His thin, cold lips grazed her earlobe a few times, blowing scorching hot breath, his magnetic voice was sexy and hoarse: "Xi'er, I want you, is your body okay?"
His sultry breath sprayed on her ear, making her sensitive and trembling slightly, her whole body slightly hot, her small face dyed with a layer of pink, she shyly shrunk her face into his arms, but unexpectedly stuck to him even tighter, she was at a loss, blushing and searching for words: "Are you good friends with Bai Li Cheng?" Otherwise, how did you earn back that 500 million for him?
Ling Han's eyes suddenly dimmed, and a vague emotion spread across the depths of his eyes.
"Ah!" Leng Xi's body suddenly rose into the air, and she was swept up in Ling Han's arms. She looked at him in surprise: "Did I say something wrong?"
"Don't mention him in front of me!" His tone was overbearing and laced with a hint of anger.
Is he jealous? Leng Xi blinked, but a warm current was stirring in his heart.
She was placed in the bathtub, and Ling Han's long fingers slid gently over her flat abdomen, causing a tingling sensation that made Qing Xi's body tremble nonstop. Finally, his hand covered her waistband and gently pulled it down, his movements as gentle as if he were caressing a work of art.
The masculine aura on his body floated around Leng Xi's nose, and his movements were even more heart-wrenching. Leng Xi's breathing quickened, and a low hum escaped from her mouth.
This sigh lingered in Ling Han's ears, and a flame suddenly ignited at the bottom of his eyes, with a momentum that seemed to set the prairie on fire.
Leng Xi raised her eyes, meeting his scorching gaze, and her entire body was instantly set aflame. Her face flushed with heat, she bashfully lowered her head.
She took off her clothes, and Ling Han placed her injured leg outside the bathtub and began to pour water. When the water was almost full, he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, taking it off to reveal a lean and toned chest with well-defined muscles that exuded strength and beauty. His wheat-colored skin was sensual and enticing, making Cold Creek's throat dry and her heart tremble. She quickly lowered her head, her nose flushing with blood, not daring to look again.
Seeing her like this, Ling Han smiled softly, and countless flowers bloomed on his lips. He pulled out the belt, threw the pants aside, and with a swing of his long and powerful legs, Leng Qing felt a wave surge up, her body lightened and sank. She cried out in surprise, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that Ling Han's body had already slid into the bathtub, and he was now under her. She was sitting on his body, her small buttocks clamped between his legs, and she was also sitting on something hard and scorching hot.
Leng Xi was shocked and immediately covered her burning red face with her hands. Oh heavens! How embarrassing...
She moved, her back to him, and the scenery behind her was presented before Ling Han's eyes. The scars crisscrossed, shocking at first glance. Ling Han's eyes suddenly darkened, his breathing fluctuated, and his slightly trembling palm gently stroked the scars on her back: "Does it hurt?"
Leng Xi was stunned for a moment, biting her lip and shaking her head, murmuring: "It's already passed, it doesn't hurt!"
His heart, however, skipped a beat. The anger in his eyes softened, and he gently kissed the back of her neck, kissing the purple scars, with utmost gentleness and affection, as if to help her heal.
His tongue tip was smooth and hot, lingering in the back of Leng Creek's neck, a wave of trembling came from the sensitive place behind his back, making Leng Creek murmur uncontrollably, his eyelashes fluttering lightly like a butterfly flapping its wings.
Her every whisper strongly stimulated Ling Han, mesmerizing his soul.
He suddenly got up, picked up Leng Xi and walked into the room, putting her on the bed. His sturdy body covered hers, their two bodies tightly pressed together, warmth spreading, feeling Leng Xi's softness and the charm of her scent. His kiss became more forceful and domineering.
His dense and numerous kisses fell on her forehead, eyebrows, eyelashes, nose bridge, cheeks, and small mouth, one by one.
"From now on, you are my woman!" His low and husky voice was like a magical spell that enchanted Cold Creek, her whole body trembling with the sound of his silk-like voice and breath.
Ling Han's lips locked onto hers, which were as tender as tofu, in a domineering and powerful kiss. At this moment, feeling her silky smooth body, he couldn't help but want to press her into himself.
Her stubbornness, her strength, her optimism, and her perseverance all deeply moved him.
During the day, at the construction site, she disregarded her own life and death, and in a critical moment, she rushed forward and pushed him away from the sea of blood. Never had a woman risked her life for him before. Looking at her stubborn and unyielding appearance, how could Ling Han remain unmoved?
At that moment, no one understood his spiritual shock better than he did. For the first time, he had an impulse to have a woman by his side.
"Don't betray me, don't deceive me, don't hide from me, can you do that?" Ling Han's voice was low and husky as he whispered into Leng Xi's ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine.
"Hmm..." Leng Xi felt dizzy all over and couldn't help but let out a low moan.
"Answer me!" Ling Han's low voice grew even more menacing.
Leng Xi trembled and hugged his neck tightly, burying her head in the crook of it: "Ling Han, I love you, I'll do whatever you say..."
She felt a scorching heat pressed against her waist, and she knew what it was. It was Ling Han, the man she loved, and she opened herself up, presenting everything to him.
Because it was her love.
He said, Xi Er, from now on, you are my woman. She was willing to be his woman and wanted to have a home with him.
"Open your eyes and look at me!" Ling Han's voice was powerful and overbearing, yet also sexy to the point of being deadly, magnetic and mellow like strong wine, low and husky, making Leng Xi's heart almost jump out of her chest.
She opened her eyes at the sound, and what entered her line of sight was his wheat-colored skin, with a masculine wild face, extremely resolute, with distinct muscles, exuding a sense of strength and beauty, just looking at him made one involuntarily swallow saliva.
"Remember, this face is your man!" Ling Han's words fell, and he slowly pushed into her body.
Leng Xigu's head slightly tilted back, her eyes suddenly filled with starlight, she reached out and hooked his neck, awkwardly encircling him.
The room was bathed in brilliant light, and on the bed, two tightly embracing shadows were cast, swaying gently in the breeze, a dazzling and resplendent sight.
The body is like a small boat in the ocean of light, swaying and floating with its waves, accompanied by some stinging pain, some numbness, some heartache, and some inexplicable emotions, happiness and suffering, as if in a dream.
The enchanting rough kick and soft hum echoed throughout the room, resplendent and seductive.
Unbeknownst to her, a layer of glistening water appeared in Leng Xi's eyes. She didn't know if it was because happiness had come too suddenly or if Ling Han's love was too fierce and deep. Leng Xi's head felt dizzy and she was in a state of semi-consciousness. As her body trembled, she furrowed her brow, grasped Ling Han's hand, and placed it against her cheek, whispering softly: "Ling...Ling Han..."
"Hmm!" Ling Han's drunken eyes gazed at her below, and he tidied up her sweaty hair.
"No more, I...I'm dizzy..." She said uncomfortably, feeling faint.
Ling Han's low and husky voice whispered in her ear, "Foolish woman, this is a prelude to happiness, I will make you happy!"
Ling Han, who had endured for several days, how could he let her off so easily? As he savored her, he felt that every blood vessel in his body was boiling, and every part of him was crying out fiercely.
He let out a low growl and suddenly thrust forward, the scorching stream bursting forth inside her in an instant.
At that moment, they walked hand in hand, strolling on cloud nine.
Leng Xi's entire body was covered in a thin layer of fine sweat, with a faint flush like a lotus flower that had just emerged from the water. His forehead was beaded with large drops of sweat that slid down.
The lamp light was dizzying, the human figure swayed back and forth for a long time, panting and sighing like the wind, playing a tune of "Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon" in the entire room.
One night of wild bloom...
The morning sunlight opened her drowsy eyes, and the dense eyelashes fluttered slightly. She slowly woke up, and her gaze fell on Cold Creek, who was sleeping soundly with his head on her arm. His small mouth was slightly pursed, and his thick eyelashes rested on his eyes like a butterfly. The thin skin around his closed eyes was almost translucent, revealing the outline of his eyeballs underneath. The soft sunlight cast a gentle glow on his pale face, making him look pure and beautiful.
Ling Han smiled lightly and planted a kiss on her forehead. It turned out that waking up to find a woman sleeping beside him wasn't so bad after all.
Maybe it was because of last night's exhaustion, Ling Han moved Cold Creek's head to sleep on the bed, and he got up himself, while Cold Creek hadn't woken up yet, sleeping very soundly.
With the one she loves most, doing the happiest thing, is indeed the happiest thing. Happiness is so cold that even in her dreams, the corners of her mouth are still hanging with a faint smile. She murmurs to herself in her dream: "Ling Han, I love you..."
Such a beautiful dream is too good to be true, so beautiful that people don't want to wake up, but sleep always has an awakening time.
When Leng Xi opened her eyes, it was already noon. She went downstairs and found that Lou Shu had already prepared lunch for her, but she didn't see Ling Han's figure. Leng Xi knew that he was always busy, men have their own careers.
She got herself ready and decided to head back home to see her family, it had been several days since she last went back, and she didn't know how her dad was doing.
"Let me go, it wasn't me, don't catch me! It really wasn't me..."
Leng Xi had just walked to the vicinity of Furong Community when he heard a burst of police sirens blaring, and the community was surrounded by people. He rushed over and saw several policemen holding down Leng Long as they dragged him towards the police car. Leng Long's face was pleading, begging for mercy.
"Dad..." Leng Xi rushed over in a panic, calling out, but was stopped by the police: "Miss, this is a crime scene, strictly off-limits!" The policeman said expressionlessly.
"Brother! Think of a way to save Father! Father doesn't want to die! It really wasn't Father who did it, Father didn't kill anyone, didn't kill anyone..." Leng Long's nose was filled with tears and snot as he saw Leng Xi bitterly pleading.
Murder! Cold Creek's heart tightened, a sense of fear and tension made her chest feel suffocated. What was going on?
"You cheap woman, how dare you come back!" Just as Leng Xi was in a state of panic, Leng Nie suddenly rushed over from somewhere, grabbed Leng Xi and started tearing at her hair and hitting her, like a shrew: "You demon, you scourge, if it weren't for you, our family wouldn't be like this. Why don't you just go die!" Leng Nie glared with tears in her eyes, raging furiously.
Leng Xi was shaken by Leng Ni until she felt dizzy and her hands and feet went soft, she couldn't see the people in front of her clearly anymore, they were all blurry, she only knew that there were a few figures swaying in front of her.
"Lenny, that's enough!" Bai Yicheng jumped over from the yellow line, his long hair flying, and his wind was outstanding. He pulled Lenny open and hugged Leng Xi in his arms, scolding Lenny.
Leng Creek slowly opened her eyes, and the blurry face that entered her vision was a handsome one. She tightly grasped his clothes and whispered: "Ling... Ling Han... I'm dizzy..." As soon as she finished speaking, everything went black, and she lost consciousness.