Chapter 11: You're playing with fire
As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiang's eyes widened in shock!
What does he say, to please him?
The man straightened his body without changing his face, loosened his tie with his slender and white fingers, and sneered, "What, don't you want to?" β
"Of course not!" Ling Xiang saw that she hurriedly waved her hand, and she almost didn't express her determination, "Or ...... You go out first? Am I ready to prepare? β
The man's dark eyes suddenly lit up, his thin lips were slightly hooked, his mood was obviously much better, and he walked out of the room very consciously, and closed the door intimately.
"I'm looking forward to it."
The man's figure was isolated from the door, and Ling Xiang saw that the whole person suddenly fell to the ground.
The meaning of Cheng Tianyu's words, she didn't understand. But let her take the initiative to please him? Don't be too delusional! Ling Xiangjian narrowed her eyes, gritted her teeth, inserted her fingers between a head of hair, and grabbed a handful in annoyance.
I don't know how long it took, but the tangled woman on the ground suddenly had her eyes glowing and jumped up directly.
He only said to please him, but he didn't say how. Wouldn't it be the other way to do it? Ling Xiang nodded her chin and couldn't help laughing.
Want her to dedicate herself? Dream on!
There are thousands of ways to curry favor, and he Cheng Tianyu didn't understand it, who said that he couldn't pretend to be confused with understanding?
Thinking of this, Ling Xiangjian stood up and slightly hooked her lips in the direction that Cheng Tianyu left, with a sly light in her eyes.
At night, there was a sound of "ping pong" in the kitchen, and Cheng Tianyu leaned against the door of the bedroom with a playful smile in his eyes.
It's funny, I think I'm so foolish!
That's right, the method that Ling Xiangjian thought of was to cook him a meal.
"Hiss......"
Ling Xiangjian suddenly threw down the knife in her hand, covered her fingers, and drips of blood oozed from her fingers, Ling Xiang panicked for a while, hurriedly cleaned the wounds on her hands with water, and went out to take a look at Cheng Tianyu's tight door upstairs, so she dared to take a band-aid.
Back in the kitchen, Ling Xiang saw that he looked at the half-cut chicken on the board with some helplessness, and it was stained with a trace of donated blood.
Ling Xiang sighed deeply when she saw it, cleaned it up again, endured the pain in her fingers, pretended to cook as if nothing happened, stood at the door of Cheng Tianyu, first took a few deep breaths, and then knocked on the door.
"Huh?"
Cheng Tianyu's extremely magnetic voice came from the room, and Cheng Tianyu naturally knew what Ling Xiangjian was here for, but he would not be satisfied with such an insincere flattery.
The door opened, and the first thing he saw was the flattering smile on Ling Xiangjian's face, Cheng Tianyu rolled his eyes, and naturally sat down at the dining table.
"Come and try it, I cooked it myself."
Ling Xiangjian pushed the chicken soup in front of Cheng Tianyu, Cheng Tianyu glanced down, and played with it casually, with some disdain on his face.
"That's what you're trying to please me?"
The tone was slightly cold, his expression was indifferent, seeing this, Ling Xiangjian stretched out his chopsticks in front of Cheng Tianyu, and the look on his face was a little expectant and excited: "You taste it, I am very attentive, maybe you will be very satisfied."
Cheng Tianyu snorted coldly with pretended disdain, hid the smile in his eyes, leaned sideways on the back of the chair, and had a joke in his eyes, "Hey me." β
"What! You're ......."
Ling Xiang saw that she didn't finish a sentence, and immediately closed her mouth, Cheng Tianyu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at her with a look of some unknown reason, she raised her eyebrows slightly, and her tone was very pleasant: "You think about it."
Ling Xiang saw that she greeted Cheng Tianyu's family again in her heart, and then moved the chair in front of Cheng Tianyu, smiled flatteringly, added a piece of meat, and stretched it out in front of Cheng Tianyu: "Mr. Cheng, please dine."
Cheng Tianyu snorted coldly, and did not make any movement, Ling Xiangjian's hand was a little sleepy, and her face when she raised her head again was already a little dissatisfied, she muttered: "Mr. Cheng, do you eat or not?"
The corners of Cheng Tianyu's mouth were slightly upturned, with a wicked smile on his face: "Use your mouth, feed me."
As soon as these words came out, Ling Xiangjian immediately exploded, and directly threw the meat on the chopsticks back into the bowl, with a bit of gritted teeth on his face: "Cheng Tianyu, don't go too far!"
"Oh? What, don't want to go out? β
Cheng Tianyu looked at Ling Xiangjian who was fried in front of him, he was very happy, and he couldn't help but have some smiles on his face, Ling Xiangjian heard Cheng Tianyu's words, he was deflated for a moment, rubbed his sour wrist, and with a look of death on his face, he bit the side of a piece of meat and stretched it out in front of Cheng Tianyu.
Cheng Tianyu laughed, looked at Ling Xiangjian's closed eyes, chuckled, and leaned over.
"Phew, the chickens haven't been cleaned."
As soon as the meat entered his mouth, there was a smell of blood, which made Cheng Tianyu, who had never been able to stand this taste, suddenly feel dissatisfied, Ling Xiang saw this, tasted it, and his heart suddenly cooled, it turned out that his own blood had not been washed.
Ling Xiang looked up timidly and glanced at Cheng Tianyu, the corners of her mouth were flattering, and before she could speak, Cheng Tianyu had already drunk several mouthfuls of water and rinsed her mouth.
"That's how you curry favor with me?"
Looking at Ling Xiang's expression of wanting to cry without tears, Cheng Tianyu wanted to laugh a little, but he still maintained a thin angry look on his face.
"I said it was an accident, do you believe it......"
Ling Xiangjian pushed the bowl aside, and was about to explain, Cheng Tianyu stood up directly and walked to the bedroom, holding back the smile in his heart, and left a cold sentence: "If you continue to behave like this, don't think about leaving the villa again in this life."
The sound of "bang" closing the door hit Ling Xiangjian's ears, and she sat on the sofa with some loss, sure enough, Cheng Tianyu was not so easy to fool, she was too naΓ―ve.
Standing in front of the mirror, Ling Xiangjian looked at the indignation on his face, but he was helpless, looking at the pajamas at hand, Ling Xiangjian seemed to hear his heart crying.
"No matter! Dead is dead! β
Standing timidly at the door of the bedroom, Ling Xiang saw that there were mixed tastes in her heart, but she didn't dare to delay.
Cheng Tianyu opened the door for her, and his cold eyes swept over the reluctance on his face, and he couldn't help but be irritable.
"If you regard death as if you were home, do you really think you are a chaste martyr?"
He leaned back on the couch casually, didn't lift his head, and ignored her.
"No... No...... I'm so happy! β
Hearing the dissatisfaction in Cheng Tianyu's words, Ling Xiangjian immediately admitted that the so-called eldest husband can bend and stretch, and what he is talking about is the current Ling Xiangjian.
Ling Xiang saw a wail in her heart, but reacted immediately, her eyes flowed, and the autumn waves continued, "Okay, Mr. Cheng, I guarantee that you are satisfied." β
After speaking, she pulled her clothes slightly, bit her red lips lightly, and instantly felt a lot of affection, Cheng Tianyu subconsciously swallowed her saliva, but suddenly turned her head, and her expression did not change at all.
Ling Xiang frowned when she saw it, and looked down at herself, what? Isn't it glamorous enough? Thinking of this, Ling Xiang gritted his teeth and sat directly on Cheng Tianyu's lap, forcibly wrenched his face, and forced him to look at him.
"You're playing with fire."