Chapter 1269
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Xuan Ying sat by the side of the bed, his large palm still pressed on his chest.
Xia Ling hesitated for a moment, then walked over. "Unbutton your shirt yourself."
Xuan Ying's lips curved into a faint smile, then he undid the buttons he had just buttoned up.
His black silk shirt slid down one shoulder, revealing half of his muscular chest.
Xia Ling lowered her lashes and looked at him. His shoulders were strong and his back was ramrod straight. He sat there with his legs spread apart casually, exuding an indescribable sense of masculinity.
She focused her attention and looked at him. There was a deep scar on his chest. Even though it had already healed, it was still a ghastly sight to behold.
She could imagine how deep the wound must have been.
"Come closer," Xuan Ying said.
Xia Ling's jade-like skin flushed red. She was a distance away from him.
There was no barrier between the two of them, and his long legs were spread apart. How was she supposed to go over?
"Come here."
Xuan Ying grasped her fair wrist, tugging it gently.
Xia Ling was caught off guard and fell forward, her charming body falling into his embrace.
"Ah!"
She let out a soft cry, and in order to stabilize her body, she grabbed at his black silk shirt with one hand and the firm muscles on his straight shoulders with the other.
"Be careful."
Reaching out, Xuan Ying grasped her slender waist. Her womanly waist was shaped like an'S 'and it was so soft that it felt like he could break it if he bent it lightly.
Xuan Ying instantly felt his mouth go dry.
Xia Ling quickly stood up and let go of him. Her hand was burning hot, as if she had touched something she shouldn't have.
She quickly said, "Let me help you apply the ointment."
Twisting open the bottle of ointment, she used her fair fingertips to pick up a little and applied it on his scar.
She just wanted to end it quickly and leave this place.
This man was dangerous. She subconsciously felt a little repulsed by him.
Xuan Ying could smell the soft fragrance from her body. It smelled like dessert and it made him want to take a bite of her and eat her up.
At this moment, his chest moved slightly and a surge of hot blood rushed to his brain. It turned out that her soft white fingertips had accidentally touched the little red bean on his chest.
His black glassy eyes were quickly tainted with a thin layer of scarlet. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his two long legs pressed together, directly sandwiching her between his strong thighs.
"What are you doing?" Xia Ling was shocked.
Lifting his eyes to look at her, he pursed his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't touch me there."
Over there?
Only then did Xia Ling realize where she had touched him. Her face blushed all the way to her ears. She moved her red lips and said, "I didn't do it on purpose."
She looked like she was in a hurry to explain. Her beautiful eyes were dark and moist, just like a little beast.
He wanted to tease her. "You can do it on purpose."
He was sure she was doing it on purpose.
Xia Ling's heart skipped a beat as she stared at him in a daze. She could sense that he treated her differently.
He seemed to … like her very much.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such suggestive words and flirted with her several times.
"I really didn't do it on purpose. I'm not … that kind of woman. I'm only here for a part-time job. Don't … misunderstand. Let go of me first!" She pushed him forcefully.
Xuan Ying held her between his legs. Feeling her struggle, his voice became hoarse. "Don't move."
"Ah!"
Xia Ling lost her footing and fell backwards.
Xuan Ying held her waist and the two of them fell onto the soft bed.
Xia Ling was on top and he was on the bottom.
Her red lips softened and she kissed his handsome face.
Both of them froze.
They were flustered just now, but now that they were kissing, both of them instantly quietened down.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly rose by tens of degrees. It was ambiguous and hot.
Something was supposed to happen on a night like this.
Xia Ling's pupils contracted. She hadn't expected herself to kiss him. At this moment, an image suddenly appeared in her mind.
In this room, on this bed, on this pink lace pillow, there was a beautiful woman lying on it.
There was a man on top of the woman. The man was sweating profusely and his muscles were bulging.
The man kissed the woman's red lips and his long tongue entered her mouth …
Xia Ling saw their faces clearly. The man was him and the woman was … herself!
Her heart almost jumped out of her throat and her lashes fluttered uneasily. She quickly shook the image away from her mind.
How did this happen to her?
She was on the bed with a stranger … doing such embarrassing things.
Xia Ling's face was as red as an apple. She pushed him away in a panic and climbed down from his body.
Halfway through, she didn't know what she had bumped into, but she heard the man's low moan.
He was moaning.
It sounded like he was in pain and pleasure at the same time. It was extremely sexy.
Xia Ling didn't have time to think about it and ran away.
…
She had left.
Xuan Ying lay on the bed, panting heavily. Her soft fragrance lingered on his body and the bed.
He couldn't take it anymore and unbuckled his black belt …
…
A few minutes later.
He threw a few crumpled pieces of paper into the bin. Xuan Ying got up, pulled up his pants and put on his shirt.
A few wisps of his fringe hung down, covering his bloodshot eyes. He exhaled heavily and his face was dejected.
Opening the room door, he walked down.
When he was walking down the stairs, he saw a lithe figure in the living room. She was talking to his mother.
"Madam, I don't think I'm suitable for this job. I won't be coming tomorrow," she said softly.
Concubine Yu was shocked. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
She wasn't coming tomorrow?
Hearing this, Xuan Ying quickly walked down the stairs. He even tripped over a bin.
With a loud bang, the trash can rolled on the carpet and made a loud noise, startling the two people in the living room.
Concubine Yu and Xia Ling looked in his direction.
"…"
Xuan Ying felt awkward.
But he quickly coughed and went to pour a cup of hot water, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Young Master, why are you in such a hurry? Be careful not to fall," Auntie Su said as she lifted the bin.
"…"
Xuan Ying really wanted Auntie Su to shut up!
Concubine Yu looked at her son's back view and could roughly guess what had happened. Her son must have bullied someone in the room just now.
"Xiao Ling, why did you suddenly stop? Just tell me if you have anything to say."
Xia Ling stole a glance at Xuan Ying's back view. "Madam, thank you. I'll be leaving first."
Xia Ling took her black down jacket and left the house.
She left?
She really left?
Xuan Ying turned and watched as she disappeared through the door.
At this moment, a string of Buddha beads hit his head and he heard Concubine Yu's scolding voice. "I'll die of anger because of you!"
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