Xia Ling lay lazily on the rattan chair with her eyes closed. She had just soaked in a rose milk bath and was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep.
Hearing footsteps approaching, she said, "Auntie, the moisturizer is on the bedside table. Can you help me apply it?"
Xuan Ying reached out and picked up the moisturizer.
He poured the moisturizer onto his palm, and then gently covered her beautiful naked back.
Her entire body was soft, as though she didn't have any bones. Her fair skin was like silk and he felt as though he would lose his grip if he touched it.
Xuan Ying's breathing quickened and his Adam's apple bobbed. His mouth was dry.
He couldn't deny that Xia Ling was a ravishing beauty, be it in terms of face or figure. She used to be the top hostess of Ah Jiao's Room and the ladies there were most valuable in these two aspects. Hence, the mothers there would take good care of them and even teach them some secret ways to keep their bodies fresh. It was enough to steal a man's soul.
Xia Ling had never had a client before. Something big had happened on her coming of age ceremony when she turned 18. But she had grown up in that kind of environment and so her face and figure were incomparable to other women's.
Xuan Ying placed his large hands on her beautiful back, massaging it gently.
Xia Ling felt that Auntie's palms were really rough and full of calluses. But it was understandable since Auntie worked all year round.
Auntie's technique was really good and Xia Ling moaned in pleasure.
The room was very quiet and Xuan Ying naturally heard her moan. It was so gentle and seductive …
Xuan Ying felt his nose heat up, as though he was about to have a nosebleed.
He didn't control his strength well, and his large palm pinched her waist heavily.
Xia Ling felt the pain and she opened her eyes, turning her head to look. "Auntie, what's wrong … ah!"
Xia Ling looked at Xuan Ying in shock, jumping up from the rattan chair. "Why … why is it you?"
Xia Ling pulled the blanket to cover her body. She had never expected that it wasn't Auntie but him.
How did he barge in?
She had been discovered. Xuan Ying's glassy eyes landed on her face. She had just taken a shower and her face was rosy. Her red lips were alluring and he couldn't wait to taste them.
Xuan Ying felt that she was getting prettier.
"Lingling, I …"
"Get out! Get out of here! "
The moment Xia Ling imagined his two large palms caressing her beautiful back, her delicate skin that had just been caressed by him, a layer of pink goosebumps appeared on her delicate skin. She jumped down from the rattan chair barefooted and ran straight for the door.
"Auntie! Auntie! "
Hearing her scream, Xuan Ying chased after her and covered her mouth from behind. "Lingling, don't scream."
Xia Ling struggled with all her might, her soft body twisting uneasily in his wide and hard embrace.
Xuan Ying couldn't take it anymore, he stretched his arm out to hold her svelte waist, pulling her into his embrace. Burying his handsome face in her silky hair, he took in a deep breath of her fragrant body scent and said in a hoarse voice, "Lingling, Lingling, don't call me anymore. Don't call me anymore."
Xia Ling stopped moving. Because through the thin material of his clothes, she could feel his strong muscles, his body temperature scorching.
There was a mirror in front of them and Xia Ling could clearly see the two of them in it. His tall figure was holding her in his arms, it was a passionate scene.
Xia Ling's luscious lashes quivered, she stretched out her hand and pried his large palm away.
"Silver Mask King, I won't scream anymore. You can let go of me now."
Xuan Ying steadied his breathing, gradually letting go of the delicate body in his arms. "Lingling, leave with me."
Xia Ling turned around, her beautiful eyes landing on his handsome face. There was a circle of green stubble on his firm jaw. The man dressed in army green trousers and military boots looked very wild and manly.
"Silver Mask King, you barged into my room just to take me away? Why do you want to take me away? "
"You …"
Xuan Ying wanted to say something but stopped himself. What should he say? He could only tell her about that old man.
Thinking of that old man, Xuan Ying clenched his fists tightly by his side, it was chilly.
Xia Ling looked at his indecisive expression, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"Young Madam, bad news!" At this moment, the maid hurriedly pushed open the room door. "Uncle has fainted outside, he was beaten up by someone!"
What?
Xia Ling's expression changed, she quickly thought of something. "Silver Mask King, did you beat him up?"
Xuan Ying looked at her, pursing his thin lips. "Lingling, don't be afraid, no one can force you. You can get rid of that old man now, I'll protect you."
Old man???
Xia Ling's beautiful face suddenly turned cold. "Silver Mask King, what do you mean by that? Do you think that I'm being kept by an old man?"
"I didn't think so …"
"That's exactly what you think!"
Xuan Ying furrowed his brows, only speaking after a while. "I know you didn't do it willingly …"
It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but the moment he said it, Xia Ling's blood rushed to her head. He didn't know how hard she had worked for the past three years.
Three years ago, this b * stard had even planted a seed in her womb, causing her to give birth to another daughter.
It wasn't easy for her to have the life she had today, she could finally breathe freely, but he actually thought that she was being kept by an old man.
Jerk!
Big jerk!
Xia Ling rushed forward, clenching her fists, she punched his broad shoulders, one punch after another …
Xuan Ying didn't dodge, he stared at her with a fiery gaze. He would let her hit him, he would help her vent her anger.
After a while, he reached out and held her soft little hand. His voice was hoarse as he said, "There's nothing going on between you and that old man. Then why are you alone in the room wearing a backless top and putting on so much makeup?"
In his eyes, she was doing all this to seduce men.
Xia Ling's body quivered. Was this a man with terminal stage heterosexual cancer? Women dressing up beautifully just for men?
She really knew how to make men proud!
She was young and beautiful, her delicate body was a gift from God. So what if she applied fragrant makeup and made it smooth? Who said that men were supposed to enjoy it?
"Let go of me!"
Xia Ling wanted to fling him away, her fair eyes were already a little red.
Xuan Ying refused to let go, he held her soft hand and slapped his handsome face. "Lingling, if you're really angry, you can slap me. I think women like to slap men when they're angry."
"…"
Xia Ling didn't want to hit him, she just wanted to retract her hand. "Xuan Ying, let go of me. Are you deaf?"
Xuan Ying bent over, kissing her red lips.
Xia Ling's eyes narrowed when she was suddenly kissed. His masculine scent was overwhelming, carrying with it a sense of aggression and possessiveness.
Xuan Ying sucked on her soft lips …
Babies, there's something else.
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