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Zuo Zixian was shocked, and turned his head away uncomfortably, not daring to look him in the eyes, "You, what do you want?"

"If I don't personally confirm it, how would I know that you are truly as pure and pure as you say?" His thin lips slightly curved, but the words that came out of his mouth almost caused the courage that Zuo Zisheng struggled to maintain from the bottom of his heart to collapse.

His bewitching words caused Zuo Zixian's face to quickly flush red, and his grip on the spoon tightened, momentarily at a loss of what to do.

Ling Yiheng took a sip of his coffee, and looked at Zuo Ziqian with a look as if he was watching a good show.

Zuo Zizhen lowered his head, not being able to see his expression, only feeling his cheeks burning hot. She knew that the existence of the winery might be up to her. She did not have time to think or hesitate.

Gritting his teeth, he calmed his breathing, raised his head against the wind, and spoke in a cold tone, "So, let's go. To a nearby hotel?"

Ling Yiheng put down the coffee cup in his hand. His ink-black eyes stared straight into the pair of gem-like eyes, as if he wanted to see through her. He was waiting, waiting for her to go back on her word.

But he did not wait for a word of repudiation, and then he nodded, and with thin, cold lips he looked at her and said something that made Zuo Zixian want to crush him: "Isn't your villa not far away? I think we should go there." He wanted to see how far she could go for her ramshackle winery.

Zuo Zi Xing bit his lower lip and frowned. This damn man, he looked like a demon, his heart was even more vicious than a demon!

She forced herself to calm down. After some thought, she realized that all the servants in the house had been dismissed, leaving only one hour's work behind. They would not be home at this time, since her parents had flown to Boston yesterday to seek help from her uncle. It should, should be fine.

"Alright, then let's go." She put down her coffee spoon and stood up, sniffing softly.

It took them more than ten minutes to arrive at the mansion of the Zuo family. She nervously followed Ling Yiheng out of the car. After confirming that there was no one at home, she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Your room." He spoke lightly, a trace of charm inexplicably appearing in his voice.

Zuo Ziwang led him bitterly to his room on the second floor, then nervously closed the door.

Without waiting for her to turn around, she was held by a pair of arms behind her. She felt a pair of long and cold hands wrap around her waist, causing her heart to race. She wanted to raise her hands to break free, but she remembered what she wanted to do.

"Zuo Zixian, this is what you requested, I hope, you won't regret it." His voice rang in her ears. The smell of him alone, accompanied by the smell of his Davidoff perfume, sprayed in her ears, causing her to soften and almost lose her sanity.

He bit his lips and forced himself to hide the fear in his heart. "As long as you don't steal my wine …" Her voice shattered in a sudden kiss.

His figure slowly turned around and leaned over, pressing her down on the bed. He lowered his head to pluck her lips, then began attacking the city and raiding the pond in her mouth. Afterwards, a tight and long kiss fell on her face like rain, spreading throughout her entire body …

His breath was warm on her neck, bringing with it numbness and a slight itch, like a plethora of feathers brushing across her body, her cheeks were burning hot, while Zuo Zixian only felt the blood flowing through his body, his thoughts in a mess, and unconsciously hugged his long neck, leaning slightly forward.

However, he didn't know how seductive and seductive Ling Yiheng's eyes were at this moment. It had aroused his desire even deeper, causing his kiss to erupt out like a ferocious beast, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

Lips and tongue intertwined, intertwined and intertwined, while she was slowly pushed back under the entanglement of her tongue and teeth, following his rhythm to arouse a strange lust in her body. He didn't think that her taste would be so wonderful. He deeply looked at the pair of eyes that shone with bright light. At this moment, those eyes were completely misty from being kissed, and those pink-faced faces looked even more mesmerizing.

A moan came out from Zuo Zixian's throat, but it was like a fuse in Ling Yiheng's ears, igniting him in an instant. He reached out his hand and neatly stripped her of her clothes, then bent over her with a profound gaze …

The cold feeling instantly returned to Zuo Zixian, but he pursed his lips and did not resist, allowing his gentle movements to take away what she had kept for 23 years. Faint tears came to her eyes. She felt a slightly cold finger wipe them away for her.

It was a room filled with the radiance of spring.

Ling Yiheng didn't want to think about why he was so sympathetic and treated her so tenderly. He was even a little afraid that she would hurt him, so he endured until he didn't feel satisfied. Perhaps, it was that kind of unswerving bravery, or perhaps it was the unintentionally revealed stubbornness and weakness in her eyes.

Just as he was about to fall asleep from exhaustion, Zuo Zizhen's phone rang.

Zuo Zixian looked at the caller, it was his mother. She cleared her throat, smoothed her hair to calm herself down, and then picked up the phone, "Hello, mom."