Busy in the store and busy with cats, Ling Shuang almost forgot that Cheng Sihan hadn't replied to her even a word.

Ling Shuang was extremely pleased to see the kitten sleeping peacefully in the cat room that was decorated in the afternoon.

Lift up your phone and look at the time, 23:19

Looking at the sketch screensaver again, except for some push notifications, there is no message, and my mood is instantly empty.

Bastard!

Ling Shuang cursed and returned to the rest room, planning to stay in the hotel tonight so she could take care of the kitten.

Ling Shuang took a quick shower and thought about calling Cheng Sihan before going to bed. She missed his voice.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, without even having time to dry his hair, he received a call from Cheng Sihan.

Ling Shuang looked at "Cheng Sihan" on the caller ID and the smile on her face was sweeter than honey.

"Open the door!" The other end of the receiver was very impatient.

"Ah?" Ling Shuang was confused until she heard several sounds of the rolling shutter door being slapped.

"Open the door, hurry up!"

"Oh..." Ling Shuang threw down the towel on her head and rushed downstairs.

The electric roller shutter slowly lifted up, as if it were lifting a curtain. In the darkness, under the silver-white silk skirt that just covered her small buttocks, a pair of slender and straight calves shone white.

Cheng Sihan's Adam's apple rolled.

The rolling shutter door continued upwards, and a large area of ​​silver-white cloth was wetted by the still dripping wet hair. A large area of ​​skin on the V-neck was filled with pink from the residual warmth of the bath, and it flickered with breathing in the dim light. With water light.

Cheng Sihan squinted his eyes, his eyes full of lust.

He couldn't wait for the rolling shutter to fully open. He bent down, stepped forward, and stood up. His big hands accurately grasped the slender waist and pressed him down. He smiled evilly and said, "Who are you trying to seduce by dressing like this?"

Ling Shuang whispered, before she had time to speak, her lips were blocked domineeringly.

"close the door!"

Ling Shuang was so confused by the kiss that she couldn't reach the button on the side of the door.

Cheng Sihan lost patience, bent his knees, put Ling Shuang on his shoulders, waved his hand and pressed the button, heading to the second floor.

Open the door of Ling Shuang's private lounge accurately.

"How come you know everything..." Ling Shuang was surprised and was thrown heavily onto the bed before she could finish asking.

Cheng Sihan didn't waste a moment and pressed towards Ling Shuang, "As long as I think about it, there's nothing I don't know."

As he spoke, his lips seemed to touch Ling Shuang's, and his big hands had already torn open the hem of her skirt.

"My hair... is still wet..." The sheets under Ling Shuang were wet with her hair.

Cheng Sihan pulled the quilt aside and placed it under Ling Shuang. He smiled and brushed away the wet hair stuck to his face. He lowered his head and kissed the water mark. "It's just a matter of time. It's going to get wet anyway."

Ling Shuang had become accustomed to Cheng Sihan's strong possession, and under Cheng Sihan's training, she learned how to cooperate.

The night in early autumn is slightly cool and very dry.

Ling Shuang had to grit her teeth and endure the pain in her thighs every time she walked up the stairs.

I was so thirsty that I had no choice but to go downstairs to get water.

"Here!" Ling Shuang handed a glass of water to Cheng Sihan.

Cheng Sihan sat lazily on the small sofa, stretched out his hand without taking the water glass, grabbed the thin wrist that would have been broken if he used more force, pulled the person onto his lap, pinched the small chin, The voice was seductive and low: "Feed me!"

The water glass was shaking. I had just changed into dry clothes and got wet again. "Stop it, it's wet again!"

Cheng Sihan smiled even more evilly.

Only then did Ling Shuang realize that she had said the wrong thing, and she was so embarrassed that her head was smoking.

Cheng Sihan took the remaining half glass of water, drank it in one gulp, and threw the glass aside. His warm lips couldn't wait to taste the little cutie in his arms.

Ling Shuang naturally knew that the night was still going on, but she was still feeling stuffy in her heart.

She was caught off guard just now, and Cheng Sihan didn't give her a chance to resist.

"I... I'm still angry... I told you to ignore you!" Ling Shuang pushed Cheng Sihan and avoided his kiss.

"Didn't you seduce me first?" Cheng Sihan pinched Ling Shuang's chin and raised his thin lips slightly, "You are getting better and better at seducing people now!"

"Nonsense!" Ling Shuang turned her face away.

"Okay, little darling!" Cheng Sihan lowered his head and pecked the side of his flushed face, "Miss Bai was bullied last night, and I helped her out, that's all."

"You really didn't have anything else happen with her?" Ling Shuang turned back, her bright eyes seeming to say, I will believe you whatever you say.

"No!" Cheng Sihan answered without any pressure.

"Then where did you go the night before yesterday?" This is what Ling Shuang cares about the most. He stayed out all night on her birthday.

"In the old house!" Cheng Sihan frowned slightly, "I live in the winter garden, I am alone."

"Hmph, you're talking nonsense!" Ling Shuang choked, turning her face to the side, still holding Cheng Sihan's neck with her hands.

Ling Shuang remembered Bai Xiaolan's arrogant look when she came to the store to deliver clothes, "Bai Xiaolan said you were with her that night!"

Cheng Sihan frowned, held Ling Shuang's chin, looked into her eyes, and said dissatisfied: "Would you rather trust a stranger than your boss Han?"

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