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

Ling Shuang seemed to have found a reason to be confident, and she opened her eyes quickly, "Where is Bai Xiaolan?"

With the unexpected words, Cheng Sihan paused, then buried his head and kissed the snow-white neck, "Let's go!"

The tone was like sending off an ordinary guest.

Ling Shuang lowered her eyes and looked at Cheng Sihan's neck under his bathrobe and the spots on his shoulders and back.

Ling Shuang's whole body was on fire. She pushed Cheng Sihan's shoulder and said angrily, "Cheng Sihan!"

"Call me Mr. Han, I like it when you call me that!" Cheng Sihan clasped those naughty hands together and pressed them on Ling Shuang's head, still immersed in the softness.

"Cheng Sihan, you bastard, let me go!"

"Fuck you, if you touch Bai Xiaolan, don't touch me!"

"Asshole, bastard, let me go..."

"You stallion, you are so damn dirty, don't touch me!"

……

Ling Shuang knew that she couldn't compete with Cheng Sihan in terms of strength, and coupled with the paralysis of alcohol, she couldn't even exert her strength. Only the mouth keeps venting.

"Does my little darling mind if I touch other women?"

Cheng Sihan took off the belt of his bathrobe, tied one end to Ling Shuang's wrist, and the other end to the bedside.

"This is the mark you left two days ago, have you forgotten?"

Ling Shuang was startled. There were some marks on her body, so she was wearing tight clothes today.

But the color on him is still so bright.

"If you don't do it for two days, will you forget Mr. Han's endurance?" Cheng Sihan smiled evilly, "You know best how far I can go in one hour."

Ling Shuang's face burned with panic, partly because of anger, and partly because of embarrassment.

"Did you touch her?"

"Touched!"

"Asshole, let me go!" Ling Shuang struggled desperately, trying to break free from his bound hands.

I don't know what kind of knot Cheng Sihan tied. The more he struggled, the tighter the belt tightened.

Cheng Sihan watched Keren'er underneath him struggling hard, his skin flushed red, feeling the scorching body temperature, and the lust in his body was also rising.

Ling Shuang bit her lower lip and wanted to kick Cheng Sihan down with her legs. She didn't know when her legs were fixed.

"Cheng Sihan!" Ling Shuang roared.

"Little darling, are you really angry?" Cheng Sihan exuded evil charm, and he looked like two completely different people from the usually aloof Mr. Han, "

At this moment, Cheng Sihan looked more like a prey admiring the prey in his palm.

The lower lip that Ling Shuang had bitten was quickly congested with blood, and her body was twisting and turning, and the little dress on her body was already half-covered.

Cheng Sihan's Adam's apple rolled and his voice was hoarse as he said, "My little darling is getting more and more seductive."

The low-pitched and charming voice entered the ears, and the low frequency vibrated Ling Shuang's eardrums, and waves of numbness invaded the whole body from the ears.

"Only you, as long as you behave, Mr. Han only wants you!"

Cheng Sihan grabbed the collar of the dress, tore it open, pulled out a long strip of cloth, and covered Ling Shuang's eyes. "My little darling, if you misbehave today, you should be punished!" He slapped the strip on the back of the head. A knot.

Then, the overwhelming kiss carried electric current and captured Ling Shuang.

Yes, her strength was astonishing, and she could work all night long. Ling Shuang knew this very well. One hour was not enough for him to exert himself, and it was impossible for him to let go of the meat in his mouth.

"Last night you..." Ling Shuang was confused, still struggling.

Cheng Sihan put the index finger of one hand on Ling Shuang's lips, and pulled the belt binding Ling Shuang's wrists with the other hand. He breathed heavily and said in a low voice, "If you don't take it seriously, you will be punished even more!"

Before Ling Shuang could react, Cheng Sihan lowered his head and took a bite on his smooth shoulder, leaving tooth marks.

"Ah!" Ling Shuang whispered in pain and did not dare to ask again.

Wandering between belief and disbelief, Ling Shuang's little brain soon could no longer think any more, her vision was closed, and her other senses were infinitely expanded.

She surrendered...

When Ling Shuang woke up, it was almost noon.

As before, Cheng Sihan has left.

My body aches, and there are light pink marks on my wrists and ankles.

Then he looked at the small strips of cloth scattered around the corner of the bed, and the bed sheet still lying beside it.

Ling Shuang grabbed the handbag that was thrown on the bedside table, took out her mobile phone, and sent a message to Cheng Sihan: "Don't think that this is just a fool! Huh, if I don't make it clear, I won't talk to you again!"

After thinking for a while, he added, "I'm serious!" with an emoji of his head raised and his mouth raised.

After waiting for a long time, there was no response.

Ling Shuang looked through the chat history with Cheng Sihan. She was the one who spoke, and she received almost no response. There was only one "hmm" and no more.