er since he sent her ambiguous photos and videos of Tong Yimò.What exactly happened here"Is there anything else to say If not, get out of here!" Leng Zhujing let go of Ji Siyan's hand and snarled irri...Lu Yi looked at Du He Chen and felt sympathy for him. He couldn't bear to see him so cold, so he left without saying a word. When he returned, he had an extra large bandage in his hand.

"General Leng, you should have your wound on your back treated!"

Luo Yi gently placed the創可貼 on the table beside Leng Ye Chen's hand.

Late into the night, Leng Ye’s hand holding the pen paused. His gaze fell on the two rows of tooth marks on his back of his hand, and a scene from this morning flashed in his mind, causing the corner of his mouth to involuntarily curl upwards.

This is all his fault.

When the brilliant young boy opened his eyes, he was greeted by a vibrant and captivating painting, its allure irresistible, staring directly into his gaze.

Yi Mo lay quietly on her side beside him, the collar of her white nightgown slightly open, revealing her rounded shoulders and half-exposed breasts. The silk sheets had been kicked aside by one of her legs, and beneath her skirt were long, symmetrical legs leading to a peachy buttocks.

Cells that were originally at rest were instantly awakened by her beauty.

He couldn't suppress the urge within him. He slowly extended his index finger, tracing the path that drew his gaze. From the nape of her spine, he gently sketched along to her tailbone, the line winding down.

So...

He couldn't hold back...

While she was fast asleep, I ambushed her.

As a result, she retorted with a sharp comeback.

If he recalled correctly, Yimo had bitten him more than once.

Moreover, every bite was heavy.

Thoughts arriving here, Leng Ye Chen helplessly touched his forehead, this matter is truly a headache.

Actually, at that time Leng Zhujing said to Yi Mo that the membrane was patched up, he didn't care at all.

Since it's something he filled in, he's already tasted it. It doesn't matter to him either way, and deep down, he knows this as well.

However, he realized that his desire for Yimo seemed to need some restraint.

After Liu entered the room, she pulled open the curtains. The dazzling sunlight instantly streamed through the large window, illuminating the entire floor with a shimmering gold light. Tong Yimo was still rolling around in bed, her face still drowsy.

Well...

My eyes... they hurt.

Don't want to get up...

She raised her slender wrist to shield herself from the sun, but as soon as she moved her arm, every bone in her body protested, aching all over.

When I woke up, my bones felt like they were scattered all over...

"Madam, Master specially instructed me before leaving. He said I must wake you up before lunch. You've already missed breakfast, so you can't miss lunch." Auntie Liu said with a kind and amiable face.

Tong Yimo only then got up from the bed. After her senses gradually returned, memories from last night and this morning surged like waves, flooding back into her mind.

She slapped her forehead, realizing that perhaps...

If a man spoils a woman too much, that woman will sooner or later become "retarded."

Tong Yimo felt that she couldn't let her older brother Leng Yechen spoil himself into a woman who was "retarded".

So, she has to go to work!

Engage in more mental exercises so that you can become smarter and avoid being outsmarted by your older brother again.

After lunch, Tong Yimo went to the design department of Lengshi Group headquarters with her work permit. She even asked Director Sun Lili to arrange a desk for her, making it convenient for her to come here every day to work.

On the other side, like Tong Yimo, there was Su Manxue, a woman who slept until the sun was high in the sky.

Su Manxue, startled awake, suddenly sat up in bed. As she looked up, her gaze met the cold indifference in Leng Zh Jing's eyes.

Leng Zhujing sat on the single sofa by the window, his whole body radiating a terrifying chill. A pair of ruthless black eyes stared straight at Su Manxue, his inscrutable face gave no hint of what he was thinking.

Su Manxue's mind was flooded with images of last night's passion. The man who had forced himself upon her was still here, waiting for her to wake up.

"Come on! Who sent you to seduce me" Leng Zhujing pulled the corner of his mouth, his expression unusually cold, drawing an invisible dividing line between the two.

Su Manxue swallowed nervously, her red lips curled into a playful smile. She casually tossed back the covers, revealing her naked body. With confident strides, she walked towards Leng Zhujing like a model on a catwalk.

"It was my own volition, no one ordered me to." She smiled seductively and sat down on Leng Zhulang's lap.

Leng Zhujing put his arms on the armrest of the single sofa, pushed hard, and stood up from the sofa. At the same time, he ruthlessly pushed Su Manxue to the ground.

Su Manxue twisted her waist and got up from the ground by herself, sending her body towards Leng Zhujing again.

She raised her hands, stubbornly hooking them around his neck as she rubbed against his chest and kissed his slightly throbbing Adam's apple.

“I’m your MoMo, don’t you want me anymore” Su Manxue had learned Tong Yimo's voice surprisingly well.

For a fleeting moment, he almost truly believed the woman before him was Tong Yimo.

The next second, Leng Zhujing grabbed Su Manxue's arm. His eyes suddenly became as bloodthirsty as rage. He directly threw her onto the bed and pressed down on this shameless woman again.

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>ask you for help" 。"Leng Yanchen got straight to the point." 。Qin Nianxia muttered, "No help!""It's about Yan Luo Wei." 。"Leng Yanchen spoke in a calm and composed manner." 。Perhaps having heard abou...