Chapter 162

Cheng Ling is like fish on a knife. And Tang Yuze is that crazy beast, no matter how hard she struggles, she can't match the pursuit of the beast.

Tang Yuze only felt hot all over. The heroic wind beneath him just wanted to show off his charm. I really want to occupy/have this woman by my side.

Moreover, this woman's voice is very similar to Cheng Ling's.

Under soft lighting. Tang Yuze looked at the woman's delicate face. Why did he look more and more like Cheng Ling?

Tang Yuze no longer suppressed the madness in her body when she thought of Cheng Ling's abhorrentness. He turned over. Hold down the woman's weak body.

"Tang Yuze, calm down, don't do stupid things, the person you love is Fan Qingqing, think about how sad Fan Qingqing will be if she finds out that you slept with other women. Where's the woman?"

Tang Yuze tore Cheng Ling's clothes fiercely. When he heard the name Fan Qingqing, he didn't pause much, but he heard Cheng Ling's last words. But suddenly stopped.

The woman he loved so much that he wanted to carve it into his bone marrow?

Who is it?

There seemed to be such a person, but he couldn't remember her name.

Struggling for a while, the effect of the medicine, the heat in his body was very uncomfortable, he couldn't bear it anymore, and moved his face closer, just wanting to block the small mouth that kept talking and disturbing him.

How could Cheng Ling give him this chance? She turned her head desperately and said nothing to let him kiss.

Now, Cheng Ling was pleasantly surprised to find that she seemed to have regained a little strength, at least her neck could move, and her fingers could also move.

However, her joy could not last a second, and the red pain from her neck pulled her back to reality.

Cheng Ling's struggle prevented him from gaining any benefits, so he bit her dissatisfied.

"No, Tang Yuze, Fan Qingqing was your childhood savior, have you forgotten her?"

The word "savior" finally stopped him again. Tang Yuze's blurred eyes gradually tightened, as if he was lost in memory. Suddenly, he seemed to be dreaming of something terrible, and the pair of big hands that were holding her hand went crazy. He went straight up and grabbed Cheng Ling's neck.

"Damn it, everyone in the Cheng family deserves to die. They can't be let go, absolutely can't be let go."

This strong hatred was like overwhelming Tang Yuze, who had lost his mind in an instant.

His handsome face was distorted, and deep hatred shot out from his eyes. Cheng Ling felt a pain in her neck and an abnormal pain in her chest. Before she had time to think about it, why did Tang Yuze hate Cheng so much when he thought of his childhood savior? Home.

What he mentioned was not Cheng Ling, but the Cheng family.

What does the Cheng family have to do with him?

In Cheng Ling's memory, Tang Yuze never existed when he was a child.

Her brain was empty, she couldn't even breathe, and her delicate face was bruised and purple.

He never thought that Tang Yuze would have such a horrifying response when mentioning his childhood savior.

Just when Cheng Ling thought that she would be strangled to death by Tang Yuze, Tang Yuze let go of her again, sniffing at her very strangely, like the roaring dog under Erlang God, with a silly head.

After sniffing for some time, he said slowly, "It's you!"

This familiar taste, familiar temperature, he will never forget!

Cheng Ling didn't know what kind of madness Tang Yuze was going on. Before, he was kissing wildly, and later he was mad to strangle someone to death. Now he just became a husky and rubbed against her body non-stop.

She felt a little terrified, but now it was better than before, at least, the threat to her was the lowest now.

Besides, with his appearance, she really regarded him as a dog.

Tang Yuze felt that this feeling was very cordial. He had longed for it in the past.

He has been looking for her for a long time, for a long time!

Just smelling her could not satisfy him anymore, he didn't want her to leave, he was afraid that she would leave again.

Cheng Ling faintly noticed that Tang Yuze's aura had changed again. This feeling brought her a lot of pressure, and she felt bad.

It took a long time to cultivate so little strength. Cheng Ling broke out in an instant and pushed Tang Yuze away. However, how could Tang Yuze let her escape? As soon as he fell down on the bed, he took her hand as nimbly as a leopard, pull her back.

The moment his wrist was caught, Cheng Ling just wanted to be rough.

However, there was a whirlwind, and with a bang, she pressed her whole body on his body, and her legs straddled/sat on his waist.

He stretched out his head and wanted to kiss her, Cheng Ling didn't give him this chance, and pressed his elbow on his neck, "Tang Yuze, don't play tricks on me, take revenge on me, come here if you have the ability, don't play tricks."

It was not Tang Yuze who answered her, but the faint sound of opening the door.

A blazing light came in from the gate, Cheng Ling half-closed his eyes, and looked over slowly, only to see a lot of people standing outside the gate, and even took a few photos with his mobile phone.

They looked at the room, Cheng Ling was pressing on Tang Yuze's body, Cheng Ling's face and neck were covered with red marks, it was not difficult to imagine who left these marks.

How crazy!

Young Master Xi would definitely not want such a woman. Perhaps, the harder they treated Cheng Ling, the more relieved Young Master Xi would be.

With this thought in mind, their hands never stopped, and they kept shooting, as if they were competing for the pixels of the mobile phone camera. However, how could they be against a professional camera with a cannon on their backs?

Cheng Ling was stunned, and then felt that he was liberated, at least, the crisis had been resolved.

It is impossible for Tang Yuze to do anything to her.

She saw the contempt and sarcasm flashing in the eyes of the men and women outside the door, as well as some joy in falling into trouble. She has long been used to the changing faces of these people, so to her, there is not much displeasure.

For some reason, the crowd standing outside the door suddenly parted, creating a path in the middle that one person could pass through.

And the eyes of those people watching the show suddenly became respectful, slightly downcast, no one dared to raise their eyes.

Cheng Ling's heart sank suddenly.

But she comforted herself in her heart, no, no, Xi Shiche took sleeping pills and is still sleeping, he won't come over.

Perhaps his aura was too strong, or his murderous aura was too heavy, the surrounding crowd moved back again, and the narrow road gradually widened.

A tall and cool figure appeared in front of her eyes.

He is outstanding, handsome and elegant, dignified and detached. Those sharp, deep but beautiful eyes locked her deeply. There was no emotion in those familiar eyes. It was as cold as a cold pool in winter, just a collision of eyes. , Cheng Ling felt cold and stiff all over.

She even forgot where she was and the situation she was in. She only had those bright eyes like stagnant water in her eyes, and her heart ached slightly!