private marriage

She glared at him angrily, Ling Shaocheng wanted her to react like this, she was as numb as a stone, how boring?

"I drank it, are you satisfied? Can you hold your hands high?"

"It's not enough." Ling Shaocheng took another sip of his mouth as he spoke.

He completely treats Ling Nuanqing as a toy, just like a beast that catches its prey but is not in a hurry to eat it, and insists on playing with her to death.

Ling Shaocheng stuffed his fingers into Ling Nuanqing's mouth, pried her teeth open, and fed her a mouthful of soup without any effort.

He thought she was about to turn into anger again, but he didn't expect that Ling Nuanqing cooperated extremely this time, she even took the initiative to grab Ling Shaocheng's neck, wrapping her lips, teeth and tongue around him.

A fire somewhere in Ling Shaocheng was lit, and he saw Ling Nuanqing closed his eyes, seeming to be enjoying himself, and even these movements had a sense of sophistication...

Ling Shaocheng grabbed her by the neck and pushed her away. Ling Nuanqing's lips were reddish with ambiguous swelling. She licked the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, showing a little seductiveness. "What's the matter?"

"shameless!"

"Mr. Ling doesn't like it?"

Ling Shaocheng picked up the tea cup next to him, rinsed his mouth, and spit the water back into the cup.Ling Nuanqing clicked his tongue twice, is that an exaggeration?
"I thought Mr. Ling was trying to seduce me, but it seems that I misunderstood." Ling Nuanqing knew what he was going to say, so she just finished speaking and said, "I'm being mean again."

"As long as you know."

Ling Nuanqing picked up the towel on the table and wanted to wipe his mouth for him, but Ling Shaocheng knocked her hand off, "Take your dirty hands away."

good good.

Ling Nuanqing wiped herself, "Does Mr. Ling still eat? How about I feed you?"

"You're used to feeding other men, aren't you?"

"alright."

Ling Shaocheng was so angry that he didn't say a word, his heart throbbed and blood holes were stabbed out one after another.

Suddenly there was a voice coming from outside the door, the assistant tried his best not to let that person in, and the voice was deliberately lowered. "Mr. Ling is inconvenient now, you'd better go."

"I'm just toasting..."

The voice seemed to be heard by Ling Nuanqing before. The assistant had an indifferent expression and blocked it with an arm, "Mr. Ling doesn't drink."

"Oh, why are you so rigid!" The man pushed the assistant away and walked into the box.

As soon as Ling Nuanqing raised his eyes, he quickly lowered his head. When Ling Shaocheng saw that person, he had a strange expression on his face. He blamed this humiliation and embarrassment on Ling Nuanqing.

Mr. Zhu came to Ling Shaocheng with a glass of wine, "Mr. Ling, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ling Nuanqing who was sitting next to her. This face was really pretty, and he couldn't find any other adjectives. Look at this delicate skin, what does it feel like?
"Mr. Ling, who is this?"

Ling Shaocheng's scars were exposed by him, and he was the one who sold Ling Nuanqing to this man with his own hands.

Mr. Zhu had a big belly, which was almost on the edge of the table next to Ling Shaocheng. When he was talking, he chattered, and a scene suddenly appeared in Ling Shaocheng's mind...

Such a pig was lying with Ling Nuanqing, pressing her down...

Ling Shaocheng was almost disgusted by his own imagination, but this Mr. Zhu didn't know how to read people's faces, "I see this young lady's figure looks a little familiar."

"You are the miss." Ling Shaocheng's tone was cold, the assistant chased in and gave Mr. Zhu a hand. "Let's go."

After Ling Nuanqing took off the mask, she was wearing the famous brand Ling Shaocheng bought for her again. Mr. Zhu would never associate her with the wine girl.

"Mr. Ling, this beautiful woman is right. If you want to say that you have a good vision, the one you pick out is the best."

Ming Yue grabbed his shoulder, trying to force him out.

Ling Shaocheng reached out to the wine glass with one hand, Ling Nuanqing noticed that the man's knuckle fingers were clenched tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand showed a ferocious feeling.

"Mingyue, I'm in a bad mood today."

"Mr. Ling, it's my fault."

"No matter what you want to see tonight, you can choose someone."

If you don't want to suffer yourself, then take someone to do it.

Ling Shaocheng pushed away the chair and got up, "Let's go."

Ling Nuanqing didn't want to be recognized by that Mr. Zhu, she followed Ling Shaocheng with her head down, stepped out of the box, and quickly closed the door.

It seems that Mingyue is going to beat someone up tonight.

On the way back, Ling Shaocheng's face was as if it had been frozen in the refrigerator. Ling Nuanqing lay on the window and patted the back of the driver's seat abruptly. "parking."

How dare the driver, Ling Shaocheng said impatiently, "What are you doing?"

"I want to drink milk tea."

Ling Shaocheng looked at her in disbelief, "Do you still have the face to drink milk tea?"

What about the face? !
"Why? Is it wrong to drink milk tea?"

"Heh, you were almost recognized just now, how do you feel?"

Ling Nuanqing continued to lie by the window and look out, "I was wearing a mask at that time, don't worry."

The man gave her a hard push. "Do you think that as long as no one sees your face, some things can be treated as if they never happened?"

"Mr. Ling, I don't mind, why are you so angry?"

"Yes, you have face."

Ling Shaocheng wanted to rush back with his knife, but even if he chopped up the old man, it was useless, what he touched was still touched.

It wasn't because of this person that she was dirty, Ling Shaocheng's temples began to throb, and his head felt like it was exploding.

Ling Nuanqing rolled down the car window, and the wind blew in. Ling Shaocheng was much more awake, and looked out at the street.

"parking."

The driver quickly braked and moved the car to the side of the road.

There is a milk tea shop on the street, Ling Shaocheng doesn't want to see Ling Nuanqing. "Go down, and come back when you're done shopping."

Ling Nuanqing pushed open the car door and looked back at him. "Do you want a drink? I invite you."

"Get out now."

She slammed the car door hard.

Ling Shaocheng gently rubbed his temples, and the driver handed him a bottle of water, "Mr. Ling, have you brought any medicine?"

"Crap."

Ling Nuanqing ran to the milk tea shop and was queuing there. Mingyue rushed over after finishing Mr. Zhu's matter.

At night, there are still people distributing leaflets, regardless of whether others need it or not, they will give it to anyone they see.

Ling Shaocheng was sitting in the car, when a few leaflets dropped in unexpectedly and fell beside him.

Mingyue stood outside, before seeing the contents of the flyers clearly, Ling Shaocheng picked up one of them.

There are photos of several women printed on it, with blurred pixels and gorgeous flowers, with a bunch of red slogans underneath: beautiful flight attendants, exquisite white-collar workers, caring big sisters... There is always one that is your dish.

A certain club opened auspiciously, recharge [-] and get a two-hour massage.

Ling Shaocheng squeezed the piece of paper until it made a lot of noise, so he didn't know if he had used the same trick before. Maybe the advertising slogan for Ling Nuanqing was a seductive masked beauty?

Ling Shaocheng crumpled the flyer into a ball and threw it out forcefully. "Smashed!"

Ming Yue wiped off his cold sweat, he has done all these things tonight, and after beating someone, he will go to the scene of smashing someone.