Damned woman, she was really courting death. He reached out to pull Su Peizhen away, but her legs gave way and she fell backward.
There was a flash of panic in Ling Jing's eyes. Before he returned to his senses, his body reacted quickly and supported her.
Su Peizhen, who was touched by him, had a face full of resistance. She waved her hand and wanted to push Ling Jing away.
"Let me go –"
It was just that she was too weak, and Ling Jing was too strong.
Before she lost consciousness, all she could feel was Ling Jing's embrace. His chest was still warm, but it could no longer warm her heart.
What it brought her was only a stretch of coldness.
… …
When Su Peizhen woke up, she only felt a splitting headache.
It took her a long time to really wake up. He opened his eyes and placed his hand on his forehead. The headache was getting more and more obvious.
Looking at the environment in front of her, for a moment, she thought that she had returned to her home in Lin City.
The room was very big, and the bed under her was very soft. It was all hand-made Italian furniture.
She frowned and didn't know where she was for a moment.
Some fragments came to her mind intermittently, and she suddenly remembered what happened before she fainted.
Ling Jing –
She never thought that one day when he recovered his identity, he would be so ruthless and resolute.
Looking around, she could roughly guess where she was at the moment. Thinking that she was in Ling Jing's place, she couldn't stay any longer.
She got up and realized that her clothes were gone, leaving only her underwear. This surprised her again, but it was only for a moment. She was still clear that her body didn't feel like that.
Ignoring her current appearance, she got out of bed. She walked to the wardrobe and stood still. She found that the wardrobe was full of men's clothes.
Every one of them was hand-made and of excellent workmanship. Looking at the clothes on the wardrobe, Su Peizhen smiled.
Yes, she should have discovered it when they first met. Ling Jing's clothes were all extraordinary.
Although he was covered in blood, it couldn't hide his temperament.
Su Peizhen closed her eyes and mocked in her heart that she was indeed blind. If she wasn't blind, she would have seen it long ago.
Although Ling Jing was sloppy and looked very improper most of the time. But how could his every movement be that of a hooligan?
He was blind, so who could he blame for the backlash?
Shaking her head to get rid of those useless thoughts, she picked out a shirt and put it on. Ling Jing's pants were too big for her. After some thought, she watched him take out a knitted polo shirt from his closet.
He put it on his waist from the bottom and tied it in a knot with his sleeve. It turned into a somewhat different kind of dress.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he felt that it would be fine to go out like this.
He turned around and left the room. There was no one in the corridor. Su Peizhen stood there and looked at the long corridor on both sides. Finally, she walked in the direction of the stairs.
It was such a big villa, but there seemed to be no one there.
Su Peizhen stepped on the thick carpet. When she reached the stairs, she happened to see Ling Jing walking upstairs.
He stood in the middle of the spiral staircase and narrowed his eyes at the sight of her clothes.
The white shirt was obviously a little too big for her, and she just had to use a black dress as a skirt. This outfit was extremely unconventional, but because the person wearing it was her, it made her look a little more casual.
This woman, no matter when, had the capital to seduce men.
Up the stairs, Ling Jing's eyes were locked on Su Peizhen, and he didn't look away for a moment.
Su Peizhen stood straight. Even though she was wearing Ling Jing's clothes, it still couldn't hide her imposing manner.
Their eyes met in the air. Su Peizhen's expression didn't change, but Ling Jing narrowed his eyes.
He had seen Su Peizhen in disheveled clothes.
He had never seen Su Peizhen in men's clothes.
The higher he went, the more he could see her body under the shirt. Just the thought of his shirt on her body was enough to drive him crazy. ,
He finally reached the top of the stairs and stood opposite Su Peizhen.
His eyes were locked on Su Peizhen's face. The distance between the two of them was less than ten centimeters. Su Peizhen glanced at him. After he came up, she turned around and walked downstairs.
Before she could take a step, her arm was grabbed by someone. She turned around and looked at Ling Jing's face coldly.
He pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her lips hard.
She struggled, but her hands were restrained by Ling Jing. She was wearing his shirt, which made him want to tear her shirt —
The imaginary scene lingered in his mind, and his kiss became more and more domineering.
Su Peizhen couldn't break free. Her lips were ravaged by him. She opened her mouth and bit him when he thought she wanted to kiss him.
Ling Jing's lips hurt, but it stimulated the blood in his body.
He carried her in his arms and went in the direction of the room. Su Peizhen struggled again. She wanted to leave him, but he held her tightly.
There was a natural gap between the strength of a man and a woman. She was no match for him.
Her body was thrown on the bed somewhat rudely. After bouncing twice, she was suppressed again before she could get up.
The moment he approached, Su Peizhen turned her face away. "Ling Jing, this is rape. I can sue you. "
"Sue me?" Ling Jing sneered. "Okay, do you want to try?"
As he spoke, he put his hand on the back of her waist. "I've never seen a rapist who can make the victim orgasm."
"Shameless."
Su Peizhen gritted her teeth. Ling Jing's hand turned to her chest, and with a force, the high-quality shirt she was wearing was torn.
Her clothes were half exposed, and Su Peizhen struggled even more.
"Ling Jing, you bastard."
But who was Ling Jing? She didn't want to admit defeat, and she couldn't admit defeat. Su Peizhen gritted her teeth and forced herself to ignore her body's reaction.
The more she did so, the more Ling Jing didn't want her to get what she wanted.
The two of them had been together for half a year, and their bodies were very familiar. Even if they were separated, the memory of their bodies was still there.
He clearly knew every sensitive spot on her body. He clearly knew her every reaction when he moved.
It was as if they had returned to the beginning. He wanted to conquer, and she only wanted to counterattack.
Every touch, every kiss, was on the point.
Every time she resisted, every time she tried to escape, it could only be exchanged for more crazy attacks from him.
Her polo shirt was soon torn, her shoes fell to the ground, and her body was firmly nailed under him.
"Woman." Ling Jing bit her lips and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I will let you know that this is not called rape, but rape."
The morning sun shone into the room. It was a new day. And his plunder had just begun.
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