"Why didn't you tell me what happened at the winery?" His gaze was unwavering, and he did not allow her to avoid his gaze.
Zuo Zi Wu looked down and saw that he was holding his own hand, even though he was shocked by his question, but he maintained his calm expression.
"Tell you what? And give up my pride and beg you? " Her tone was cold and there was no warmth in her eyes.
Ling Yi Heng's expression changed. The anger in his eyes seemed to be able to burn everything around him.
The hand holding onto her unconsciously tightened, "You want me to help you so that you can give up your self-esteem? Does he have a lot of self-respect just by dressing up like that to see Rui Chenyang? "
She stared at Ling Yiheng. She did not feel any fear, but after a moment of astonishment, a wisp of mist filled her eyes.
"What I do is my business, it's none of your business!" She gritted her teeth and spoke stubbornly.
However, his cold attitude was no longer the same as before. He was still able to affect all of his emotions.
"Then what the hell is going on?" His voice slowed a bit, suppressing his anger.
"Mind your own business, I've already said that we shouldn't bother each other in the future!" She forced his hand away and turned to leave.
Ling Yiheng pulled her back, pressed her against the wall, and said word by word, "Zuo Ziqian, you better explain it to me!"
"What, what are you going to do with me if I don't explain?" She gave a cold snort. A trace of ridicule flashed through her clear and bright black eyes. However, there was a tragic and tired expression on her face.
The man's starry eyes were filled with fire, but after seeing the sliver of weakness that she inadvertently revealed, he felt his heart soften.
"Speak, why didn't you tell me about the winery? What is your relationship with Rui Chenyang? " His voice was cold, but the strength in his hands had clearly lessened.
Damn it, he was actually afraid of her pain, and her fatigue made his heart ache.
He didn't like the feeling that things were about to get out of hand, and he was no longer the one who could control the situation.
Zuo Zixian sneered, his expression tainted with sadness, "Why should I tell you this? Does this have anything to do with you? Or do you think you can control me just because you're my creditor? "
He could flirt with other women as he liked, but she had only eaten a few meals with Rui Chen Yang. Wasn't that laughable?
"Left Scholar! You want to make me angry! " Ling Yiheng couldn't believe that his usually calm self would be furious because of this woman's short sentence.
But she regained her calm and indifferent expression, and gently closed her eyes, "Are you alright? If there's nothing else, then let me go and let me rest. "
She didn't intend to go upstairs. She planned to spend the night on the sofa in the living room and leave during the day.
"Don't even think about it!" He roared loudly and immediately took off his handsome face. He pulled her into his embrace. Her actions were rough and did not have any gentleness to it.
His hand closed around her waist to prevent her from moving away, then he sealed her lips with a kiss, agilely releasing his anger in her mouth.
This kiss came quickly and fiercely, Zuo Zixian wasn't prepared at all, he pressed the back of his head to the ground and kissed until the sky turned dark.
His cold, strong breath rushed into her mouth, and his thin lips stimulated all her senses and nerves, making her almost lose her ability to think.
She angrily opened her eyes. Her eyes that were filled with anger reflected the man's enchanting face that was so close to her. She was so meticulously sculpted that there were no flaws to be found within it.
His slightly distorted face made him look like an Asura who was on fire, filled with the beauty of a murderous rage.
When he gradually let go of her lips and kissed her white, jade-like neck, Zuo Zisheng seemed to have instantly recovered his rationality and fiercely pushed him away.
She staggered to the side, reaching out to grab a corner of the bar before she steadied herself.
"Ling Yiheng, you beast!" She could not help but curse. Her delicate face was so red that it seemed as if it was about to drip blood. It gave her a vivid appearance.
"You forced me." Ling Yiheng took a deep breath and walked to her side, with undisguised desire in his eyes. Zuo Zisheng vigilantly took another step back, just in case he got closer.
"Don't come over." Seeing that he was getting closer, Zuo Zizhen couldn't help but to remind him, but his weak voice didn't have any power to intimidate.
This day was already tiring enough, plus after being pestered by him so many times, he didn't have any strength left. Even if he wanted to run, he wouldn't be able to.
Ling Yi Heng frowned slightly, not liking her resistance.
He stepped forward and held her hand, pressing down behind her so that she could not move.
"Ling Yiheng, you bastard! Let me go! " Zuo Zixian was so angry that he kicked him, the heels of his high heels hitting him right in the calf.
The man groaned, but didn't let go of her.
"Is that how you treat Rui Chen Yang? Or are you just not going to let me touch you now that you like him? " He didn't know why, but he suddenly blurted out these cruel words towards her red and angry face.
Before Zuo Zixian could argue, his lips were once again covered by Ling Yiheng, and he had even pressed her body down on the bar.
The sharp smell of his own body assaulted his brain, and he felt as if he were about to run out of oxygen, as if he were about to faint.
The feeling of being kissed so fiercely was like surfing in the sea, as if it was about to be eroded and devoured by an indescribable excitement.
He felt helpless, but he couldn't stop himself.
Zuo Zixian couldn't speak and couldn't move his hands. His almond-shaped eyes were wide open, but Ling Yiheng didn't notice.
Her high heels were kicked away by her, and right now, her entire body did not pose the slightest bit of a threat to him. No matter how much strength those soft legs had used, the kick that landed on his body didn't feel painful at all.
Especially now that he was so possessive of her that her kicking couldn't stop him.
Instead of stopping, his kiss grew wilder and wilder, as if he wanted to swallow her whole, and everything around him seemed to be warming up because of his movements.
Zuo Zixian was kissed until he felt weak all over, paralyzed to the point where he could only helplessly let him play around with it.
After much difficulty, he finally loosened his grip on her back and wrapped it around her waist. He then carried her horizontally as he walked upstairs.
"Ling Yiheng, put me down!" Zuo Zisheng's fist landed on Ye Mo's body, but he couldn't muster any strength. It seemed like he had used up all of his strength while struggling just now.
"Are you sure you want me to?" Ling Yiheng asked coldly, his sharp eyes locking onto her captivating red face. His long black hair fluttered in the air like a curtain, making him look a bit coquettish.
"Of course!" Zuo Zixian answered almost without thinking, feeling embarrassed and annoyed by his actions.
The man looked at her steadily, then let go of her hand and stepped back.
He was about to fall down the stairs, but he couldn't find any support, so in a moment of desperation, she had to hold onto Ling Yiheng's neck to prevent herself from falling down.
Panting, he raised his head only to see the smile in Ling Yiheng's eyes. It was a smile filled with arrogance and madness, as if he also saw a faint trace of doting.
She looked at his smile in a daze and felt it was unreal.
While she was distracted, Ling Yiheng had already carried her upstairs.
When he came back to his senses, he was already on Ling Yiheng's bed.
"Hey, what are you doing? I don't want to stay here. " She tried to get up from his bed, but was startled by the man's appearance. "What are you doing? Go away! "
The face looked even more impeccable in the light of the room's lamps, its eyebrows were like ink paintings, and its eyes were deep.
However, the danger in his eyes made Zuo Zixian even more nervous.
"This is my bed." The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a crafty smile. His black eyes seemed to be able to move her heart as they flickered.
The red blush on her face was even more obvious, but the anger in her eyes only made her look even more beautiful and charming, making him want to get closer to her.
Zuo Zixian's heart raced even more, and he didn't even dare to blink, afraid that Ling Yiheng would do something that she wouldn't be able to handle.
"Go away, I'll go down. I won't be in your room." She stared at him as if he were a wild beast that could pounce at any time.
However, the truth was that Ling Yiheng was almost like a wild beast now.
It was just that the wild beasts liked fresh animal bodies, while he liked the charming and charming Zuo Zixian in front of him.
"As long as I don't allow it, you can't leave." The man's voice rang out in her ears one word at a time, striking right into her heart. It was so firm and domineering that it seemed to look down on everything.
The next moment, another kiss came down.
This time, Zuo Zixian could feel that it wasn't just her breathing which became erratic, Ling Yiheng's breathing also became heavier and heavier.
Her hands trembled as she tried to push him away, but he held her tightly and placed her on his chest, unable to move.
Her lips were gripped by him, and she felt a burning sensation in her mouth and in her whole body.
"Zuo Zixian, you're not allowed to leave." The voice was low and low, full of emotion she had never felt before.
She couldn't tell what it was like, only that she was intoxicated by his kiss, that her eyes were misty, and that everything around her was beginning to blur.
The warm breath that came from her lips went from her cherry lips to her collarbone, to her neck, and then to her earlobes.
She felt that her body was very hot. In the end, she was unable to control the boiling heat in her body. She couldn't help but follow his aura, and took the initiative to kiss his perfect, thin lips.
It was like their bodies were on fire. Finally, they tightly embraced each other …