ke in a deep voice. " 。Tong Yimo slightly frowned, picked up the black box on the table, and opened it curiously. 。There are two automatic syringes filled with red liquid inside. 。At this moment, Ton...Leng Zhucheng frowned, his face grim. He remained silent for what seemed like an eternity before finally grasping her arm and pushing her back. "Siyan, is this enough" he snapped coldly.

Ji Siyan's voice trembled, choking back sobs as she poured out her anguish: "I didn't cause a scene! I truly love you! It's true! Ajing…"

Ling Zhùjing grew impatient, and turned to leave.

Regardless of the cold and indifferent scene, Ji Siyan strode forward, embracing him tightly by the neck and offering her tender lips to his.

Her long, curled eyelashes were covered in dried tears. Her tears told her that she was willing to do anything, just to be with the man she loved standing before her.

As long as he doesn't ignore her...

Leng Zhujing stood frozen in place, his thin lips pressed tightly together, allowing Ji Siyan's delicate and soft red lips to swirl over his own.

He not only didn't close his eyes, but instead opened them wide to watch the woman in front of him anxiously.

Ji Siyan kissed for a long time, but received no response.

Her heart clenched painfully, a wave of pain and jealousy washing over her.

He must have done it with Yimo...

It must have been done with Yimou...

Ji Siyan used her own spiritual tongue to pry open Leng Zhujing's tightly pressed thin lips and jaw, sending a pill into Leng Zhujing's mouth.

Leng Zhujing sensed something amiss entering his mouth. He wanted to push away Ji Siyan, but she held him tightly, her tongue teasingly stirring within his until he swallowed the pill.

"Cough cough cough—" Leng Zhujing almost choked, pushed Qi Siyan away with force, patted his chest while catching his breath, and questioned, "What did you feed me"

"Performance-enhancing drugs Do you believe it" Ji Siyan's red lips curled up slightly, but her face was filled with a wry smile.

She knew Ajing too well. If Ajing said he wanted to end their physical relationship, he would definitely follow through.

But she was not content.

I'm so unwilling to accept this!

Leng Zhuxiang's mind and body jolted, raising his hand as if to induce vomiting, but Ji Siyan stopped him with a hand.

She tiptoed again, circling her arms around his neck and pressing a sweet kiss upon him.

Unconsciously, her kiss was fervent and seductive, like a fairy, teasing him with her lips, determined to draw out his very soul before she would relent.

Just as Leng Zhjing was about to push away Ji Siyan, suddenly, his consciousness began to blur and his vision became hazy.

"Ajing, have you ever met Yimo" Ji Siyan left Leng Zhucheng's lips and held his cheeks in both hands, questioning him.

Cold Noon's eyes were hazy, unable to focus on anything. It was as if he had been controlled by some kind of magic, his entire expression a little lost in thought.

Is it Momo!

The next moment, he suddenly gripped the back of her head and leaned down, biting onto her lips. He rolled his tongue over every trace on her lip.

Ji Siyan couldn't resist his teasing, and let out a soft whimper as she offered him her little tongue.

Leng Zhujing, taking advantage of the situation, bent down and scooped Ji Siyan into his arms, holding her horizontally without giving her any space. He directly walked into the bedroom and pressed her onto the bed.

Blood surged, from the lips that had been crushed in frenzy all the way down to his long white neck and beyond.

She rose and fell with the pleasure he brought her, her slender hands gripping the sheets beneath her, crumpling them in their tight hold.

The moment Ji Siyan's body arched upwards like a water snake, she still heard him whisper in her ear, "Mo Mo, tonight, become my woman!"

This sentence struck her like a thunderbolt, leaving her heart, ears, and mind buzzing.

He...

He actually mistook her for a death.

She couldn't describe her feelings at this moment. She was angry, furious, resentful, and heartbroken all at once!

Why would he treat her as his mortal enemy

She looked into his star-filled eyes, which were already brimming with glistening tears.

His heart, truly, no longer had a place for her.

Even if she took his body, she couldn't take his heart back from Yimò.

As for that girl, Yimo, she couldn't figure out her thoughts. But from the way she looked at him, she knew that Yimo also loved her Ajing.

A kind of confusion, spreading in my heart, like now, but I don't know who is enjoying this confusion, letting myself fall into it, falling into a state of helplessness...

Time passed by minute by minute. In the middle of the night, the cold daylight scene suddenly stumbled, and after opening his eyes, he jumped up from the bed.

"Ajing…" Ji Siyan on the side felt the movement here and turned on the bedside lamp on the other side. She just saw him leaning against the headboard, lighting a cigarette at his lips.

Leng Zhuxiang decisively pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray on the bedside table, then flung back the covers and stood up.

Ji Siyan bit her lower lip with a reluctant and resentful expression, whispering in a low voice, "Is Ajing going back to be with Yimo"

"This time, I forgive you. There won't be a next time between us!" Leng Zhulang calmly picked up his clothes from the ground and put them on.

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