017 Romance

Cheng Ye's hands were quite heavy, and Lin Yang's back slammed against the wall.

Lin Yang's eyes were blank in pain, physiological tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and a few strands of hair were scattered on his face, which looked particularly pitiful, and people couldn't help but want to bully more and more.

Cheng Ye's eyes are gloomy, the skin under the palm of his hand is soft, the touch is excellent, and the carotid artery rhythm is rapid, as long as he uses a little force, this rhythm can be stopped.

Lin Yang slowed down for a moment, and waited for the pain in his back to slowly dissipate before he came to his senses.

She raised her hand and grabbed Cheng Ye's arm, but she didn't use any force, just gently put it on it, rubbing it like a docile cat.

Lin Yang looked at Cheng Ye's dark eyes, although she was choked by the neck and her breathing was a little difficult, she still smiled, "Cheng Ye, I don't want to die, I just ...... I want you. ”

She smiled proudly, with a certain firmness in her calm tone, a pair of eyes, bright and seductive.

"Cheng Ye, I want you. ”

Cheng Ye looked at Lin Yang fixedly, his face was unpredictable, but the hand holding Lin Yang's neck was a little looser, and his thumb and fingertips rubbed her neck skin comfortably.

He snorted in his chest, the corners of his mouth hooked evilly, and his voice was low and bewitching: "Why do you want it?"

Lin Yang bent her eyes and smiled brightly, she raised her lotus arm to wrap her arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss him.

Cheng Ye didn't move, lowered his eyes, and quietly looked at Lin Yang's face close at hand.

After a while, Cheng Ye raised his hand and removed the room at the door, and the room suddenly darkened, Lin Yang laughed, jumped on the man, and his strong arms dragged her steadily.

The fighting spread from the doorway to the bed, and it took two or three hours before it subsided.

There was still no light on in the room, Cheng Ye was taking a bath in the bathroom, and the sound of rushing water made the room more and more quiet.

Lin Yang lay on the bed with a sore body, his black hair scattered on his bare back, like a lazy cat, staring out the window blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The sound of the water stopped, Cheng Ye came out wrapped in a bath towel, he went to the door to plug in the magnetic card, and the light in the room turned on.

Lin Yang sat up from the bed with the quilt, watched Cheng Ye pick up the clothes and put them on one by one, then picked up the watch placed on the bedside, lowered his eyes, and put it on elegantly.

"Where's the thing?" Cheng Ye didn't even look at her, and his voice was very cold.

Lin Yang stroked his hair and smiled, "When I was in bed just now, why didn't I remember to ask me? Cross the river and tear down the bridge, pull X ruthlessly!"

Cheng Ye glanced at her, "Is it necessary to have a relationship with you?"

Lin Yang got up from the bed, she stood in front of Cheng Ye, looking at him with burning eyes, "Why is it not?" Cheng Ye, I want you, do you think I just want your body?"

She put her finger against Cheng Ye's heart, and said with a playful smile: "I still want this position, I want to drive Xu Qinghe out, so that you can only think of loving me alone in your heart." ”

Cheng Ye grabbed her finger and snorted: "Lin Yang, self-confidence is a good thing, overconfidence, that is stupid." ”

After speaking, Cheng Ye shook off her hand and said sharply: "Take out the things, don't let me say it a third time." ”

"What's fierce?" Lin Yang gnawed Cheng Ye's chin, "It's for you." ”

Lin Yang picked up the bathrobe on the ground and put it on, walked outside, and took out the retro earrings from her handbag, she stared at it for two seconds, and then handed it to Cheng Ye.

She lifted her lips and sighed: "Cheng Ye, I'm different from you, I've always been true to my word." ”

Just this afternoon, Cheng Ye received a private courier, which was a sketch of Xu Qinghe, with demeanor and charm, all depicted just right, the only special point was that Xu Qinghe in the portrait only wore an earring.

The earrings happened to be the pair that Xu Qinghe lost.

In the courier, there is also a note, the hotel address and room number.

Cheng Ye put away the earrings, lifted his eyelids to look at her, and looked cold: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't play this kind of trick." I'm not an inquirer, you know?"