Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Wang Jiulong could clearly feel his palm being grasped suddenly.

Because of his occupation, he is a sensitive person who is very good at observing words and expressions, so he can see the weird atmosphere between Ling Yun and Ling Pan.

So he held Ling Pan's hand instead, and when Ling Pan felt it, he turned to look at him, and he gave Ling Pan a comforting look.

Ling Pan pursed his lips, looked at Ling Yun, his eyes trembling uncontrollably: "Why are you here?"

She never thought that Ling Yun's appearance was so unexpected, and she saw the intimacy between herself and Wang Jiulong just like this.

Ling Pan knew her character well, and she had already foreseen the embarrassment that would come next.

Ling Pan knew that Wang Jiulong would not be Ling Yun's favorite "son-in-law", and she kept instilling in Ling Pan that "a gentleman in a suit and leather shoes is your good match".

Ling Yun never allowed "low status" children to get close to Ling Pan since he was a child.

Thinking back on Ling Yun's character, she was even more afraid that Ling Yun would embarrass Wang Jiulong, and she didn't want Wang Jiulong to know that she had such an unkind mother.

This was the last thing she wanted to see.

There was no smile on Ling Yun's cold face, and his sharp eyes fell on Wang Jiulong, sizing him up as if he were interrogating a prisoner.

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at her calmly: "Let me see how much my daughter's professional ability has improved now."

Then, she turned her eyes back to Wang Jiulong and raised her chin: "This is?"

"Hello, Auntie, my name is Wang Jiulong." Wang Jiulong replied seriously, "I'm Ling Pan's boyfriend."

The atmosphere was once again cold to the bottom, Ling Yun did not answer, but just stared at him intently.

After a long silence, Ling Yun suddenly said, "So it's Ling Pan's friend."

"He's my boyfriend." Ling Pan said emphatically.

Ling Yun ignored it, and casually said to Ling Pan: "Come with me."

After speaking, she left first.

Ling Pan took a deep breath and suppressed the tears in his eyes.She looked back at Wang Jiulong, who smiled faintly: "It's okay, let's go."

Ling Pan nodded, and then walked in the direction Ling Yun left.

Standing on the balcony outside the show, Ling Yun lit a cigarette, the smoke ring slowly came out of his mouth, and his tense jaw quietly relaxed.

"Who told you that? John?"

Ling Yun sneered: "If you don't tell me, I'll forget about it. A subordinate who keeps everything from me, what use would I have her for?"

"You want to fire her? It has nothing to do with her."

After a long silence, Ling Yun's eyes touched the distance, and he said indifferently: "Ling Pan, you are 19 now, and I can't stop you from falling in love..."

As she said that, she turned around slowly, staring at Ling Pan with her cold eyes, with a warning in her eyes: "But let me tell you, if you have the idea of ​​being with him for the rest of your life, there is no way!"

Ling Pan's whole body was tense, biting his lips tightly, his hands hanging on both sides were clenched into fists, and his eyes were fixed on her.

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Wang Jiulong stood there waiting for Ling Pan, thinking of Ling Yun's appearance just now, it really made him a little nervous.

That woman's aura is too strong, even though Ling Pan sometimes looks like her, but in front of her, Ling Pan looks so weak, like a little hedgehog, powerless to fight back but full of hostility.

He looked up and saw Ling Pan walking towards him.He hurriedly straightened up and looked at her quietly.

Ling Pan walked towards him step by step, staring at his approaching face, but his steps became weaker and slower.

Sensing her reaction, Wang Jiulong frowned slightly, walked up to her, and asked her caringly, "Are you all right?"

Ling Pan looked up at him and shook his head: "It's okay..."

She called John: "I'm not feeling well, I want to go back first."

"What's the matter? I just left for a while, why are you uncomfortable?"

"...Ling Yun is here."

John was shocked: "What?!"

"I'm going back first, you can lend me the car keys."

When you're done, hang up the phone.

She turned to Wang Jiulong and said, "Take me back."

John rushed to the door of the company, Ling Pan and Wang Jiulong were already waiting there.

John gave her a worried look and asked, "Boss, she..."

Ling Pan lowered his head and said, "Don't worry, she fired you, and I will hire you again."

John frowned and shook his head: "That's not what I'm worried about, I just want to say, are you okay?"

Ling Pan remained silent, and John turned his attention to Wang Jiulong again.

Wang Jiulong said: "It's okay, I'll be with her, don't worry."

John also knows Ling Pan's temper, and he won't say anything he doesn't want to say to kill her.

She had no choice but to nod, and handed the car keys to Wang Jiulong.

After starting the car, Wang Jiulong turned to look at Ling Pan who was looking out the window, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Ling Pan blinked weakly and shook his head: "I don't know either."

Wang Jiulong was driving on the streets of Hong Kong.

They didn't know where they were going or their destination, they just went around and around.

The two just sat in the car until noon.

Wang Jiulong glanced at Ling Pan who was already asleep, sighed softly, and parked the car at the entrance of the hotel.

Ling Pan curled up into a ball, closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips were tightly pursed.Wang Jiulong took off his coat and gently covered her body.He gently caressed her cheek, staring at her sleeping face from a close distance, the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

"It's hard for you little girl."

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When Ling Pan woke up, night had already fallen.

She was surprised that she was still in the car after sleeping for such a long time, she was so heartbroken...

Wang Jiulong was not in the car, she looked out the window, looking for his figure.

Suddenly, he saw a man holding a railing and smoking a cigarette not far away.

His expression was hidden under the brim of the black hat, and he could only see the smoke from his plump, rosy lips. A black T-shirt against the neon lights elongated his shadow, making him look extremely mysterious and lonely.

Ling Pan opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards him slowly.

"Brother Big Nan."

Wang Jiulong turned his head when he heard the sound, and seeing that it was her, he straightened up.

Ling Pan smiled at him: "I want to drink."

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In the hotel, there are empty wine bottles all over the floor.

In the room, only a dim chandelier was turned on.

Holding the wine bottle, Ling Pan tilted his head and squinted his eyes. He leaned his head on the sofa, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were blurred.

She is already drunk.

Wang Jiulong turned to stare at her, silent, he did not stop her.

He lit a cigarette.

Ling Pan looked at him, his eyes became more crystal clear in the dim room.

Wang Jiulong was holding a cigarette in a turbulent mood, his eyes reflected the red color of the cigarette butt, and he also stared at her, his low voice flying low in the room: "Want to smoke?"

Ling Pan nodded without hesitation, and he couldn't tell whether he was attracted by the smell of smoke or bewitched by the man in front of him.

Wang Jiulong flicked the cigarette ash, took another sip under Ling Pan's hot gaze, and in the next second, he leaned over suddenly, and his thin lips mixed with the smell of tobacco accurately pressed on the girl's lips...

Ling Pan's eyes widened, and he could only feel the strong smell of tobacco coming over the sky accompanied by the man's cold breath, and then his lips were pushed away by a piece of softness, and a puff of smoke came in.

Ling Pan didn't check any of them, and coughed repeatedly.

There was only half of the cigarette left on the fingertips, Wang Jiulong took another puff calmly, looked at the girl next to her who was coughing and had tears in her eyes, who looked even more tempting, and asked: " anything else?"

Ling Pan, who was choked, glared at the man angrily, with an expression of looking at the big villain.

"Heh..." That little expression made Wang Jiulong laugh out loud, and the smile rippled in his eyes. He pinched the cigarette butt, exhaled the smoke in his mouth, then leaned over again, turned his head, and pressed against her. lip.

Ling Pan subconsciously wanted to escape, but was coaxed by a palm around her waist that she was trying to avoid, and a low and hoarse voice that was sensitive to her ear, "I won't choke you this time."

As soon as the words fell, a kiss with the smell of smoke swept all her spiritual consciousness violently...

Ling Pan was so dazed by the kiss, his mind was full of wontons, as if he was floating in a cloud.

The only thing she is sober about is that the man who locked her in her arms is the one she truly loves.

She hugged him tightly, deepening the kiss.

After a long time, Wang Jiulong suddenly left her lips, his breathing was a little short, his eyes were burning with fire, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Ling Pan..."

Ling Pan was shocked by the flames in his eyes, and his heart tightened: "Huh?"

"I'll tell you right now, what it feels like to make, to love..."

Ling Pan gasped for breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand on his shoulder was slowly tightening, but was suddenly held by him.

She opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't say a word.

Those water-red lips, between opening and closing, are all unreasonable temptations...

The big hand slowly moved up, untied her neckline, gently stroked her collarbone, moved to both sides along the collarbone, and slowly took off her shirt, revealing her white fragrant shoulders.

Ling Pan's chest rose and fell slightly, feeling the coolness. She was still nervous, but looking forward to...

He suddenly picked her up horizontally, turned around and entered the bedroom.

Lying on the big soft bed, Ling Pan felt her head go blank for a while. When the tall man pushed her up, she pressed her hands against his hard chest, trying to resist, but was quickly pressed down by him. overhead.

Patience, let each other's scorching heat turn into hot sweat.Between the blending of water and milk, it is no longer possible to tell which sweat belongs to him and which sweat belongs to her...

Maybe it was because of the blending of hearts between each other, maybe it was because her heart was slowly full of him, so her pain didn't last long.Afterwards, it was like being numb by an electric shock, from the heel to the top of her head, she couldn't help moaning and groaning, one after another, extremely ambiguously seductive.

The light in front of her eyes gradually blurred, she knew that from tonight onwards, he completely belonged to her, and so did she...