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Chapter 1232

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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Lin Meng laughed. "Do you hate me that much? But I'm very interested in you. What should I do? "

Tang Ching-ya ignored Lin Meng's words. "On Huo Yanqing's wedding day, I need you to help me lure Huo Yanqing away from the venue."

Lin Meng frowned. "He's looking for me everywhere right now. Wouldn't I be looking for trouble if I showed up? Mr. He won't be happy if he finds out. "

"You just said you'd keep your word, and now you're going back on your words?"

"I can't go against Mr. He's wishes."

"I shouldn't have trusted you." Tang Ching-ya stood up from the sofa, but she suddenly felt weak all over and fell back onto the sofa. Her gaze fell on the empty glass of water and she immediately reacted. "What did you make me drink?"

Lin Meng slowly put out his cigarette in the ashtray. "What do you think?"

Tang Ching-ya's expression changed when she felt the familiar heat in her lower abdomen. "Bastard, you actually drugged me again."

Lin Meng laughed. "You're the one who sent yourself to me, so you can't blame me. Actually, you're injured now and you're no match for me. I can still subdue you without drugging you, but that would be too troublesome. Resisting is not as satisfying as you taking the initiative to cater to me, right?"

Tang Ching-ya struggled to get up from the sofa, but the more she struggled, the hotter her body became. "If you dare to touch me, I'll definitely kill you."

"That depends on whether you have the ability or not." Lin Meng laughed loudly and got up to go into the room. After a while, he came out again and put a disc into the DVD player. Then he sat beside Tang Ching-ya and used the remote to play it. "Let's enjoy the last time we were together. Flirt a little and reminisce about it."

Tang Ching-ya heard the familiar moaning and the embarrassing scene. She struggled to snatch the remote from Lin Meng's hand. Lin Meng threw the remote to the sofa and hugged Tang Ching-ya's body as she fell. "You can't hold it anymore? Don't worry, I don't want to rape you today in case you sue me. I said I'd make you beg me to do you. "

"You beast!" Tang Ching-ya wanted to get up from Lin Meng's body, but he had one hand on her waist and the other on her chest. She couldn't move at all.

Lin Meng turned Tang Ching-ya to face the TV screen. "Look at how lewd you were that night. Look at how ecstatically you moaned. You're the only woman who still wants to sleep with me after I've slept with you."

Tang Ching-ya closed her eyes in shame, but the moans between a man and a woman still reached her ears. For her, who was now drugged, it was like adding fuel to the fire.

Lin Meng's big hand roughly kneaded Tang Ching-ya's chest. "Why did you close your eyes? Are you waiting for me to fuck you? "

Tang Ching-ya was so regretful that her intestines turned green. Whether it was Lin Meng or He Jingxing, they were both devils and perverts. How could she make use of them?

They did not play by the rules at all. Their style was despicable and their methods were ruthless.

She shouldn't have gotten involved with them.

Tang Ching-ya was born in a prestigious family. She was noble and elegant. The men who wanted to marry her could line up from the west of the city to the east of the city. However, she only had Huo Yanqing in her heart. She had never looked at those men. She didn't expect that the chastity she had always maintained was ruined by this bastard Lin Meng again and again.

She couldn't accept it. She hated it!

The hatred in his heart was slowly swallowed up by wave after wave of heat, leaving only endless desire.

Lin Meng knew that Tang Ching-ya's drug had completely taken effect. He carried her down from his body and put her on the sofa. When he got up and was about to get his phone, his waist was hugged by Tang Ching-ya from behind.

Lin Meng smiled, broke away Tang Ching-ya's hands, and pressed her back on the sofa. "Don't worry. I'll turn on a video and record our passion. I'll show it to you later."

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