"Humph! Yin Jiachen, you have figured it out, I didn't follow you voluntarily, so many women outside like you, why do you have to hold on to me? Ji Zexi is right, you are ...... Hmm. The latter words were all spit into Yin Jiachen's mouth.

Ling Qingyu felt the lips on her lips soften as she spoke, it turned out that Yin Jiachen didn't know when he actually kissed her directly, so that she could only let out a whimper.

Yin Jiachen's technique is particularly good, there is a flow between their lips and teeth, Ling Qingyu feels that all her skills have been drained, but she still maintains some sanity and keeps beating his chest with her hand.

Yin Jiachen finally kissed enough, and finally was willing to let her go, I don't know when the assistant had already lowered the partition in the car and blocked the room.

Ling Qingyu felt that she could finally breathe fresh air in her mouth, and she was almost about to suffocate, her whole body was weak and she couldn't lift her strength, so she could only lean on Yin Jiachen's chest.

This feeling made Ling Qingyu particularly disliked, she twisted her eyebrows and opened her small mouth slightly, looking cute and breathing in the fresh air.

At the same time, Ling Qingyu also tried hard to raise his head, but to no avail, and was even pressed by Yin Jiachen domineeringly with his hand, and leaned his little head on the chest again.

Yin Jiachen looked at Ling Qingyu like this, and the big man in his heart felt satisfied, this woman sometimes did something like a naughty kitten to scratch his heart and tickle it.

Ling Qingyu gave up resisting and leaned quietly against him, Yin Jiachen was a little unaccustomed to it, until the car stopped in the villa, she still maintained that posture and remained motionless like a dead fish.

In fact, she gave up resisting there, but changed to another way to resist stubbornly! Yin Jiachen naturally understood the little woman's thoughts, and after the car stopped, he directly hugged Ling Qingyu and took her out of the car.

Ling Qingyu didn't resist until Yin Jiachen threw her on the soft big bed, "Ling Qingyu, are you pretending to be dead like this?" ”

The corners of Ling Qingyu's mouth pulled a sneer, and then with tears in his eyes, he slowly twisted the little face with pear blossoms and rain.

"River, if you want to do it, hurry up!" The disdain and disdain in his eyes suddenly made Yin Jiachen angry. Yin Jiachen looked at the woman under him, and immediately wanted to strangle her to death.

“shit！” He couldn't help cursing, and then punched the bed, Ling Qingyu only felt a gust of wind flash in his ears, blowing his hair.

She trembled slightly with some fear, and her slender eyelashes were raised, looking at Yin Jiachen's angry face, the green meridian on her forehead exploded, dead woman!

In the end, Yin Jiachen's body moved away from her body, and it was not until the powerful sense of oppression disappeared that Ling Qingyu felt the stiffness of her own body relax and her whole body softened.

Yin Jiachen put on the clothes on his body, acting gentlemanly, and then Ling Qingyu also got up from the bed and tidied up the clothes on his body.

"Take it off!" Suddenly, Yin Jiachen opened his mouth with a wicked taste, looking at Ling Qingyu's appearance, his eyes were cold.

Ling Qingyu's hand arranging the clothes on his body suddenly stopped, and he raised his eyes to look at the majestic body of the man beside the bed.

"......" retorted incomprehensibly, he could only complain with his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were furrowed, Yin Jiachen showed a disdainful look, and even with some hatred, he suddenly leaned down, and his arms were supported on her sides.

Ling Qingyu's breathing stagnated, looking at him vigilantly and nervously, the evil taste on the corner of Yin Jiachen's mouth became even stronger, and he deliberately looked Ling Qingyu's body up and down with his eyes, "Do you think you are really so attractive to me?" Actually, your taste is no different from those women outside, sometimes you just moan under me like a dead fish, and it's not interesting at all! ”

The more I listened to Ling Qingyu's heart, it was like being pricked by a needle, "Yin Jiachen, don't bully people too much!" Choked up and complained, his words uncontrollably staccato.

"Bullying you? It is! What's wrong? Watching you cry makes me feel a desire to conquer, hehe. Ling Qingyu had never seen Yin Jiachen like this before, and as he spoke, he used his fingers to outline the curve of her face, looking at a plaything with his eyes.

"Demons! You really can't compare with Ji Zexi, Zexi is more than twice as strong as you! Ling Qingyu gritted his teeth well, but his tone was empty and his confidence was insufficient.

"Demon, well, I haven't shown you what a real demon is! Your Ji Zexi is good, then I want to see how he can save you from my hands! The two of them were angry, and then Yin Jiachen directly withdrew the hand that was originally on Ling Qingyu's little face and shook her off.

The movements were neat and crisp, and he directly pulled it over, tearing the clothes on Ling Qingyu's body, and the strength of a man was immeasurable, especially a man who was angry.

Ling Qingyu felt a coolness on her chest, and when she looked at it again, her body was already naked, and her fair and delicate skin exuded an alluring color in the dark night.

"Ahh You let go of me! Ling Qingyu subconsciously wrapped his hands around the spring light on his chest, but Yin Jiachen's was imprisoned, looking at the scene under him, his eyes were a little thicker than the night.

Ling Qingyu's tears blurred her eyes, she didn't want to be like this, she didn't want to be just Ling Qingyu's venting tool like the woman outside, so undignified to be happy under him.

Yin Jiachen's sexy thin lips attacked, Ling Qingyu fell, and it was indescribable again.

……

Everything seems to have returned to square one again, and their relationship has eased a little, but since that night, Yin Jiachen has not returned to the villa much, and sometimes he is only woken up by a kiss when Ling Qingyu is sleeping in a daze.

That's the only time when Yin Jiachen will come back, right? The next day he was nowhere to be seen.

Ling Qingyu was watering the flowers, thinking about these things, the more the water was watered, and she almost didn't drown the flowers, until some of the water in the flower pot spilled on her arm, Ling Qingyu came back to her senses.

"Huh? Yes! Then she hurriedly took the towel on one side and sorted it out, put some water in the pot, and after a while of scrambling, she saved the poor but delicate flower at noon.

It was at this time that the sound of footsteps came, and when I turned to look over, it turned out to be the butler, and when the originally somewhat complicated but bright eyes saw the real person, they still dimmed.

Ling Qingyu's heart was vaguely expecting that the person who would come was Yin Jiachen, "Is there something wrong?" Ling Qingyu calmly asked the housekeeper after sorting out her emotions.

"Young lady, Miss Ling Ziyu called home, and she was looking for you in a hurry, and she said that she didn't see you answer when she called your mobile phone." The butler was still that respectful, much better than his previous attitude towards Ling Qingyu.

"Uh-huh, I see." After finishing speaking, Ling Qingyu moved the flower pot in his hand back to the original balcony position, and then walked towards the hall with a faint smile on his face.

The housekeeper looked at Ling Qingyu's background and sighed silently, now he, a person who has lived for so many years, can't understand the relationship between Ling Qingyu and Yin Jiachen, and can't see through what Ling Qingyu is like.

Ling Qingyu walked out, and sure enough, she saw the microphone hanging there, waiting for her arrival, and she answered it casually.

"Hey." There was no emotion, and the other end of the phone was already wide and impatient, although he didn't say it, but when he heard Ling Qingyu's voice on the other end of the phone, he rolled his eyes directly at the ceiling.

"Sister, you're finally here, why are you slower than the old woman? Hehe. Ling Qing laughed with silver bells, and his words were prickly.

"Let's just say something!" Ling Qingyu didn't have to think about it to know that it was not a good thing. "It's okay! I just miss you, sister, when are you free, we'll see you! Ling Ziyu leaned against the wall, clasped her nails with her hands while saying disdainfully, lifted the nail art she had just made, and looked left and right to see that she couldn't put down her own nail art.

"Not available." Ling Qingyu refused directly, and didn't bother to confide in her a word of nonsense, but Ling Ziyu seemed to have already known what she would say, so her expression was unhurried, and she continued: "I knew you would be like this, forget it if you don't see it, but you just come back and cry for your father!" ”

Listening to the words, Ling Qingyu instantly exploded, his voice was cold, and he threatened with the charm of the yin side: "What are you talking about?!" ”

Ling Ziyu paused, she was indeed frightened by her for such a moment, but she quickly tried to calm down her fear, "I didn't say anything, you can go and ask your good husband what he does, the only business that the Ling family relies on to survive in his hands is about to be snatched away by him!" ”

Yin Jiachen's voice couldn't hear joy and anger, as if it was just a casual greeting, Ling Qingyu was even more stubborn when he heard this, he didn't say a word, gritted his teeth, and raised his eyes to look at the ceiling. "You really think I can't cure you, do you? Yes! With these words, she heard the sound of Yin Jiachen undressing and squirming.

Ling Qingyu finally didn't calm down, but Yin Jiachen had already pressed her whole body, and her chest was bare, revealing her strong and charming chest muscles.

Yin Jiachen knew that it was impossible for Ling Qingyu not to be moved, and he could clearly feel that the people under him were already trembling.

Ling Qingyu still pretended that nothing had happened, his eyes stared at Yin Jiachen stubbornly, and gradually filled with tears. Yin Jiachen, who was still angry, looked at the tears in her eyes, and his heart softened for no reason.

He put his arm beside Ling Qingyu, propped himself up and looked at the woman under him, frowning, feeling a little helpless, the two looked at each other for a moment, Ling Qingyu turned his face away with complaints and grievances.

Yin Jiachen felt 10,000 grass and mud horses passing by, and just as he wanted to get up and leave, Ling Qingyu touched the reverse scale again.

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