Don't scream in pain, woman of deep love

  As she spoke, she was about to pull her hand back from his grasp.

  The warmth receded bit by bit from his fingertips, and her heart also lost its temperature and fell apart. His cold eyes condensed for a moment, and Ling Han suddenly grasped her hand, the soft touch returned, as if the lost temperature had been replenished, and she let out a sigh of relief.

  Ling Han raised an eyebrow and slightly opened his thin lips, "Does it matter whether you believe me or not?"

  "It's very important!" With sparkling black eyes, Leng Xi excitedly blurted out, looking at him expectantly.

  Love is built on the foundation of trust. If there isn't even the most basic trust, does that mean Ling Han never truly liked her?

  "It's not Xi'er, I'm afraid it's a play directed and performed by your mother herself. Heh, with your mother being so resistant to Xi'er, are you sure you can bring her happiness?"

  Just as Leng Xi was anxiously waiting, Bai Yi Cheng's cold laughter came from behind, suddenly pulling on Leng Xi's nerves. "What? Aunt Zi Feng... herself... is trying to get rid of me..." A deep sense of discomfort suddenly fell into his heart, and Leng Xi was shocked beyond belief.

  Zi Feng Aunt actually hated her so much, hated to the point of self-mutilation! This was undoubtedly a heavy blow, heavily striking her heart.

  Her hand was getting colder, and the chill was a real feeling. He tightened his grip on her hand and pulled her to his side, supporting her shoulder as he led her towards his car. "Bai Yicheng, things aren't like you think they are," he said, tossing a sentence over his shoulder as he took Cold Creek away without giving him a chance to argue.

  Bai Yicheng could hear it clearly. Ling Han's words, though spoken in a calm and collected tone, were laced with an unyielding coldness and sarcasm that brooked no argument.

  Does he think he kept Xi'er by his side for investigation? Is he afraid that Bai Yicheng will investigate Ling Han?

  Watching helplessly as Ling Han took Xi'er away, Bai Yi's fists were clenched with his knuckles turning white, and his suppressed breath circulated within his body.

  "Why didn't you catch up?" A clear and cold voice cut in, Ji Xinmei appeared from behind the car.

  She didn't leave just now, and kept listening to their conversation.

  Gazing at the direction where Cong Leng left, Bai Yi Cheng took a deep breath and said, "It's useless, because she wants to leave, no one can stop her. You didn't see the radiant look in her eyes when she saw Ling Han... Even if you keep her here, you can't keep her heart..."

  Bai Yicheng least wanted to see was Xi'er's tears, what he couldn't bear most was Xi'er's heartache, he would rather keep all the heartache for himself...

  "Don't think about it, my mom isn't stupid enough to hurt herself and frame you..." Ling Han glanced at Leng Xi, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a pale face and a dull expression, and said calmly, his words laced with concern.

  "Who did that? You still don't believe me..." She slowly turned back, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears, Leng Xi gazed at him with the lingering pain in her heart.

  Her stubborn expression, which was painful to look at, tugged at Ling Han's heart, causing a faint ache. With his hand on the steering wheel, he looked ahead and said, "You should believe in yourself, just listen obediently and don't think about anything else...just pretend this never happened." Ling Han was also struggling, his mother had been injured, and she was adamant that it was done by Leng Xi. Even if this was a play directed and performed by his own mother, what could he do? He would always owe his mother, and shouldn't let her be troubled.

  He didn't punish Leng Xi again, nor could he hurt his mother's self-esteem. His mother also started a cold war with him... He was in a difficult position on both sides.

  "I believe in myself!" Leng Xi pouted, puffing out her cheeks and staring at him with a sideways glance, then turned her head to look out the window, no longer paying attention to her.

  As soon as they entered the house, Ling Han threw Leng Xi onto the sofa. Lou Shu came forward and said a sentence that Zi Feng was taking a bath in the bathroom, then he went to the third floor to busy himself.

  "Does Aunt Zifeng really dislike me?" Lengxi asked timidly, her body stiffening as she sat up straight.

  "Don't think too much, help me massage my back, I'm so tired these few days." He was already used to having her by his side, and on the days without her, he always felt like something was missing. Ling Han took off his suit jacket, turned around, and lazily presented his back to her.

  Soft little hands covered him, and Cold Creek pinched his shoulders with just the right amount of force. His muscles were really hard and elastic, and her gentle touch was just a tickle to him.

  Soft and delicate touch, familiar warmth, the unique feminine charm on her body, all stirred in his cold body, especially when her soft small hands pinched him, it was as if she was touching his skin, plucking the tight string in his heart, a tingling sensation suddenly surged up from his lower abdomen, his throat tightened.

  "Ah!" He suddenly turned around and grasped her arms with one hand, Cold Creek reacted too slowly to call out.

  "Hey, don't call my mom out...!" Ling Han made a silencing gesture, but the breath he blew out carried a scorching hot flavor mixed with a faint masculine scent, which stiffened Leng Xi's entire body.

  She didn't dare make a sound anymore, she just stared at him with her big, grape-like black eyes, looking dazed.

  The cold wind blew against his eyes, he leaned in close to her neck, and buried his head in the crook of her neck, sucking on her skin lightly a few times. "Xī ér..." His breath was slightly short, his throat low and hoarse as he called out to her.

  He misses her, misses her taste.

  "Thud, thud...... thud, thud......" Her heart was beating out of rhythm, and Leng Xi's whole body was also slightly numb from his teasing. In fact, she was also missing him, but she didn't dare to and couldn't...

  "Holding his head and pushing him away from herself, 'Don't be like this, Aunt Zifeng will see it...' "

  "Shh... don't speak, or she'll come out. Mother is very fierce..." Ling Han winked at Leng Xi with a mischievous hint for her to be quiet, just like two children playing hide-and-seek, but the superior aura between his eyebrows was something that couldn't be erased, shining brightly in front of Leng Xi.

  Leng Xi was taken aback for a moment, blinking his eyes in confusion as he stared at him, what? Could this be something Ling Han would say? He also had such adorable moments.

  "Uh..." It turned out that Ling Han wasn't as cute as he seemed. Just when Leng Qing's attention was slightly diverted, his little pants were pulled down, and Ling Han's legs were pressed between her thighs.

  Leng Xi's heart was shocked and she subconsciously wanted to escape, but the rabbit in the pot had its wings clipped and couldn't fly. As soon as she moved, his scorching hot giant suddenly thrust forward, invading her body without warning.

  Leng Xi was so angry that she bit her lip, the unbearable numbness and pain made her want to scream, but she didn't dare to shout, if she called out for Zi Feng's aunt, it would be terrible.

  She suddenly hooked her arm around his neck, pulled him close and used his body to shield herself, biting her lip in embarrassment and frustration, "Bad Ling Han, you always bully me..."

  Soft and gentle voice, like the low hum of a partridge, surrounded Ling Han's ears, increasingly plucking at his strings of desire.

  He eagerly drove his body deeper into hers, "Is there something worse? Want to try it..." Ling Han's breath was filled with a hint of evil intention, and a faint smile played on his lips. Having her, he felt inexplicably relieved.

  "No, no... not here, Purple Phoenix Aunt will find out..." His face flushed with shame, Leng Qing buried his face deeply in Ling Han's chest, feeling so ashamed that he didn't know what to do.

  Ling Han is so bold, making a move on her in the living room. If Uncle Lou or Aunt Zi Feng saw this, it would be really embarrassing...

  "Alright, hold on tight, let's go..." Ling Han obediently picked her up.

  Leng Xi bit her lip, grasped his clothes, and buried her head in his robust chest like a little woman.

  "Legs wrapped around my waist, don't fall off!" He hugged her buttocks and thrust upwards a little, and Xiao Linghan was rolling inside her body.

  Leng Xi suddenly grabbed his shoulder and wrapped his legs around him even tighter.

  He held her step by step up the stairs, and with each step on the staircase, he went deeper into her. The trembling of being possessed made Leng Xi's whole body hot and flushed, like a lotus flower emerging from the water, even more charming and captivating.

  His body had been empty for several days, and he missed her so much, the taste of her tender and delicate skin was like that of a watermelon tofu. Ling Han's deliberate step-by-step invasion made her tightness wrap around him tightly, sucking his temperature, this feeling was really great, he couldn't wait to walk into the room, put her down, and then fiercely strike...

  That urgent force, as if he wanted to crush her into his body, filling the emptiness of these past few days... He admitted that he missed her, without her by his side, his heart always felt empty.

  ……

  Baitun Hotel

  The all-white design is elegant and refined, with the light shining brightly in a noble color that is both dignified and pleasing to the eye.

  A delicate table setting, with two candles lit, their soft glow spilling onto the milky white embroidered lace tablecloth, shimmering with a dreamy and elegant light.

  Next to him, someone was playing a elegant violin melody, blending beautiful music into this dreamy atmosphere.

  But at the table, there was a person drinking with abandon, his carefree appearance completely out of place in this elegant atmosphere, clearly not matching and not fitting in.

  "You lit the candles to confess to Leng Xi, not for drinking." Ji Xin Meng snatched the wine cup from Bai Yi Cheng's hand, her expression cold and calm.

  He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ji Xinmo, then picked up the wine bottle beside him and took a swig.

  Confess? How ridiculous! He should learn from Ling Han, directly take the initiative to pursue Xi Er and make her his! That's the only way to get her! Confession is useless!

  Bai Yicheng thought decadently, sometimes when he thought of Xi'er to the point where he couldn't control himself, he really wanted to rush up and directly tear off her clothes, fiercely possessing her, making her his own...

  Loving someone is really painful, the kind of helplessness that comes from yearning but not obtaining is torturing him to the point of madness.

  "Don't drink anymore, you still have to go to work tomorrow..." Ji Xinmei didn't refuse the hard-won cup after cup that was snatched over to her, she wasn't angry, nor excited, her words were always consistently cold and calm.

  "Go away! Mind your own business!" Bai Yicheng was furious, and he flung open Ji Xinmie, just about to get up to find some wine. But at this moment, a hurried voice came from the music.

  "Old White, I've finally found you, something's gone wrong..."