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Leng Xiao was speechless. Actually, he had never gone over the old man's decision before, and the outcome was still the same.

This was the first time Leng Xiao slammed the door and walked out of Leng Zhenbiao's study room. It was rare for Leng Zhenbiao to see his son angry in front of him. He smiled and continued to smoke his cigar, then turned around and poured himself a glass of cognac.

Lan Shiling was sitting beside the bed in a daze, her rosy cheeks were filled with the smell of alcohol. In a social event, one had to drink a bit of alcohol, but what she thought about more was that game, every time she met him … It seemed different this time. She could really feel his gentleness.

He was in a trance again. Was he a human or a demon? Why did he always appear before him like a half-human, half-beast? Why did he always make himself appear so gentle when he was filled with endless disgust?

She wanted to talk to someone, but who could she talk to? In this cold house, the only person who could make her feel any warmth was the little kid next door, but he had already fallen asleep while he was still in the Diamond World.

"Boom …" Suddenly they opened, and a gust of wind blew into her face, and the cold air lifted her hair, and when she looked up he was standing in front of her, only she was sitting, and he was standing.

"Look at me, why don't you dare face me? Is there something wrong with your heart?" His ice-cold tone indicated that the person in front of him was not a human, but a demon. It's an animal!

Lan Shi Ling suddenly wanted to laugh. This perfectly fitting nickname had touched on her sensitive nerves. The nickname Leng Xinhao had coincidentally given to Leng Xiao was really … What do you say, Kawayneh?

"Answer me, what are you thinking? Are you thinking about that man? " Leng Xiao could not help but roar, "Also, why don't you dare face me!"

In fact, she was facing him. It was really unfair for him to ask so many questions, but she just sat there with his face right in front of her, and he was standing so close to her that it was impossible for her to stand up.

"What did you say, which man?" His face was twisting, as if he didn't think that it would be possible. His performance tonight was too cautious, and during the whole process, he had been looking straight ahead, afraid that Leng Xiao would think too much. But … He was still overthinking it!

Actually, there's no point in explaining it at this point, because men don't have any sense when they're jealous. "Which man? There are two other men besides me tonight. Tell me, which man are you thinking of? "

"What are you doing? Did you deliberately come here to cause trouble for no reason?" There was an unreasonable and helpless look in Lan Shiling's eyes. She couldn't control his thoughts, so she could think whatever she wanted! Horny!

Tsk... She actually laughed, because of his nickname. "You're still in the mood to laugh?" With his overbearing aura, the reason why he was so infuriated was because Leng Zhenwei had suggested for Lan Shiling to join Liao Xing's company.

Leng Xiao suddenly came to the conclusion that perhaps Lan Shi Ling herself really wished to go to Liao Xing's company. To be able to leave the Leng Clan and not be by his side was something that she had longed for for for a very long time.

"Speak, are you thinking about that bastard Liao Xing? Do you really want to be together with him?" A fire burned in Leng Xiao's eyes as he grabbed onto Lan Shiling's neck.

Eyebrows... "Her throat tightened, and her face turned even redder!" You... Let go! Bastard … "I can't breathe. From the first time I saw that bastard, I already hated him. Are you satisfied now …"

Lan Shi Ling's words made Leng Xiao heave a sigh of relief. The strength in his hands was obviously reduced. Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Lan Shi Ling's eyelids twitched and she almost rolled her eyes!

"So you're thinking of Zhao Dongcheng now!" Leng Xiao's mind was filled with jealousy, other than Liao Xing, the only other person he could think of was naturally Zhao Dongcheng.

"What the hell, what's wrong with this man?" You... What was going on? That's not right, that's not right. What do you want me to do? "

Was the world getting crazier and crazier? He had just contradicted the old man who had never dared to contradict him before, but now Lan Shi Ling, who was so meek that she could only beg and weep in front of him, was actually contradicting him!

Letting go, Lan Shiling began to cough violently. Tears streamed down her face because she was suffocating, but … This was just a prelude. His loosened hand suddenly grabbed both sides of his collar, and before he even had the chance to cry out in alarm, the only thing that could be used to cover his face was already removed by him.

"Ah …" Lan Shi Ling raised her arms to protect herself. But before this man, resistance was always futile.

Animals... Animals... In her heart, only this nickname belonged to him. She bit her lips, not daring to let out a groan. If Leng Xinhao heard it, it wouldn't be good at all!

Her hot lips pressed up against her teeth like crazy. She refused, but … This man always had a way. He actually pinched her nose, making her choke if she didn't open her mouth. "Ah …" "Ugh …" The moment he opened his mouth to take a deep breath, he entered her mouth along with the fresh air.

"Mm …" A feeling of numbness spread all over his body, and his scalp tingled. This was because his attacks were more ferocious than it had ever been before. Just what had happened to him? It was actually very easy to explain, as this was a crazy action caused by thick jealousy.

The big hand didn't stay idle either. It rubbed her skin from top to bottom, as if it was endlessly ravaging her. She belonged to him, exclusive to him, and wouldn't be easily taken away by anyone!

His rough movements caused her to feel waves of pain. She was avoiding his attack, but the more she dodged, the more she tortured him.

"Be gentle …" Lan Shi Ling finally squeezed out a message to beg for mercy from between her teeth, "Be gentler? Why should you be gentle? Would other men be gentle with you? Are they gentle with you? "Answer me …"

"Ah …" It had already become a habit for her to be suppressed by him. However, how could she satisfy Leng Xiao? What he wanted was for her to live a life worse than death under him.

"I want you to stay awake. I want you to know that the person who is now on top of you is me, Leng Xiao!"

This sentence was too unsightly. Just as Lan Shi Ling was about to forget who he was, her bloodshot mind had already numbed. However, his words pulled her back to reality. "You …" "Hmm …" "Horny!"

"You … What did you say? You call me an animal? "

Leng Xiao was furious. It seemed that this woman was not only going to rebel, she actually dared to ignore his existence and call him an animal!

"Lan Shiling, are you tired of living?"

In fact, when she said those two words, she regretted it immediately. How could she love him so much that she could call him by that name, but she really couldn't help it just now! It was too late to regret. It was as if he was already prepared to fight!

"No …" "No!" Women always ignore men's definition of torture. The more you don't want it, the more they get carried away.

He straightened his body. "Ah …" A burning pain spread throughout her body, and Lan Shi Ling felt dizzy. She was taken over by him just like that, almost every time. Could it be that this was what he wanted?

This was because in his opinion, her attack before she was teased was the best time to ravage him. Once she reacted, his attack would become something she wanted!

She started to move, her body retreating, but her waist was still in his hands. Every time she retreated, all she could change back was her body's deeper thorns, and her hands forcefully pulled back, causing her to completely surround herself with violent friction!

"Ah …" Shaking his head from side to side, unable to bear the burden, he saw in his heart the desire to torment that grew even more intense.

"Are you comfortable!? Would you like to be more violent... "Mhmm …" He was already sweating profusely.

"No …" Woo woo … * "Don't..." Lan Shi Ling screamed at the top of her lungs, but begged for mercy in a low voice, "Don't..." "How can that be? If it was Zhao Dongcheng, if it was Liao Xing, you wouldn't have begged for mercy and would have enjoyed it to your heart's content?"

At this point, not only did his jealousy not lessen in the slightest, it became even more intense. "You …" Woo woo … * Bastard … "Sob, sob …" Lan Shiling's whimpering could not be replaced with a hint of pity from the Cold Owl. He could not be deceived by her outer appearance.

She was still that wicked woman, the woman who, for money, for a better life, could abandon herself and her own son without hesitation.

The more he thought about it, the more furious he became, until the whimpering beneath him was intermittent, like a radio with a bad signal, catching the faintest signal.

Leaning over, he kissed the tears at the corners of her eyes, a habit he had formed when they had first been together, a habit that his subconscious did not want to see under any circumstances.