After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

Cheng Sihan watched the speeding motorcycle disappear into the night, and turned his head to look at Ling Shuang, who was still waving vigorously.

Cheng Sihan could not have imagined that one day he would become an accomplice, sneaking into Chencang and sending Xu Qin to a man whose whole family opposed him.

In the past, he would not care about these things, let alone interfere.

He didn't know why his head got hot, so he agreed to Ling Shuang and lied to his grandmother.

He thought that he only needed a submissive and comfortable Ling Shuang to relieve the desire he had been holding back for seven days. Not for anything else.

"How happy is it to be an accomplice in an affair?" Cheng Sihan couldn't help but tease.

When Ling Shuang heard this, she stopped waving, frowned, squinted her eyes, pinched her waist, puffed out her cheeks, raised her head, and said displeasedly: "What an affair, what an accomplice? I really can't speak."

"Don't you think this is exciting?" Ling Shuang punched Cheng Sihan's chest with her little pink fist.

Cheng Sihan wrapped his big hand around the little pink fist, put it to his mouth and kissed it. Suddenly he hugged Ling Shuang and said evilly: "So little darling likes excitement?"

"What?" Ling Shuang screamed.

They were next to a small forest not far from Li Farm, and the only light source nearby was the headlights of the Cullinan.

The moment Ling Shuang was picked up, she could feel the hormones that Cheng Sihan had suppressed for many days were impatient to burst out, and she could already predict what was going to happen next.

"Mr. Han, don't, don't be here... someone will pass by!"

In the closed carriage, Ling Shuang was kissed until she was out of breath.

"My dear, you should know very well that you will be punished if you don't pay attention." Cheng Sihan had no intention of stopping, his thin lips moved around his neck, and his big hands kept lighting small fireballs everywhere on Ling Shuang's body.

In this matter, Ling Shuang has always been obedient.

Cheng Sihan helped Ling Shuang tidy up her clothes, then held her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her sweaty hair, and pressed her ears with his big hands to keep her closer to him.

"Mr. Han." Ling Shuang rubbed her head against Cheng Sihan's chest and said tiredly, "Will you one day get annoyed with me, get tired of me, and then stop wanting me?"

Cheng Sihan's hand playing with Ling Shuang's bangs paused.

He Yun just asked him a similar question.

Ask him about his attitude towards Ling Shuang.

He answered truthfully, for the relief of desire.

Ask him what his plans are for Ling Shuang in two years.

He thought for a long time before answering, maybe it should be kept in an outer room.

Cheng Sihan's tongue pushed against his cheek from the inside, and there was still a slight pain.

After He Yun heard his answer, he slapped him.

He was scolded for being as selfish as his father, scolded for having his conscience eaten by a dog, and for being sorry for He Lan's spirit in heaven.

Cheng Sihan laughed off He Yun's beating and scolding.

Cheng Sihan did not deny that He Yun was a good uncle. During the years when he was autistic, his uncle tried every means to pull him out of the gloomy world and tried every means to give him everything he wanted.

To be honest, his uncle was more like his blood relative than his incompetent father.

From Cheng Sihan's point of view, he is an independent individual, and his decision should not and will not be interfered with by anyone. Once a boundary is crossed, even close relatives will not show any mercy.

"will not."

Cheng Sihan answered what he had just planned. After two years, the contract will be terminated. It would be better for Ling Shuang to be a peaceful outsider. If her stubborn little head can't think about it, he will have many ways to tie her up. around.

"Really?" Ling Shuang looked at Cheng Sihan with bright eyes.

Cheng Sihan nodded.

Suddenly, Ling Shuang's eyes dimmed again, she lowered her head and whispered: "I know there is no permanent passion, and no matter how strong the emotion is, it will fade away."

Ling Shuang raised her head again, with pitiful pleading in her eyes, and said softly: "Mr. Han, when you get tired of it, tell me, I know what to do."

Cheng Sihan's heart trembled.

"Oh? Then what are you going to do?" Cheng Sihan said with a smile.

"Hmm..." Ling Shuang's little eyes rolled around, her head rested on Cheng Sihan's shoulder, and she chuckled, "Maybe I'll hold your thigh and stalk you. I'll follow you wherever you go. I just won’t leave you, hehe.”

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Or maybe, I will leave and forget all this."

"You dare?" Cheng Sihan pinched Ling Shuang's chin and asked her to look up at him, "Listen carefully, you can't go anywhere without my consent."

Ling Shuang was startled by Cheng Sihan's sudden sharp gaze.

"What if...I insist on leaving?"

go?

When Cheng Sihan heard these words coming out of Ling Shuang's mouth, he felt as if something had punched a hole in his heart, leaving him empty.

This feels like when I was 8 years old and watched my mother die and be taken away by death.

Cheng Sihan would never allow such a thing to happen again.

"Then I will make it impossible for you to get out of bed every day." Cheng Sihan felt his eyes swelled.

He lowered his head suddenly and kissed Ling Shuang. He knew that this was the only way to vent the unhappiness in his heart and body.

Ling Shuang, who was immersed in love, thought Cheng Sihan's behavior was flirting.