After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

"He's not dead."

Sang Zhi repeated, the tip of her nose was a little sore. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the sourness in her heart, her eyes were extremely firm.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes with a calm expression. He looked at her and smiled without saying a word.

"Such a firm tone? Then why did you hold me when you were drunk and treat me as Yixun in your mouth...asked me if I was alive and asked me where I had gone..."

Zhuo Yijin spoke lazily, his eyes were deep and there was a hint of sarcasm in them.

"He's not dead."

He must not be dead.

Sangzhi thought silently in his heart.

"Miss Sang... seems to love that man named Yixun very much. If you love her so much and can't let go, why did you fall in love with... Xie Fengyi again?"

Zhuo Yijing glanced at her calmly, his eyes were cold and cold, he curled his lips and raised a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"none of your business."

Sang Zhi clenched her palms tightly, looked into his cold and distant eyes, and spoke with a cold voice.

She gritted her teeth, her face was as pale as frost, and her expression was a little dazed. She raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite her, meeting his eyes.

Zhuo Yijing's eyes are beautiful.

His eyes are as deep as ancient pools, making people sink into them inadvertently.

Sang Zhi inexplicably did not dare to look at him. His eyes were too hot, but also too cold and distant. Sometimes they were so deep that he seemed to see through all her thoughts at a glance.

Maybe even take control of yourself.

Sangzhi was a little scared.

Zhuo Yijing just looked at her quietly, his calm and deep eyes without any emotion.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, with a stiff smile on her lips. She looked at him and spoke in a low voice, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Zhuo, I've thought about it. It's better to choose a day than to hit it... If you are free today, let's get things done."

She didn't want to delay it either.

She was afraid that the longer the favor was delayed, the more she would owe...

Zhuo Yi admired this man, which made her feel guilty and scared for no reason.

Sang Zhi carefully stared at Zhuo Yijing's face, afraid of missing any of his expressions.

But he just looked at her.

It was like looking at a stranger. Although his eyes were deep and dark, they were calm and showed no other emotions at all.

After waiting for a long time, Zhuo Yijing didn't speak.

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, lowered her eyelids, her fine and long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyebrows tightened.

Zhuo Yijing's words just now clearly meant that he didn't want money, he wanted people.

He wanted to sleep with her.

But now, he said nothing.

Are you hesitating again?

Sang Zhi licked her dry lips and clenched her hands tightly.

It seemed like a world had passed before she waited for the man to speak.

Zhuo Yijing did not directly agree or refuse, but instead returned the decision-making and choice rights to her.

"Are you sure? You won't regret it?"

The man's nice, deep voice came slowly, with a hint of teasing and playfulness in his tone, as well as a touch of sarcasm.

Hearing his words, Sang Zhi felt confused and stunned for a moment.

Zhuo Yi is really conflicted about this person.

He was the one who was pressing hard every step of the way... and he was the one who clearly said he didn't want money and wanted people.

Sangzhi was a little confused.

sure?Will you regret it?

She tugged at her lips, smiled softly, and her eyes darkened.

"I'm sure... I won't regret it. I owe this to Mr. Zhuo. We... each get what we need..."

Sangzhi bit her lower lip and whispered.

Today is over.

From now on, I will completely draw a clear line with Zhuo Yijing.

"Mr. Zhuo, today...I am yours..."

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth and blushed so hard that he almost bled.She didn't dare to raise her head without looking into the man's deep and indifferent eyes.

Zhuo Yijing pursed his lips, and his dark eyes fell on Sang Zhi's delicate face. He lowered his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking. His eyelashes pressed two thin shadows under his eyes, and the light from the window slowly came in. , his profile is more resolute and handsome, with clear and hard lines outlining his facial contours, making him look particularly emotionless and indifferent.

At this moment, the only sound in the huge living room was the rhythmic sound of Zhuo Yijin's fingertips gently tapping the table.

The wait was long and painful.

Sang Zhi clenched her palms and slowly raised her eyes, but in an instant, her eyes met with the man's. The man looked directly at her, and her heartbeat seemed to suddenly skip a beat.

She couldn't read his eyes.

Calm and without desire.

"Ah."

After a long time, Zhuo Yijing sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

He looked at her, his eyes darkened, his thin lips slightly opened, and he spoke word by word.

"come over."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips, not quite understanding what he meant, but she still walked around the table towards him, taking each step with great difficulty.

When she was about to get close to Zhuo Yijing, her wrist was suddenly pulled roughly by the man's long arm.

Sang Zhi fell heavily on Zhuo Yijing's lap, and suddenly screamed, her hands subconsciously pressed on his thighs, looking at him with wide eyes, but before she could react, the back of her head was tightly grasped by the man's big palm. Hold tight.

Zhuo Yijing clasped her neck, his handsome face pressed down on her forcefully, his lips were cold and soft, his strong posture was like a beast robbing food, Sangzhi couldn't resist it at all.

She even felt his anger coming from nowhere. At first, she closed her lips tightly to prevent the man from intruding, but she didn't expect Zhuo Yijing to bite her lips viciously. Later, she saw Zhuo Yijing's dark and deep There was a touch of ridicule in her eyes, staring at him blankly, her body tensed, and her lips slightly parted stiffly.

Sang Zhi only felt that her breathing was messy and rapid. She was dragged and carried directly to the sofa in the living room by Zhuo Yijing. During this period, Zhuo Yijing never let go of her, and his heavy breathing lingered in her ears.

Sang Zhi was pressed on the sofa by the man, and she was a little distracted by the kiss.

"Zhuo, Zhuo... Curtain... If you don't want to go, go upstairs."

There are floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, and I always feel ashamed to do such a thing in the living room.

Zhuo Yi admires this person... and he really doesn't pick places.

Sangzhi blushed deeply.

"What are you afraid of? No one comes, no one watches."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes dark and gloomy, then he took her hand and placed it on her lower abdomen.

The moment Sang Zhi touched it, he felt that his whole body was about to be burned. He was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand, but Zhuo Yizhi held it tightly and quickly closed his eyes.

"You... are obscene." Sang Zhi was speechless.

Zhuo Yijing sneered, his eyes were deep, and his words contained a touch of sarcasm, "You are pure. Why are you blushing? Didn't you say that I can do whatever I want today? This is just the beginning, and there is something more obscene still to come. later."

"..."

Sang Zhi was speechless for a moment and ignored him. Her ears were all glowing with a faint pink color.

Zhuo Yi saw that her face was so red that it was almost bleeding, and she looked like she was pure lust. He understood in his heart, lowered his head and pecked her lips again.

Sang Zhi never opened her eyes. She didn't dare to look at Zhuo Yijing, and she didn't want to see her current appearance in Zhuo Yijing's eyes.

Zhuo Yijing squinted his eyes to look at her, his eyes getting darker and darker, and his big palm was still holding Sang Zhi's hand.

He stared at her face, which was red from nervousness and fear. She looked cute and seductive, and the man's eyes were instantly filled with strong lust.

Zhuo Yijing twitched her lips, raised her lips slightly, and with an imperceptible tenderness, lowered her head to kiss her small earlobe.

The original ambiguous atmosphere was suddenly broken by the ringtone of the mobile phone on the dining table.

Only then did Sang Zhi's thoughts become clearer. Her eyes were half-closed, her cheeks were flushed, and her voice was soft. She subconsciously retracted her hand and reached out to push the man on top of her.

"Hand...mobile phone."

Her cell phone rang.

Zhuo Yijing was a little less interested, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, and his eyes were dark.

The cell phone kept ringing.

Zhuo Yijing felt even more depressed. He pursed his lips and stared at her with eyes that became darker and deeper. He let go of Sang Zhi.

Sang Zhi bit her lip and looked at Zhuo Yijing with a red face as he took a few steps back. The man's face was extremely dark. Sang Zhi's eyes fell on somewhere on him, feeling a little guilty and apologetic.

The phone kept ringing, so she stood up and pulled up her skirt, which leaked her beauty. Ignoring the man's ambiguous and deep gaze, she quickly stood up and walked to the dining table to pick up the phone.

When she saw the note on the phone screen, Sang Zhi's face changed slightly and she quickly pressed the connect button.

"Hello, are you a family member of Ms. Feng Qiuling?"

"Yes, I am her daughter."

Sang Zhi's palms slowly tightened, and his face changed slightly.

"Ms. Feng Qiuling is emotionally disturbed and ran away suddenly just now. Please come here quickly."