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Zuo Ziqian's heart beat even faster as he hurried to dodge to the side. However, he accidentally stepped on a rock on the road and she stumbled towards the house, crashing into the ground.

She inhaled a breath of cold air from the pain and frowned deeply. However, Ling Yiheng was standing in front of her, as if he had no intention of helping her up.

Zuo Zixian felt a burst of embarrassment. He endured the pain and used his key to open the door. Just as he was about to go in, Ling Yiheng blocked the door with his huge body, preventing her from going in.

She had some doubts as to what was going on with him. Just as she was about to speak, he took another step forward.

She didn't know what he was going to do, but she was on guard. She hurriedly opened the door and walked inside, hoping that Zhou Heng would take Ling Yiheng away. There was no way she could deal with this man. Especially now, she didn't even know if he was drunk or not.

He really didn't know why Zhou Heng was so sure that he was drunk. Was he really a drunk person?

Just as she was about to call out to Zhou Heng, the door was closed from the inside.

She was surprised and angry at the same time. "Ling Yiheng, what are you trying to do?" Open the door and leave my house! "

It was really strange. She really shouldn't have been kind to him at all.

At this moment, Ling Yiheng, who hadn't said anything for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth, "Zuo Zixian, aren't you trying to tempt me?"

"What?" What was he talking about? Why couldn't she understand him?

"Zuo Zixian, why are you so unreal? Are you my dream?" His expression was somewhat perplexed, his gaze sweeping over her face. He even extended a hand and directly grabbed onto her lower jaw.

Before Zuo Zixian could recover his wits, he was immediately frightened by this man's actions again, and his heart beat as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He jerked his head down and kissed her lips.

She could feel the strong taste of alcohol in her mouth. It was mixed with the taste of fruits, slightly sweet, making her feel slightly tipsy.

She should have pushed him away, but she seemed to get drunk with him and even let go of her hand.

Ling Yiheng, what exactly happened to him? Why is he always in heat like a stallion?

She started to say stop, but he pried open her teeth and put his tongue deep into her mouth and began to turn it passionately.

His lips and tongue had the hottest temperature, constantly picking out her beauty and sweetness, writing French love songs with hot kisses.

As Zuo Zixian tried to push him away, he accidentally bit his tongue. She immediately let go, but her face was already as red as a ripe peach.

His tongue had never stayed in her mouth for so long, and it was incredibly coquettish and intoxicating.

The man was stunned, as if the pain from her teeth had brought him back to his senses.

It had been years since he'd had a drink like this, and it was still the strongest vodka he'd ever had. He hadn't expected the aftereffects to be so strong, and the image of Zuo Zixian had never faded from his mind since the last cup.

Even now, she was clearly not by his side and had gone to be with Rui Chenyang. How could she suddenly appear in his arms and be with him?

At this moment, she was like a young girl who had just started her love affair. She had a boundless purity and grace, causing him to go crazy because of her appearance.

His throat moved, and he felt as if all the blood in his body was boiling, burning, and his body was abnormally hot, as if there was something he couldn't wait to vent.

He looked at her like a hawk, with a longing for prey.

The next moment, he made his move. He once again kissed her lips, and continued to suck out everything he wanted from her.

Zuo Zixian felt like his whole body was going to collapse from his kiss, his body kept sliding down until he was about to fall down, he just in time to wrap his arm around her.

Then he roughly took off her jacket with both hands, stroked the dress inside her, and stroked it all the way down to her chest.

Zuo Zizhen opened his eyes wide in shock, wanting to stop him, but found that he couldn't move at all. Moreover, he had long been kissed to the point where he didn't know where he was. His entire body seemed to have been set ablaze.

This man was simply a Satan from hell, a scoundrel who wanted to lure others into committing a crime.

Slowly he reached into the hem of her skirt and touched her silky thighs with what looked like a hand on fire. When Zuo Zixian felt such a touch, he abruptly moved his leg, wanting to stop him and use his gagged mouth to protest vaguely.

However, the protest was futile. Not only did he not stop, he became even more presumptuous than before.

His hand slowly moved from the base of her thigh all the way to her lower abdomen, then climbed all the way up to her chest.