To My Dear Mr. Huo

As her ears and temples rubbed together, her voice was like a bell and her eyes were as charming as silk. But with the final stubbornness.

"Go back to your room."

Ling Jing ignored it. Instead, he held her waist and sat down on the sofa with her in his arms.

"Right here."

"No..." Su Peizhen refused. This kind of thing can make people feel more secure in bed.

Ling Jing lowered her head and began to bite her neck.

"Yes."

The other kind of excitement left Su Peizhen speechless. I couldn't go back to the room. Ling Jing took another sip of wine and went to feed her again.

Over and over again, the red wine was finally drunk, and I got drunk. The body becomes soft and warm.

The strength of man and the softness of woman are fully integrated at this moment.

The temperature in the room is rising steadily. Everything is gradually getting out of control.

…

The rain collects and the clouds disperse. Su Peizhen just collapsed on the sofa. She had no strength and didn't want to move.

The man held her waist to prevent her from falling off the sofa. At this moment, she was glad that she had changed the sofa to a larger one for comfort.

Neither of them were wearing clothes, and the room was well heated, not cold, but even a little warm.

Ling Jing looked at Su Peizhen, lowered her head, looked at her smooth neck, and couldn't help but bite her again.

Su Peizhen really couldn't bear it anymore. She looked up at him with eyes that were almost on fire.

Ling Jing didn't care. He bit happily, nibbling once to the left and then again. After a while, Su Peizhen's shoulders and neck could no longer be seen.

"Are you a dog?"

Su Peizhen pushed his head, but Ling Jing trapped her whole body.

He lowered his head to bite her again, but tilted his head when Su Peizhen glared. She stood up and left him, but she didn't want him to hold her waist again.

She drank a little bit of wine, and that little bit of drunkenness started to get to her head. Now she needed to get some sleep.

"Again."

"Let go."

Where is Ling Jing willing to let go? He turned over, pressed on her again, and started a new round of siege.

Snowflakes started to fall outside the window at some point. This is the first snow of the new spring, and the snow falls silently. The temperature outside is slowly decreasing, but the temperature inside is slowly rising.

Su Peizhen forgot everything at this moment, maybe she was really drunk. The mind is blank, and all that can be sensed and felt is the happiness of the body in front of me.

………………

When I got up the next day, it was already silvery white outside. It rarely snows in Lin City, and she barely remembers it.

But it snows every year in Rongcheng, not only in winter, but also in spring.

Today is Saturday, so she doesn't have to go to work. Sleeping in bed is a bit lazy. There was a strong arm across her waist, and she took it away calmly. Get up.

My feet are still a little soft. Turning around and taking a look at Ling Jing, this man was really rude in some aspects.

A little red wine will not make her drunk, but will make her sober. The more sober she is, the calmer she will be.

He calmly cleaned himself up, then went to the kitchen to make himself a breakfast.

It was snowing, and she had no experience driving in the snow. Maybe she should call a car back to the villa to see Xiang Caiping later.

An extra hand appeared on her waist, and she was carried into his arms. She instinctively patted the man's hand.

"open."

"Don't let go."

Ling Jing buried her face in the crook of her neck, her eyes still half-closed, as if she hadn't woken up: "Why did you get up earlier than me? It seems that I should have come more often last night."

"I said let it go."

Su Peizhen bumped his elbow behind his back moderately. Ling Jing had to let go of her.

She took a step forward and continued what she was doing. Ling Jing was leaning on the cooking table next to her, watching Su Peizhen's movements.

She is really beautiful, with a natural elegance in her movements. He understands that it was carefully cultivated by the big family.

But besides being elegant, this woman is also very cold. Maybe it was the two years in prison, or maybe it was the fall from a great height.

She looks beautiful and charming on the surface, but deep down there is a kind of alienation and indifference that repels people thousands of miles away.

She is passionate in bed, but when she gets out of bed, she can turn against anyone. Such a contradictory individual, prickly and mysterious.

She makes people want to conquer her.

Su Peizhen still sat for two breakfasts. After all, she believed that if she didn't make two copies, she was afraid that Ling Jing would come to snatch it from her.

Two sandwiches, two glasses of milk, and a salad.

"You eat these every day, don't you find it boring?" Ling Jing sat down at the dining table and stared at the sandwich on the table: "Aren't you tired of it? How about changing it tomorrow?"

Su Peizhen didn't reply to his words. Once at the Su family's dinner table, she only had to say one word, Chinese and Western style, and a long meal was filled with various breakfasts.

She once could make Su Chenghui feel distressed for a long time with just a slight frown.

She once just said a casual word, and Li Qianxue would prepare everything she wanted.

But no matter how well you eat, no matter how much you get, once you lose it, you will find that all of it has become nothing.

Ling Jing looked a little unhappy at the indifferent expression on her face. Su Peizhen, who is so passionate in bed at night, is even more likable.

"It's snowing. How about we go play after dinner?"

Su Peizhen's reaction was to raise his head and look at him coldly, and then didn't answer his words at all.

After dinner, Su Peizhen plunged into the study. She has made a lot of money recently, and the company is slowly starting to pick up. Her ambitions don't stop there. She has several feasible plans in hand, and she plans to implement them one by one.

She has a lot of time and life is boring.

Apart from occasionally accompanying Xiang Caiping, she couldn't find anything else that could get her much attention. Making money is one thing.

Using the abilities she had learned from Su Chenghui and Li Qianxue to do these things gave her the illusion that she was still related to her past life.

But this time her job didn't last long, Ling Jing came in. Holding a glass of water in hand.

"Give."

"Leave it alone, I'm not thirsty."

"You should drink water even if you are not thirsty." Ling Jing put down the water and bent down to look at her: "The book says that people should drink eight glasses of water a day."

Ling Jing looked at her with a faint smile on her face. When he smiles, those beautiful phoenix eyes will rise a little.

"And I poured this glass of water with my own hands."

When did the young master of the Ling family pour water for others? Neither the old man nor the empress dowager in his family had ever enjoyed such treatment.

How dare this damn woman refuse? It really needs to be sorted out.

Su Peizhen looked at the glass of water, then looked up at Ling Jing. Don't quite understand his operation. But it was just for a moment, and I soon figured it out again.

If you have nothing to do, you will be diligent. If you are not annihilating, you will be stealing.

She was keeping him cold during this time, and he probably didn't have any money to spend, right?

Su Peizhen had to work now, so he took out his mobile phone and opened a certain payment software without thinking too much. A few brushing operations. The last is the transfer record of 100,000.

"Okay, you can go out."

Showing the page to Ling Jing, she felt that this should be enough to "send" him away.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jing, who was still smiling, suddenly changed her face.

"You——" Ling Jing was angry.

He had made a plan before to make Su Peizhen fall in love with him and then dump her.

So he poured water for her in such a condescending manner, how could he know that this damn woman didn't appreciate it and thought he was short of money?

When had he, the majestic young master of the Ling family, been treated like this?

Young Master Ling's face turned green. Instead of leaving, he took a step forward. He stretched out his hand to pull Su Peizhen up, wanting to teach her a lesson.

Su Peizhen ignored him, turned around and looked at the computer screen, fingers flying.

Sensing Ling Jing's approach, she turned her head to look at him.

"go out."

"Woman-" You really pissed me off. Ling Jing refused to go out. Not only did she not leave, but she pulled her up.

"Ling Jing?"

"A hundred thousand for a glass of water? Then should I do more for you?"

Ling Jing's height and size had an absolute advantage, so she picked her up and threw her to the bed next to her.

Su Peizhen's body bounced twice, but she was not injured, but she was dissatisfied. She didn't plan to go out, so she was naturally wearing pajamas.

Just when she wanted to get up, the man pressed on her again.

"Ling Jing, get out of here."

"How can I go out?" Ling Jing laughed angrily: "You have paid, I have to make you feel that it is worth your money, right?"

"I don't want to--"

"But I want to." Ling Jing lowered her head and bit her lip, really biting it, with anger and venting.

"I think."

"Ling Jing——"

The roles seemed to be reversed at this moment. Even if Su Peizhen tried her best to resist, she still could not escape in the end. Under the man's absolute power advantage, her resistance was not worth mentioning. Or maybe she didn't want to resist.

………………

The two of them failed to go out, and Su Peizhen also failed to complete his plan.

When you meet a young boy like Ling Jing, he is very annoying. Her waist was about to break. On a weekend, apart from taking care of basic physiological needs, the two of them basically spent the rest of the time in bed.

If it were normal Su Peizhen, he would never give Ling Jing this chance.

But right now, she really wants to use these superficial happiness to forget some things. After two days of nonsense, Su Peizhen forced himself to focus on business again.

The snow in Rongcheng has long since stopped, the weather has cleared up, and Su Peizhen has begun a new round of career ambitions.

When I got off work, I met with a few clients. They are all old fried dough sticks. You come and go with me for a long time, but I don't give a definite answer.

Su Peizhen understood the psychology of these people and simply retracted his original attitude of wanting to cooperate. Postpone the negotiation date.

She learned all her business skills from Su Chenghui. Su Chenghui has always been about mutual benefit and win-win. She didn't think these old foxes would suffer.

He bites and refuses to let go, just because he wants to gain more benefits.

After talking for a long time and unable to reach an agreement, Su Peizhen was not even willing to eat with this group of people. The meeting ended immediately.

Because of the client meeting, Su Peizhen, who was already late from get off work, still chose to go back to Rongyuan. This was just a subconscious reaction. She knew in her heart that wanting to return to Rongcheng didn't mean anything. Being with Ling Jing is very relaxing, not because Ling Jing makes her like him more, but because the simple nurturing and being kept relationship with Ling Jing makes her feel safe.

Ling Jing now represents safety to her.

But this time, she noticed something was wrong as soon as she entered the door.

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