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Ling Yiheng's smell was full of strong temptation, constantly stirring her heart, making her heart beat faster, as if someone was beating a drum in her chest.

This man was truly an extremely dangerous character. Regardless of whether it was his innate outstanding appearance or his sexy aura that couldn't be ignored, it was enough to cause all the females of his age group to go crazy for him!

"Answer me, what is the principle of trading?" The man asked again, his lips already close to her ear, his actions extremely ambiguous.

The dark and unsatisfied eyes gazed at her petite and exquisite earlobes, unconsciously moving closer.

Zuo Zixian was aghast, realizing that if he moved even a little, the man's lips would touch her ear.

Her heart was beating faster than before, and she almost jumped out of her chest.

"I... "I …" Her heartbeat and breathing were in disarray. She could only feel his breath regular by her ear. Her mind was already in a mess, and she had no idea what she was going to say.

As if he had realized her distress, the man slightly moved his body away. The distance between the two instantly widened, and Zuo Zisheng also had room to move.

Suddenly, she seemed to have come back to life. She took a deep breath with great effort, and her mood became much calmer.

"Can you answer me now?" Ling Yiheng still didn't give up on asking. His eyes were tightly locked on her face.

Even he was surprised by this curiosity. He rarely cared about anything other than his work. However, the appearance of this woman seemed to have started to disrupt his original pace bit by bit.

"Keep your distance, that is my principle." Finally, Zuo Zixian looked at him calmly and stated, his tone was emotionless.

Hearing her clear answer, the man's face instantly turned cold, his sharp gaze glared at her, causing the Left Scholar's heart to involuntarily jump.

At this moment, his gaze was extremely terrifying, like an ice-cold blade. That kind of cold aura seemed to pierce into his bones.

"Is that so? Keep your distance? Is that your principle? "And if I don't?" His voice was like wet cotton, heavy in her ears.

Why would she want to discuss this with him?

However, having said all that, she knew she had nowhere to hide.

She looked up, her expression more serene than before, but her tone was firm, "I don't think you want us to have any intimate interactions, right? It's better to be reasonable. Isn't that right, President Ling? "

She deliberately emphasized the last three words, clearly trying to put some distance between them, as if she was a stranger.

The air around her was as cold as ice. The man said nothing, his clear, deep eyes staring at her.

Zuo Zixian felt his entire body tremble, and wanted to turn and run, but he didn't know where he was going to escape to at this time. Especially since this was his house.

If she went out now, there would definitely be no car. Plus, she had almost been kidnapped, so she didn't dare to go out now.

While her mind was wandering, Ling Yi Heng reached out his long arm and grabbed her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Zuo Zi Wu was shocked and wanted to escape, but it was already too late.

The man's chaotic aura unrestrainedly sprayed onto her fair neck, turning her previously jade-like neck and ears bright red.

After that, without waiting for her to react, her overbearing and sexy lips impatiently kissed her full cherry-like lips, occupying her lips majestically and constantly exploring her softness.

He was venting his anger and enjoying her sweetness.

His movements, from hurried to slow, had finally become gentle and coquettish. He kissed her like a lover, but his hands refused to relax in the slightest.

Zuo Zi Wu's mind went blank, he knew he had to struggle free, but he didn't have the strength to break free.

She raised her head and passively accepted his passionate kiss. It was unknown if her cat's eyes were closed due to shyness or fear.

His kiss was long and long, as if it had been a century before it had stopped. Zuo Zixian felt as if his brain had lost the ability to think normally, and his cheeks were already red as if they were dyed in blood.

At this moment, his entire body was weak. He could only shakily grab onto the man's shirt to prevent himself from falling down.

He finally completely left her lips. His gaze was filled with the desire to succeed as he looked at the lips he had just tasted. They were like blossoming peach blossoms, beautiful and moving.

Zuo Zixian seemed to have been relieved of his burden, greedily breathing in large gulps of air, his black jade like hair was scattered all over his face, his dazed eyes were half lying in his arms, and his consciousness had not completely recovered.