After walking into the wrong room, the president tried to mess with me every night

Each other's soft lips were a bit cold, there was no warmth when they were pressed together, only endless desolation and boredom.

The strong smell of tobacco filled the tip of her nose, and Ye Linglan felt disgusted in her heart.

She stretched out her hand to push Feng Yu away.

Feng Yu's hand on her waist gradually increased in strength, causing Ye Linglan to feel a slight pain.

She struggled hard, but only caused the other party to plunder more crazily. The tongue invading her mouth made her feel extremely ridiculous.

I don't know when I lost my umbrella, and it was blown far away by the strong wind.

Ye Linglan retreated again and again.

Finally, he retreated under the eaves and had to stop when his back was pressed against the wall and his escape was blocked.

Feng Yu chased her, one hand protecting the back of her head.

No matter how Ye Linglan struggled, he clung to her tightly, biting her lips hard, wishing he could rub her into his body so that he would no longer have to listen to those harsh and hurtful words she said.

Ye Linglan also got angry and bit him hard, refusing to let go until he bled.

Feng Yu was in pain, and instead of letting go of his hand around her waist, he tightened his grip even harder.

He didn't think he had committed any unforgivable capital crime. He and Huo Qianbing were innocent, so why didn't he listen to his explanation?

Isn't it because I like him so much that I get jealous and angry?

Since you like him, why can't you give him more understanding and tolerance? Why are you always so harsh on him?

Now it was obvious that she had done something wrong first, not only running away with other men, but also killing their children. He didn't blame her, and even came to coax her in a low voice. Why couldn't he just give in?

Or does it mean that a woman will become cruel and tough once she changes her mind?

He couldn't accept this ending!

A bastard like Mo Sang could get a smile from her, so why should he be so mean to only him?

The anger and resentment suppressed in the bottom of my heart, mixed with a trace of unwillingness, just burst out unbearably.

He hugged Ye Linglan and turned into a hidden corner, and reached into the hem of his clothes with his troubled hands.

Ye Linglan couldn't believe it and struggled even harder.

"Feng Yu, are you a dog? Are you in love anytime and anywhere? If you want to do it, go find your Huo Qianbing!"

Feng Yu ignored her resistance and tore her clothes apart with force.

It was late at night, and the surroundings were so quiet that there wasn't even a ghost.

"I don't want to!" Ye Linglan's body began to tremble because she was too scared. "Feng Yu, if you really dare to touch me, I will call the police."

"Don't think that being the CEO of the Feng family can cover the sky with one hand! If something like this happens, Mingyue will definitely help me!"

Feng Yu's movements froze, and his confused emotions gradually sobered up due to her words.

He was finally willing to leave her lips and saw her eyes full of disgust and fear.

There was nothing more hurtful than her look in his eyes. His heart seemed to be stabbed hard by something, and the sudden pain made him feel extremely unfamiliar.

Feng Yu pinched her chin and gritted his teeth, "Ye Linglan, you are my woman! If you want to get rid of me completely, it's a dream!"

Ye Linglan couldn't move her face and simply stared at him. The scrutiny and ridicule in her eyes made him red with anger.

Feng Yu suddenly picked her up, opened the car door and threw her in.

The rain was so heavy that the two of them were soaked in less than a minute from the eaves to the side of the car.

Ye Linglan was forced into the car and no longer struggled, but just stared at him calmly and disgustedly.

"I am really crazy to believe Feng Yu. After I tell you clearly, you can let go."

Feng Yu closed the car door hard and pressed her under him.

Ye Linglan turned her head away and remained motionless.

Feng Yu opened her clothes and kissed her cold collarbone.

Ye Linglan lay softly, no matter what he did, she would not struggle again.

This dead fish-like appearance made him completely confused.

He lay weakly on top of her, filled with anger and grievance, almost suffocating him.

"Suzuland, no matter what I do, you will never forgive me?"

"Yes!" Ye Linglan just looked at him with cold eyes, "Unless you die."

Fengyu's disguised strength finally collapsed.

He didn't do all this just to make Suzuran hate him.

He just wanted her to come back to him, wanted to see her surrender and beg for mercy, and wanted her to be like before.

I want her to wait for him to come home every day, and her eyes will be filled with stars when she sees him.

Feng Yu's rationality gradually returned, and he straightened her messed up clothes and tightened her collar.

He hugged her desperately, resting his chin on her thin shoulder, "Lily of the Suzu, I didn't mean it just now."

Ye Linglan remained motionless and let him hold her, letting his warm tears drip into her collar.

However, she could no longer feel any excitement in her heart.

Half a year ago, if she hadn't been so heartbroken, she wouldn't have followed Feng Yunting to such a ghost place.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yu finally opened the car door, walked far away, picked up the umbrella, and put it in her hand.

"You go back and have a good rest. I will come back to you when your anger subsides."

Ye Linglan got out of the car, held an umbrella, and strode back.

Feng Yu stood in the heavy rain and watched Ye Linglan disappear into the rain curtain.

She didn't look back, not even once.

Feng Yu let the rain wash over his body, and he refused to get back to the car to hide from the rain.

It wasn't until my fingertips became numb and my lips were cold and blue that I got into the car and drove away.

Ye Linglan went home, took a hot bath, and lay down in a dry and soft bed before she completely recovered.

She didn't sleep well all night and got up at dawn.

Thinking of Mo Sang, who was hospitalized because of her, she went to a nearby supermarket to buy some soup ingredients and followed the online tutorial to make a pot of soothing and brain-boosting soup.

She slowly walked out of the community carrying the soup and hailed a taxi to go to the hospital.

Mo Sang was shocked when he saw her for the first time.

"Did you become a thief at night?"

Ye Linglan looked at him speechlessly with two dark circles under her eyes, "I got up early in the morning to make soup for you."

Mo Sang couldn't believe that she was being treated like this, and looked expectantly at the thermos bucket in her hand, "What's in it?"

"Gastrodia fish head soup." Ye Linglan opened the insulation cover, "This is my first time trying to make this kind of soup, you can't dislike it."

As the lid opens, the hot aroma instantly fills the air.

Mo Sang's face smiled like a flower.

"I definitely won't dislike it!"

At this age, it was the first time someone made soup for him in person. He was too late to be moved, so how could he still dislike it without knowing why.

Ye Linglan served him a bowl.

Mo Sang took it and drank it, his eyes brightened with happiness.

“It tastes really good.”

Ye Linglan was also happy when someone praised the food she made. "Then drink more."

Mo Sang drank three or four bowls in a dignified manner. Ye Linglan was worried that he would drink too much, so she refused to stop.

He looked satisfied, "This time I was injured and hospitalized, it was worth it. I think I can stay for another two weeks."

Now he may not be happy even if the doctor asks him to be discharged from the hospital.

If you stay a few more days, not only can you be lazy and not work, but you can also drink soup made by Ye Linglan himself.

Ye Linglan put away the bowls and chopsticks, and stared at him when she heard what he said.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Even if you recover and are discharged from the hospital, I can continue to make food for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ward suddenly became quiet.

This is too ambiguous.

Mo Sang didn't dare to answer the call, for fear that he would make a mistake and embarrass the other party.