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

Even Zhou Yi couldn't figure out the reason for that inexplicable order.

Along the way, Ling Shuang was filled with anxiety.

When he was approaching the gate of the old house, Zhou Yi suddenly stopped the car and let Ling Shuang temporarily hide in the trunk of the car.

This made Ling Shuang even more anxious, why did she hide when she entered the old house.

If this person is not Zhou Yi, Ling Shuang seriously suspects that he was tricked into abducting him.

Hiding in the trunk, I heard Zhou Yi arguing with the security guard at the gate.

"Special Assistant Zhou, please don't embarrass me. The old lady personally gave the order. The Second Young Madam cannot enter!"

"Look, is there anyone in my car?" Zhou Yi said in a cold voice, "There is something that Mr. Han needs urgently in the passenger seat. Do you dare to delay? Let him go quickly!"

Then Ling Shuang heard the sound of the car window falling.

"Look, this car is so big. Take a look at it, okay?" Zhou Yi's voice became more and more impatient, "Can you afford to delay Mr. Han's affairs?"

"Assistant Zhou, can the rear compartment be..." the security guard asked humbly.

"I dare to drive, but do you dare to look?" Zhou Yi sneered, "Besides, who is the young lady? Do you need to hide in the rear compartment?"

It was quiet for a second or two.

The car trunk door suddenly popped open, and Ling Shuang, who was covered under a black cloth, was too frightened to come out.

Zhou Yi can't hold himself back?

"Special Assistant Zhou is right, don't watch anymore, go in, go in, don't keep the second young master waiting." The security guard apologized.

Then, Zhou Yi got into the car and there was a sound of slamming the car door.

Ling Shuang breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a good trick to play hard to get.

The car continued to drive for a few minutes before stopping.

Ling Shuang was brought to a room door by Zhou Yi. After knocking on the door, the door opened.

Ling Shuang was dragged into the room by a black figure, and was immediately pushed to the floor. The black figure pressed on her like a wild beast, lowered his head and bit her neck, and roughly tore her clothes.

"Mr. Han..." Ling Shuang was worried that Cheng Sihan was even more rude and crazy than last night.

"Give it to me, give it to me!" Cheng Sihan murmured, his breathing getting heavier and heavier, and his hot body announced that he was going to vent.

……

Ling Shuang woke up again in a strange room.

One side of the bed was still empty.

"Hiss~" Ling Shuang propped up her sore body.

"Are you awake?" The familiar voice was familiar and cold, but a little more playful.

Cheng Sihan was sitting on the sofa opposite the bed, looking at Ling Shuang with a satisfied expression.

"Mr. Han..." Ling Shuang subconsciously pulled at the corner of the quilt and covered her chest.

Cheng Sihan picked up the paper bag next to him with one finger and said, "Your clothes." He threw it to the end of the bed.

Ling Shuang wrapped herself in sheets, picked up the bag at the end of the bed, endured the pain, and took small steps to the bathroom.

"Ah!" Suddenly his body flew into the air and was picked up by Cheng Sihan.

Although they had an intimate relationship, Ling Shuang still didn't dare to catch Cheng Sihan's gaze when she was picked up by the male god, and she was so embarrassed that she buried her face into his arms.

When he arrived at the bathroom, Cheng Sihan put Ling Shuang down, without intending to go out. He leaned against the door, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Ling Shuang leisurely.

"Mr. Han, I need to change clothes..." Ling Shuang supported the sink with one hand and lifted the bag on the handle with the other.

"Change it." Cheng Sihan even teased, "Do you want me to help you change it?"

"Ah, no, no, no..." Ling Shuang shook her head like a rattle. Seeing that Cheng Sihan still didn't intend to leave, she had to turn around, take out the clothes in the bag and put them away, then slowly She took off the sheets from her body, revealing all the traces of ambiguity on her body.

As soon as the sheets fell to the floor, Ling Shuang was hugged from behind by Cheng Sihan again. He buried his head in licking Ling Shuang's shoulders and left several bite marks on his chest. The body temperature of the two of them gradually increased again.

"Mr. Han, don't..." On the verge of a fire, Ling Shuang cried and begged. Her body really couldn't withstand another torture.

Cheng Sihan smiled evilly, bit her earlobe lightly, smiled and said, "Let you go for now." Then he turned and left.

Ling Shuang quickly closed the bathroom door.

When she opened the door again, Ling Shuang was wearing the steam from the shower. Her face was as red as a budding lotus, and her slim-fitting knee-length A-line skirt highlighted her slender waist and long legs.

Cheng Sihan narrowed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled, he coughed, stood up and walked to the door, "Go to the main room for breakfast."

"Oh!" Ling Shuang regained some of her strength and trotted to keep up. However, with every step she took, there was a dull pain in the roots of her thighs, and she couldn't help but hiss.

After leaving the room, Ling Shuang realized that this was one of the gardens of the Cheng family's old house.

In addition to the main house, the Cheng family's old house has four gardens, one for spring, summer, autumn and winter. The farthest away from the main house is Cheng Sihan's winter garden, which is more than 10 minutes' walk from the main house.

Fortunately, there was a battery car, otherwise Ling Shuang would have died if she had followed Cheng Sihan's footsteps from the winter garden to the main house.

The battery car stopped at the gate of the main house. Cheng Sihan picked up the princess before Ling Shuang got off the car and walked straight to the main house.

Ling Shuang felt much more relaxed because she didn't have to walk, but the dining table in the main room was full of people, and the surprised eyes of the people in the room were focused on them. It was as embarrassing as it was embarrassing.

Being held tightly by Cheng Sihan's armpits and kneecaps, Ling Shuang did not dare to struggle, so she had no choice but to hold his neck and bury her face in his arms.

Cheng Sihan placed Ling Shuang on the empty chair and sat down. After moving it to a suitable position, he sat down next to it.

"Uncle, aunt, did you sleep well last night?" Cheng Sihan looked at Cheng Yuanlei and his wife opposite and smiled meaningfully.

The couple looked at each other, "Okay, pretty good..." with a forced smile.

"Why is she here?" Old Mrs. Cheng, who was sitting in the main seat, had been glaring at Ling Shuang since they arrived, angry and annoyed, "Where is Miss Li's family?"

Cheng Sihan stopped stirring the coffee, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his lips curled up in a sneer, "Grandma, don't worry, Miss Li is your guest, I won't neglect you!"

"You won't..." A flash of panic flashed in Mrs. Cheng's eyes, and she didn't dare to think about the consequences.

"Don't worry, Miss Li is safe. We'll have news about her soon." Cheng Sihan casually tore the bread in his hands with a look of sinisterness on his face.

Mrs. Cheng didn't say anything more, picked up her chopsticks and said, "Let's eat."

Except for Cheng Yuanlei and his wife, no one else knew anything other than the conversation between Zi and Sun. They only knew that something happened and it was probably not a trivial matter. They didn't dare to say anything, let alone ask.

Cheng Sihan took a sip of coffee, frowned, threw the cup back on the table, and said angrily, "What is it? It's hard to eat."

The coffee broke the plate and the liquid splashed everywhere, naturally also splashing on the people around.

Ling Shuang picked up the napkin and wiped the coffee from her face. Suddenly a big hand lifted her chin and licked the coffee from the corner of her mouth.

What happened to Cheng Sihan today?

Ling Shuang had a question mark on her head, and saw Mrs. Cheng's darkened face from the corner of her eye. She was so relieved that she held Cheng Sihan's face with her two little hands, took a peck, and said with a smile, "Thank you, husband."

Cheng Sihan smiled, satisfied and coldly.

"Brother, you guys are spreading dog food so early in the morning, why don't you let us have breakfast?" Cheng Sinian joked.

The atmosphere did not relax, but became more tense.

"Oh, I'm afraid some people will forget that I have a wife!" Cheng Sihan's eyes flickered between Mrs. Cheng and Cheng Yuanlei.

The servant quickly changed a set of tableware for Cheng Sihan, and when he brought another cup of coffee, Cheng Sihan pushed him away, "Grandma, the chef in the house is not good. The coffee is not as good as my baby." Big Hand Covering Ling Shuang's hand on the table.

Ling Shuang responded with a sweet smile to Cheng Sihan. It was not a show, it was sweet from the bottom of her heart. The male god called her baby, and her heart was lifted.

As Old Mrs. Cheng put down her chopsticks with a "pop" sound, the atmosphere in the restaurant seemed to have condensed, and it was terrifyingly solemn.