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Lan Shi Ling raised her powerless arm to stop Leng Xiao, but Leng Xiao had completely lost the interest to care for her. He grabbed her sleeve, and with a tug, the sleeve of his shirt burst open and fell to the ground.

"Ah …" Lan Shiling screamed, but such a sound entering Leng Xiao's eardrums was no different from drinking the cries of a small animal. This woman, although he had repeatedly trusted her from the depths of his heart, she had always made him sad.

"Humph!" I want you to stand naked in front of me and let me see what's so special about you.

Her large hands tore at Lan Shiling's clothes, and she wanted to cry, but no tears came out. Could it be that the devil had gone back and everything that had happened recently was just a facade? It turned out that the devil in her heart had been asleep for a while, and the moment she woke up, the cold owl would still be the cold owl …

His clothes had turned into butterflies that fluttered around him. His thick arms were around her neck, and he couldn't help but rush forward and crash into his arms.

Her body was twisting and resisting. She was trying her best to resist, but within the resistance, there was only helplessness. This was because she knew that resisting was futile. There was no possibility of reality at all!

He was enjoying his dinner as if she were his own dessert, the one he had ordered for himself when he walked out of the door of the KGB.

Now that she was right in front of him, of course he would destroy her to his heart's content, ravaging her, making her scream, making her hurt, making his heart feel better. Why?

His large hands pushed upwards, and a soft and slippery feeling was transmitted from his palm to every part of his nerves!

Cold Owl was breathing heavily. The candle in his right hand shook crazily, and tears fell like rain.

"Don't …" Just a moment ago, the falling of the candle had caused her to be extremely thirsty. If she were to rashly attack now, it would definitely be very painful.

However, she overlooked something. What he wanted was to make her hurt. Her pain was now his happiness. He leaned forward. "Ah …" Her waist was stretched back, just like a balloon, suddenly filled with air without any warning!

His dry body could not withstand such a violent attack, but this was what he wanted. The drier it was, the more it would stimulate his desire to attack.

"Ah …" Her miserable cries kept ringing out, stimulating his eardrums. To be together with her, this was without a doubt the most wonderful music. It made a woman roll around and wail beneath her! It was such a pleasant thing to do, especially for her, the woman who had made him dream about her for six years.

In fact, there were many different kinds of torture, and the thought of leaving without saying goodbye was the most unbearable one. Unfortunately, this was exactly the one that had happened to him!

The anger in his heart was ignited once again as the old and new grudges intertwined together. Leng Xiao tightly held onto Lan Shi Ling's waist as he crazily struck out again and again at a ninety degree angle, as if the anger in his heart would be reduced slightly with every attack.

"Mhmm …" Lan Shi Ling's moans gradually became deeper as her body had already adapted to him. Leng Xiao's anger was once again provoked. How could his revenge become the capital for this woman to enjoy!

Lan Shi Ling's body was already prepared to enjoy herself. However, just as she was about to kick the door, she suddenly stopped. Leng Xiao retreated in time, while Lan Shi Ling's body trembled …

"Humph …" Leng Xiao squeezed out a cold smile from his throat. He wanted to get some happiness out of his body.

"Don't... "Don't do this to me, I want it!" Lan Shi Ling's burning hot breath blew on Leng Xiao's face. This was a game, a torture game, and the initiative was completely in his hands. How could she be the one to do what she wanted?

She changed her strategy once again, always retreating when she was coming over to greet him. However, she suddenly attacked when she was at the end of her tether. Every time she was caught off guard, she would run into the worst of her tremors!

Ah …" AHH … "Ahhh …" Lan Shi Ling grabbed his neck with both hands, trying her best to reach his body. She wanted to use the warmth of her own body to exchange for his pity.

However, everything was in vain. He still remained unmoved, still unhurriedly following his own rhythm. Every time her body seemed to have reached him, his large hands would firmly press her down on the table, preventing her from moving.

"Why? Why did you do this to me? What did I do wrong? You want to punish me like this!" Lan Shi Ling's tears flowed profusely, "I also want to know, that's me …" Ah … It's something I've always wanted to ask you, okay? "

Leng Xiao calmly launched his final attack.

All his nerves seemed to be focused on the sharpest part of his body, which she had then ruthlessly extracted. However, at the most critical moment, he was no longer able to control his body, and was slowly falling into a frenzy with her.

Yes, yes, yes, yes …" "AHH …" A continuous stream of shy and suppressed moans came out from Lan Shi Ling's slightly open mouth. It was so ambiguous that Leng Xiao was unable to resist.

"Humph …" There was no response, but his body was doing its best to cater to the situation. After going back and forth, a high degree of unity had been achieved.

Dense kisses fell on her face, drying her tears. "Don't you feel conflicted about yourself?"

However, her question seemed to remind him why he was like this. Was there no other woman apart from her? I was clearly taking revenge on her body!

He got up, quickly put on his clothes, and then slammed the door. A gust of cold night wind blew through the crack in the door, this evil devil was simply a monster with the same physique as humans, but he was also constantly showing endless gentleness under the torture of his own evil.

Just what kind of person was he? Why did he have such a personality? Or was it Leng Zhenwei? An old man who would have a headache whenever he looked at himself, why? Why would they treat him like this?

The innocent and simple child was the only motivation for her to stay. Perhaps Xiao Hao would only grow up properly under her care, they didn't seem to understand this child's kindness and intelligence, but deep in her heart, there was a deep worry that only she could feel!

Lan Shiling slowly got down from the desk and put on her bra and inner pocket. Her clothes and skirt were already torn, but she still had to pick them up. She didn't want Leng Xiao to think about what had happened the next day when he entered the study.

He sneaked out of the study in fear of being seen by others. Even though his worries were unnecessary, because everyone had already fallen asleep by this time and entered his room, but … Under the gentle lighting, Leng Xinhao was actually lying on his bed!

His bed must have been occupied by the remaining computer parts. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to his room to sleep. Lan Shi Ling leaned over and kissed the little brat. In her dreams, he unexpectedly reacted again, smacking his lips and turning his body over!