Hearing Lu Jinyang’s summary, Xiao Qing was quite astonished. She had heard that Leng Yixing was the son of Deputy Mayor Leng, which ant...
"Ah, didn’t my brother say that Mayor Leng was arrested?"
"Mhm."
"So Leng Yixing he..."
"Was the one who provided evidence to the police."
Xiao Qing was truly surprised at this mont.
She didn’t expect Leng Yixing to be so formidable, to the extent of sacrificing his own father!
But upon reflection, sothing didn’t feel right. Leng Yixing didn’t seem like a heartless person. Because of his mother, he could’ve just turned a blind eye as he had done before. Could there be so hidden story behind this?
Seeing her deep in thought, Lu Jinyang did not disturb her.
A large hand skillfully slipped under her skirt, slowly moving upwards, kneading her slender waist. Seeing no reaction from her, he moved his hands a bit higher...
Suddenly, his hand was stopped. Looking down, he saw the woman with a flushed face, glaring at him angrily: "Lu Jinyang, have you no sha?"
"I’ve lost it."
Xiao Qing paused, this remark sounded familiar.
Lost in her thoughts for a mont, Xiao Qing found that the man’s hand had freed itself from her grasp and was now wandering over sensitive areas of her body, causing tremors wherever it touched.
"You... let go!"
"I won’t," ca the man’s voice, low and husky.
In a brief mont, he was on top of her, head lowered, nibbling at the corner of her lips, her neck, occasionally biting her earlobe...
Against Lu Jinyang’s onslaught, Xiao Qing was powerless, leaving him to take liberties with her.
"Do you like the flowers I prepared tonight?"
His restless hand was kneading a particular spot, Xiao Qing bit her lip and moaned softly, "Like... I like it..."
"How much do you like it, hmm?"
"I like it a lot, ah~ stop that, your hand..."
"Oh, it likes you too. I can’t control it."
Xiao Qing’s cheeks flushed with sha, this man truly had no sha.
Impeccable by day, sparing with words, yet he beca a beast in bed at night, seemingly unable to speak a sentence without teasing her.
A coolness spread beneath her, and Xiao Qing let out a startled cry, hurriedly pushing down her skirt’s hem, scolding, "Lu Jinyang, you can’t do this, I’ve just had surgery and can’t do such things so soon!"
The man above her suddenly paused, his gaze fixed on her, "Do what kind of things?"
"The kind you’re doing right now!" Xiao Qing was exasperated. They were both adults, and at this point, he was still playing dumb with her!
"Oh? I just wanted to check the wound on your abdon."
Xiao Qing: "!!!"
Checking a wound by lifting up soone’s skirt? What about that disobedient hand from earlier? How would he explain that?
Before she could rebuke his words, the man spoke again, "However, since you’ve ntioned it, it seems a bit inappropriate for not to continue, doesn’t it?"
So he continued to "let" his hand roam freely, unhindered by Xiao Qing’s efforts to stop him.
Xiao Qing wanted to cry, "My wound hasn’t healed yet, you can’t treat like this!"
The man leaned over, silencing her protesting mouth, slurring, "I’ve asked, after seven days it will be okay..."
All protests faded away in this room filled with roses, her voice becoming softer yet sporadic – voicing her discontent...
Outside the door, a man dressed in black pressed his ear against the door, listening with a special tool to various sounds from the room that made his face turn red. He calmly turned and left.
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