Chapter 1337: The Story of Ling and Heng (600)
Chapter 1337: The Story of Ling and Heng (600)
However, as soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, the man suddenly held her waist and pressed her into his arms. Feng Ling said in a low voice, "What are you doing..." Before she could finish her words, the man's hot kiss pressed down.
Li Nanheng held her waist with one hand and held her chin with the other, forcing her to look up and accept his passionate kiss.
Feng Ling's lips were slightly agape because she had yet to finish her words. He easily pried open her teeth, intertwined his tongue with hers, and kissed her hard, as though he wanted to swallow her whole.
Feng Ling hurriedly made an "uu" sound. She instinctively rushed to turn off the heater, or her shirt would definitely be ruined.
Under her resistance, the man seemed to instantly understand her main intention. He still held her tightly with one hand and reached out with the other. He pressed the switch under the ironware, cut off the power, and held her tightly.
Li Nanheng's domineering kiss almost overwhelmed all of her emotions. His hot breath filled her mouth, causing her to tremble instinctively. All of her strength seemed to be snatched away by this man in an instant. Feng Ling's legs weakened. As the man's kiss deepened, she strangely recalled the times when she lived in the jungle. Every time she wanted to have a good night's sleep, he would kiss her until her body turned soft and she had to go through thick and thin with him.
It was precisely because of those memories that Feng Ling's body instinctively softened. His kiss was too fierce, and his heavy breath brushed against her face, causing her eyes to well up with tears.
More importantly, the man carried her and turned to sit on the sofa by the side. She was pressed against his lap and held tightly in his arms. There was almost no gap between the two of them.
Feng Ling pressed her hands against the man's hard chest. She could only hear his heavy breathing and the intimate sounds of their lips and tongues touching. Even the sounds of her resistance against being kissed were completely blocked in his mouth.
Li Nanheng's burning palm was pressed against her waist, but he seemed to be dissatisfied. His hand moved around her body heavily. Feng Ling was forced to lean toward him to receive another round of passionate kisses.
After a long while, Li Nanheng finally let go of her red and swollen lips. He panted, his deep and dark gaze still landing on her face.
At this moment, Feng Ling finally managed to catch her breath. She had to admit that her body was soft and her cheeks were red. Her black and white eyes seemed to have been washed several times. They were hazy and moist. More importantly, her eyes were still slightly dazed. It was as though she had just been ironed. Why was she suddenly kissed for so long by this man? It was as though her soul had left her body. She felt as though she had returned to the jungle. She was busy with the little things in the small wooden cabin and was busy eating and wearing clothes. At the same time, this man could pick her up and kiss her anytime.
Seeing that she was still in a daze, Li Nanheng held her face and swallowed her lips again.
"Uu..." Feng Ling suddenly came back to herself and pressed her hands against his chest to stop him from coming any closer. Her voice was a bit broken from the kiss." Li Nanheng, you... uu..."
If he continued to kiss her, she really could not take it anymore.
Li Nanheng had always been very aggressive, but he had always restrained all of his aggressiveness in front of her, weakening his own domineering instincts. However, this man who was no longer suppressing everything made it difficult for her to resist. Ten months ago, she didn't expect him to do that in the car...
Now she knew that this man could really do anything without restraint.
A red light lit up in her heart, warning her that this man could push her onto the bed at any time. Even if his arm was injured, he could still press her down and do whatever he wanted.
In the past, he was always too polite to her. Now, Li Nanheng was often too rude to her.
Due to her struggle, Li Nanheng only paused for a moment before pressing her hands down. He did not allow her to refuse and continued kissing. He bit her lips and kissed her until her head was dizzy. The wall of consciousness seemed to have been shattered.
No.
She had only come to check on him because of the injury on his arm. Unlike what Qin Shuke had said, she would rather treat Li Nanheng with a better attitude than smile at those difficult partners.
She only came to take a look at her wounds. She did not offer herself or make a deal with him.
But what was this now?
Why was she suddenly kissed again?
She had just ironed his clothes!
Feng Ling's mind was in a mess. When he finally let go of her, the woman in his arms was stunned and didn't come back to herself for a long time. Although her cheeks were red, and she looked drunk/
"You don't like it?" He bit her earlobe, his voice low and husky, extremely seductive.
Feng Ling was about to speak when the man chuckled softly. His smile was heavy and husky. "Why aren't you speaking? Why do you have to iron my clothes like a little wife? I couldn't hold it in anymore. I forced myself not to pull you onto the bed but just sat on the sofa and kissed you for a while. Why do you look like you've been bullied by me? Why do I look like I'm bullying you?"
As he spoke, he held her even more tightly in his arms, letting her feel the urgency of a certain part of him.
Feng Ling immediately stiffened and was about to stand up. The man watched as she familiarized herself with the changes in his body but didn't want to feel it. He then watched her red and swollen lips and messy hair and couldn't help chuckling softly.
He caressed her cheek, his hot breath brushing against her face. "If you have the patience to iron my clothes for me, why can't you spare some of your patience to feel my love for you? How long more do you want to keep me cold?"
Feng Ling quickly got up and was pulled back into his arms by the man. This time, she did not sit on him but lay in his arms.