She bit down hard on his finger and he actually said that it didn't hurt at all.
This man!
Xia Ling was so angry that she was about to vomit blood. She quickly let go of his finger and stopped biting him.
Xuan Ying looked at her with a burning gaze. "Why aren't you biting me anymore?"
He placed his hand by her lips. Her red lips were alluring. "I'll let you bite me."
"…"
Xia Ling glared at him and slapped his hand away. "I won't bite you anymore."
Xuan Ying put his hand down and looked at her with a burning gaze.
Xia Ling tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. "Take your leg back. I'm going to close the door."
One of his long legs was still pressed against her door.
Xuan Ying didn't budge an inch.
Xia Ling kicked his calf angrily. "Are you deaf? I'm asking you to take your leg back!"
Her voice was coquettish and it was even more lively than three years ago. Even her voice made Xuan Ying's lower abdomen tense up.
Xuan Ying liked it when she had long hair. Now he felt that she looked good with short hair too. She was just beautiful.
His gaze moved downwards and he saw a stretch of delicate skin at her collar. It was as white as the finest lamb fat.
"Lingling, can't you just stop looking for a man?" Xuan Ying suddenly said without thinking.
What?
Xia Ling froze and looked at him in shock. "Xuan Ying, what do you mean? What do you mean by can't I just stop looking for a man?"
Xuan Ying instantly realized that he had said the wrong thing. He pursed his lips tightly, forming a cold, white line.
Xia Ling's beautiful eyes widened. "Xuan Ying, what are you trying to say? You're saying that I can't wait to find a man right after my divorce and that I can't leave a man, right?"
Xuan Ying snorted, looking a little innocent. "I didn't say that. You're the one who said that."
"…"
Xia Ling felt like she was going to die from anger. Her delicate face flushed red from embarrassment and anger. "Xuan Ying, why didn't you just say it directly? Just say that I need a man's nourishment at night. I'll feel lonely if I don't have a man for a day."
"I …" Xuan Ying's facial features tensed up and he pressed his thin lips together. "You're so young and beautiful, other women can't even compare to you. The more beautiful a rose is, the more it needs to be nourished, otherwise …"
Xuan Ying scanned her curvaceous figure from head to toe. As a woman from Ah Jiao's Room, she was naturally seductive. "Otherwise, who would enjoy your body if you kept it so fresh? I can understand. I'm just saying, I'm not blaming you."
This time, Xia Ling's entire body trembled. He remembered that night when she put moisturizer on her body.
Xia Ling forcefully opened the bathroom door and pushed him away. "Go away, I want to go out."
She was so angry that she didn't even go to the washroom and left.
In the corridor, Xuan Ying stretched out his large hand and grasped her slender wrist. "Lingling, what are you doing? Hurry up and go back to urinate. Don't suffocate yourself. "
Xia Ling didn't want to say a single word to him. She struggled with all her might. "Xuan Ying, it's none of your business whether I want to urinate or not. Let go of me!"
At this moment, she heard Young Master Hua's voice. "Angel, what took you so long?"
Young Master Hua was here.
"Xuan Ying, let go. Young Master Hua is here. If you continue to pester me like this, I definitely won't be able to marry into the Hua family!" Xia Ling gritted her teeth.
Xuan Ying looked at her deeply, then let go of her.
At this moment, Young Master Hua turned a corner and appeared in front of her. "Angel, I thought something happened to you. Are you done? Let's go have dinner together."
Xia Ling turned back to take a look, but Xuan Ying had already disappeared.
"Okay."
…
In the restaurant.
Xia Ling and Young Master Hua sat at a table by the window. The waiter served two steaks.
"Angel, what would you like to drink?" Young Master Hua asked in a gentlemanly manner.
Xia Ling thought for a moment. "I'd like to drink something hot. Is milk tea okay?"
"Okay."
The waiter left.
Xia Ling picked up her knife and fork, preparing to cut the steak. At this moment, she heard a pretty voice. "Silver Mask King, let's sit over there."
Xia Ling lifted her eyes to look. Xuan Ying and Princess Jia Luo had arrived.
Princess Jia Luo was wearing a red dress. Her figure was sexy and hot, and she had an enchanting exotic charm.
Xuan Ying had both hands in his pockets, noticing Xia Ling.
The two of them stared at each other.
"Uncle Ying, what a coincidence. You and Princess Jia Luo are here for dinner too? Let's sit together." Young Master Hua smiled.
Xuan Ying strode over.
Xuan Ying and Young Master Hua sat together, while Xia Ling and Princess Jia Luo sat together. The four of them ate together.
Young Master Hua cut the foie gras into small pieces and placed it beside Xia Ling's hand. "Angel, this is for you."
Xia Ling wanted to thank him, but a deep voice spoke first. "She doesn't eat foie gras."
Xia Ling lifted her head, looking at Xuan Ying.
Young Master Hua froze. "Uncle Ying, you know Angel?"
Xuan Ying's eyes landed on Xia Ling's ravishing face. Before he could say a word, Xia Ling spoke first. "I don't know him."
She said she didn't know him.
Xuan Ying's handsome features darkened, his gaze cold.
Xia Ling placed a small piece of foie gras in her mouth, chewing it elegantly. At this moment, she felt someone's foot under the table. Someone was doing something.
Xia Ling lifted her eyes, Xuan Ying hadn't eaten anything and was looking at her with a deep gaze. She said she didn't know him, so he had to help her recall something!
Under the table, she was wearing a pair of crystal high heels. Xuan Ying's heavy army boots pressed against her, gently nudging the tip of her foot.
Xia Ling subconsciously shrunk back.
Xuan Ying's legs were too long, he easily reached over, wrapping his hand around her foot.
There were other people around. Xia Ling's delicate face blushed uncomfortably, she took a sip of hot milk tea.
Princess Jia Luo could sense the subtle atmosphere between Xuan Ying and Xia Ling. She immediately cut a piece of steak, feeding it to Xuan Ying intimately. "Silver Mask King, open your mouth, I'll feed you."
Xuan Ying glanced at the steak, not touching it.
Xia Ling was furious. He was flirting with women outside, but he still came to pester her. Not only did he pester her, he was also half-hearted and brainless.
Xia Ling put down the cup of milk tea, her foot under the table moved up Xuan Ying's trouser leg with her crystal high heels.
Hiss.
Xuan Ying's Adam's apple bobbed, he straightened his back and focused all his senses on her foot.
Her high heels were stepping on his trouser leg, it was like an ant was crawling on his heart, it was numb and numb.
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