private marriage

"Yes, you can't touch me."

"why?"

Ling Nuanqing slipped under his arm, and because of her haste, she lost her slippers.

Ling Shaocheng chased her into the room, Ling Nuanqing turned around and wanted to close the door before it was too late, "Because you are a married man."

He stretched out his arms to encircle Ling Nuanqing, and dragged her a few steps forward. Ling Shaocheng threw her on the bed, and when she was about to stand up, he held her down, "Except for that piece of torn paper... , what else makes you think I'm a married man? I haven't slept with Ni Lei, and I haven't even been with her for a night, what do you want me to do?"

"I don't want to argue with you."

Ling Nuanqing panted and pushed towards him, "Do you want to make a noise that everyone downstairs can hear?"

Ling Shaocheng held her hands, sank down, buried his face in Ling Nuanqing's neck, and seemed to be sarcastically, "How many people don't know about our crap?"

"go away!"

Ling Shaocheng was annoyed by her pushing, and today he couldn't help wanting her, so he became rude.

"Help--"

She actually yelled for help under him, Ling Nuanqing frantically resisted, her wrist was reddened by his pinching, she managed to free one hand, she slapped him at him without looking.

Although Ling Shaocheng grabbed it in time, his face was still scratched. He simply tore off his tie, ignoring Ling Nuanqing's screams and yelled to wrap around her wrist, and wrapped it harder and harder every time. .

"I told you, don't touch me!"

Ling Shaocheng lifted her up, Ling Nuanqing sat on the bed, and pushed her fiercely towards him. "The two of us don't have sex, I can still lie to myself that I have nothing to do with you, you know? Your touch is like a red-hot iron, do you have to brand those words on me? "

"Which words?"

"You don't care, but I can't say it."

Ling Shaocheng forcibly hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and wanted to kiss again, Ling Nuanqing closed his eyes and bumped forward, first hitting the man's chin, then hitting his chest.

She almost used all her strength, if there was a wall in front of her, the force of her impact would definitely cause trouble.

Ling Shaocheng held her shoulders and pushed her back into the big bed. Ling Nuanqing looked directly at him, "Do you have to embarrass me like this?"

"What can you do if I touch you?"

Ling Nuanqing's eyes hurt from the light above her head, her eyes could only be half-opened, but Ling Shaocheng's eyes were full of despair.

"Can you not do this? I really don't like this, give me some time..."

She said that she wanted to cry at the end, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

Seeing this, Ling Shaocheng's heart instantly softened. He reached out to push the hair off her cheek, but she turned her face away.

After sitting for a while, the man got up and put the quilt over Ling Nuanqing's shoulders. He seemed to have forgotten that she was still tied up by him, and left her room just like that.

When Ling Nuanqing heard the sound of closing the door, she stretched her hand out of the quilt. She bit off the tied tie with her mouth. The blood on her wrist was blocked, and two red marks were shocking.

A week later.

When Ling Nuanqing went downstairs, Ling Shaocheng was sitting at the dining table, she went over and pulled the chair away.

The servant came in from the outside, "Mr. Ling."

Ling Shaocheng didn't lift his head. "What's up?"

The servant didn't know how to speak, and after glancing at Ling Nuanqing, he hesitated to speak.

"Auntie, if you have anything to say, just say it. Could it be that Grandma Ling came to the door?"

Ling Shaocheng frowned in displeasure, he didn't think Ni Lei would have such courage.

The servant swallowed hard. "It's not that she's here, but she sent someone over."

Ling Nuanqing clenched her chopsticks and looked towards the door, "Let that man in."

The middle-aged woman standing outside heard this, raised her legs and walked in. Ling Shaocheng was bringing the milk cup to his mouth, but he glanced over from the corner of his eye, but suddenly clenched the rim of the cup with his fingers.

Yuan Ying stepped forward, holding a food box in his hand, Ling Shaocheng's gaze fell on Ling Nuanqing's face again.

"Mr. Ling," Yuan Ying lightly opened the lid of the food box, "Mrs. Ling asked me to bring it here."

"Who are you?" Ling Nuanqing asked softly.

The woman nodded politely at her, "I am a servant of the Ni family. Mrs. Ling said that my pastries are not bad, so let me send a copy."

Ling Nuanqing's face changed suddenly, seeing that Yuan Ying was about to take out the things. "No, take it back, or I'll throw it in the trash."

Yuan Ying was in a dilemma, she didn't know the relationship between the two, she only knew to do what Ni Lei told her. "Mrs. Ling said that if I can't do this, I shouldn't do it at her house. If you really don't like it, you can throw it away later. It's just... can you throw it away later?"

Ling Shaocheng put the cup back on the table, put his right hand on his lap, and slowly clenched his fingers.

Ling Nuanqing was still young at that time, so she really didn't have any impression of it.

The man lowered his gaze lightly, seeing Yuan Ying staring at Ling Nuanqing, he couldn't help but feel hairy, "Go back, hurry up."

"Then this..."

"Put it here."

Yuan Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and put the food box on the table, Ling Shaocheng urged, "Let's go."

"it is good."

Just as Yuan Ying took a few steps, she heard the sound of something falling behind her. She subconsciously turned her head and saw the food box hit the ground, and the things inside were scattered out in a mess.

Ling Shaocheng didn't say a word, Ling Nuanqing clenched the chopsticks in his hand, the man stood up and kicked the food box away.

He walked up to Ling Nuanqing, bent down and touched her face, "Eat well."

Ling Shaocheng left quickly, Yuan Ying heard footsteps behind him, and gave way at the door.

The man reached out to close the door, his gaze fell on her with a warning, "Don't step here again."

"Mrs. Ling also kindly..."

Ling Shaocheng sneered, "Then do you know what the people inside have to do with me?"

Yuan Ying shook her head lightly. "I'm just a servant, and I have no right to ask about other matters."

He got upset and let her go.

Ling Shaocheng asked himself that he was not afraid of anything, but the only thing he was afraid of was losing Ling Nuanqing.His desire to possess her will only become stronger and stronger, which also determines that his methods of doing things will become more and more extreme.

There was movement behind her, and Ling Nuanqing seemed to be puzzled, and was thrown out of the food box as soon as she opened the door.

She didn't expect that Ling Shaocheng was still standing there, the food box fell on his back, the man stretched out his hand to touch his back, and turned to look at her.

Ling Nuanqing stared at him blankly, Ling Shaocheng met her gaze, "Calm down?"

Just now that person talked to Mrs. Ling, Ling Nuanqing felt aggrieved, she went outside and pushed Ling Shaocheng to let him leave quickly.

The assistant came from outside with an anxious face, and just passed by the servants of the Ni family.

"Mr. Ling, isn't that..."

He suddenly realized that Ling Nuanqing was here, and quickly stopped talking.