

Having her thoughts read so easily only made things more awkward. Just like Mu Yanxin right now, she felt so ashamed she wanted to crawl into a hole.

Mu Yanxin felt guilty and said, "No, no!"

"Humph!"

Leng Tingye snorted and said nothing more. He ran his fingers through his hair, accompanied by the roaring sound of a hairdryer blowing hot air.

Mu Yanxin was taken aback. Was she hallucinating?

The arrogant and unruly Leng Tingye is now personally blow-drying her hair?

She pinched her thigh hard.

pain!

If it's not a hallucination, then it must be real?

The hot wind dispersed the dampness, and she felt a strange sense of emotion. She thought of another man!