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Zuo Ziqian hurriedly retreated back and retreated to the corner of the bed, "What does him getting close to me have to do with you?"

"You are my woman, I will not allow you to be so close to other men!" Damn it, didn't she have any sense at all?

Zuo Zixian's eyes turned sharp, "Really? Am I your woman? Or is it just a trading item? "

There was a hint of anger in her tone. She wanted to bite off her tongue after saying that. What was this? Was she hinting at something? She didn't really want to become his woman, so why did she say such sour words?

"Let me tell you, I know my relationship with you very well. You'd better stay away from me when you don't need me to be your fiancée!" She added this sentence righteously, causing the frost on Ling Yiheng's handsome face to become even more intense. His eyes also became as sharp as knives.

"Zuo Zixian, I am the one who decides the relationship between you and me! Not you! You'd better remember that! " As the man spoke, he grabbed her body as if he was infuriated, pulled her into his embrace, and lowered his head to kiss her.

His breath, with the smell of alcohol, continued to spray around her neck, domineering, not giving her any chance to resist, using his usual kissing techniques to press down on her mouth until he tasted every inch of her sweetness.

She wiped her lips vigorously, then turned her face away. "Are you satisfied? Can I go out now? "

Yet another expression as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier. This kind of attitude was something that he had always treated people with. Why would there be someone who would treat him like this?

For some reason, Ling Yiheng felt that this woman was becoming more and more fascinating to him. Was it because of her tenacity, her unruliness, or her rejection of him?

He was beginning to be uncertain about all this.

"Don't treat me like that, isn't it better to be cute? Is it always like this for me? "

Especially after seeing her smile so bright towards Rui Chenyang, it made him even angrier.

The colder she was, the more he wanted her to lose control.

He wanted to see what kind of charm the defenseless Zuo Zixian had.

Ling Yiheng could feel that her blood had never felt this kind of fanaticism and eagerness before. The desire to really subdue her also became more and more intense, to the point that it was about to burn to its highest point.

Zuo Zixian knew nothing about this.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what it means to be cute. "Perhaps, it's not to your taste. You should go find another woman."

For example, the one who attended the business party with him, Wen Xiwei. That woman would probably be very cute in private, wouldn't she?

When she thought here, she actually felt her heart ache.

Ling Yiheng smiled charmingly. Her deep eyes were filled with danger, as if Satan had arrived.

"Zuo Zixian, do you know that the more you are like this, the more I want you?" As he spoke, he moved closer to her once more and held her hand tightly.

She was warm and cuddly in his big palm, and the warmth that came from her skin startled him for a moment.

He had no idea how long it had been since he felt such warmth.

Subconsciously, he wanted more, so he got closer.

But even though he wanted to get close, she wanted to escape.

"Since you've woken up, you can go back to your hotel. Please don't stay at my place anymore, okay?" I want to sleep. " As she spoke, she tried to break away from him. The dark circles under her eyes were very obvious on her pale face, which seemed to tell him that she hadn't had a good rest in a long time.

The man felt his heart soften. He didn't let go of her hand, but switched off the light. Then, with one hand, he took off his jacket and pants.

"Go to sleep." His voice was light, without danger and coldness.

"What?" You want her to sleep with him? He might as well ask her to go back to the winery and work overtime!

"I don't want to sleep with you. If you sleep here, then I'll go to another room to sleep." After she finished speaking, she was about to walk out of the bed, but her body was forcefully pulled back by Ling Yiheng, firmly sticking to his chest.

Zuo Zixian could feel the familiar smell and traces of alcohol on him, and his heart was pounding like a drum.

"Sleep well? "Stop messing around, I want to sleep with you." he murmured, his voice like velvet in the night.

Zuo Zisheng took a deep breath and wanted to refuse, but for some reason, he couldn't open his mouth. She felt that he had become a little incomprehensible again. He had seemed so dangerous just a moment ago, but now he seemed so incredibly gentle and gentle.

She didn't know how things could have turned out like this, but the end result was that Ling Yiheng refused to let go, and Zuo Zixian spent a long time trying to push him away with his ironclad arms, before finally falling asleep.