To My Dear Mr. Huo

This name replayed in her mind. Some were sweet, some were sour, and there were some emotions that she didn't even know herself.

This cake is not as delicious as the one you bought last time. Next time you should buy the same one.

Not only could she eat it, but Xiang Caiping could also eat it.

Su Peizhen didn't say anything. So Ling Jing has only been learning for a month at most. How delicious a cake can she bake?

However, this cake was made by Ling Jing, so the meaning is somewhat different.

Su Peizhen ate the cake indifferently. Ling Jing, is he telling the truth? Still serious?

He was joking, he couldn't be serious. Don't believe it, absolutely don't believe it.

Su Peizhen reminded herself in her heart not to believe what Ling Jing said. But the next day, I couldn't help but pass by the so-called Zhenxin Bakery again.

The car was parked on the road, and you could only see the figures walking around inside, but you couldn't see whether Ling Jing was inside.

Realizing what he had done, Su Peizhen left quickly like a thief. When she arrived at the company, she told herself that she would never go there again.

How about Ling Jing, is she a baker or a gangster? Whether she wants to be his young master of the Ling family or his love interest has nothing to do with her.

Yes, that's it.

…………

Unexpectedly, Su Peizhen received a courier in the afternoon. Secretary Zhou Mei sent it directly to her office.

Mr. Su, I have your express delivery.

My express delivery? Su Peizhen looked at the time, it was three-thirty in the afternoon. She remembered that she hadn't bought anything online recently.

Leave it alone.

But, this is refrigerated food. If it is not eaten, it needs to be kept in the refrigerator.

Frozen food? Su Peizhen had a very bad premonition. Ask Zhou Mei to bring the express delivery.

A small box, opened. There is also a small box inside. Pink paper box.

With the slightly cool temperature, Su Peizhen could probably tell what was inside.

She wanted to tell Zhou Mei to take it out and throw it away, but she still held back.

It opened and there was a small heart-shaped cake inside. The simplest mousse cake, made into a heart shape, and the chocolate coating looks very appetizing.

What a beautiful cake. Zhou Mei looked at her: Is this the afternoon tea you ordered, Mr. Su?

No. Su Peizhen shook his head: If you like it, you can take it and eat it.

Ah? Zhou Mei looked at Su Peizhen, picked up the piece of cake and left.

Su Peizhen looked at Zhou Mei's back as she turned away and wanted to call her out, but she swallowed it back.

The next day, someone sent another cake. In addition to the different cake, there was also an extra card.

Dessert is only sweet in your mouth, but I hope I can be sweet in your heart.

acid. Where does the sweetness come from?

Su Peizhen stared at the card and threw it into the trash can without thinking.

On the third day, another cake was changed, with an extra rose, and the attached card said: May your mood bloom like a rose.

Su Peizhen still threw it away, but the action of throwing the card was a little more hesitant than the day before.

On the fourth day, the cake was changed and the red roses were replaced by yellow roses.

The flower language of yellow roses is to ask for forgiveness. Can I ask you to forgive me?

Neuropathy. Su Peizhen held the card for a long time and finally threw it into the trash can.

On the fifth day, when Su Peizhen saw the blue enchantress, he was wondering what else Ling Jing could say.

Blue roses are mysterious and delicate, just like the way you make me feel.

Su Peizhen closed his eyes, gave the cake to Zhou Mei, and continued to throw the cards.

Day six, pink roses.

Our old memories. Many of them are pink. Don't you miss them?

Why should she miss it?

No matter how beautiful the memories are, they are all based on deception. She wished she could forget it.

The seventh day, the eighth day, the ninth day.

There are flowers of different colors every day, as well as different cakes and cards.

Su Peizhen threw everything away and gave Zhou Mei the cake to eat.

In fact, this is a very subtle thing. If she really didn't want to see it, she could not even open it, so why bother to see what Ling Jing gave her today?

On the tenth day, Su Peizhen looked at the cake and immediately closed the lid.

She glanced at Zhou Mei and said, Get out.

Her move just now was too fast, and Zhou Mei didn't see it clearly, but when she saw Su Peizhen's appearance, she quickly retreated.

Su Peizhen opened the box again after Zhou Mei left. Her face looked very ugly.

On the small cake are two bodies entangled together. A man and a woman, the posture is very ambiguous.

Men go up and women go down, that’s not all. A message was written on the cake in dark chocolate.

I miss you.

Su Peizhen's face turned red and he was angry. She took out the card inside. Even though she wanted to throw it away, the words above still fell into her eyes.

Shameless, obscene, shameless.

Su Peizhen couldn't sit still anymore. She stood up and the card was crushed into a ball in her hand.

She threw the card into the trash can, but felt it wasn't enough. Pick it up and tear it into pieces, so broken that it can never be put back together again.

As for the cake, she threw it into the trash can without hesitation. The cake quickly deformed, and the words on it were mixed together and could no longer be read.

Not satisfied with this, Su Peizhen picked up her bag and keys and quickly rushed out of the office.

She only had time to explain to Zhou Mei before she left.

In less than half an hour, she arrived at the bakery where Ling Jing was.

Where is Ling Jing?

The clerk saw her and was about to come up to greet her. Seeing the angry look on her face, those people didn't even dare to mess with her.

Su Peizhen went directly into the kitchen. There are two bakers in the operating room at the back. I was shocked when I saw someone coming in.

Ling Jing, on the other hand, was much calmer. He waved his hand and motioned for them to go out first. He looked at Su Peizhen, with a smile of success in his eyes.

Are you here? I happen to be trying out the latest bread. You can try it later.

Who wants to taste it? Su Peizhen was furious: Ling Jing, have you had enough fun?

Why are you playing? Ling Jing looked at her with a hurt look on her face: If you say this, I am too sad. Can't you see any changes in the cakes I have given you these days?

Who wants to eat the cake you made? I threw it away.

As soon as Su Peizhen finished speaking, he realized that he had been fooled by Ling Jing. She said she threw away the cake, which naturally meant that she didn't see the card inside at all.

But for her to come here in such an angry manner, isn't it the rhythm of the three hundred taels of silver in this place?

Su Peizhen's face turned green and white, and he always felt that he had fallen into Ling Jing's trap. She glared at him bitterly, turned around and left without looking back.

How could Ling Jing let go of her who finally came to her door?

He grabbed her wrist and quickly pulled her into his arms. He had been in there for a long time, and he smelled like toast.

It was a bit sweet, and Su Pei really wanted to push him away. Ling Jing, however, held her waist tightly, preventing her from breaking free.

Did you see the card I wrote?

…

Su Pei really couldn't answer these words. Ling Jing smiled like a fox who succeeded in his conspiracy: Are you angry?

You are shameless.

I'm just telling the truth. Ling Jing looked at her plump lips. He hadn't kissed her for several days and missed her so much.

Just do what comes to mind. He lowered his head and gave her a kiss. A long kiss fell on her lips.

It was as sweet and beautiful as in his memory, making him unable to stop.

Su Peizhen struggled, but how could Ling Jing give her a chance to escape? He held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Slowly, Su Peizhen's struggle weakened, and her legs became weak. If it weren't for Ling Jing's hand behind her, she had no doubt that she would have slipped to the ground.

Ling Jing finished the kiss and stepped back slightly. He put his forehead against hers and looked at her with blurred eyes and slightly opened red lips.

I miss you, your body, your kiss, your lips...

He repeated the words on the card. He kissed her lips again. The breath on his lips is hot.

I haven't slept well during this time. Because I didn't sleep with you in my arms.

I miss you so much. Really. I can only fall asleep imagining how you look like every day. I have to look at your photo every day and imagine you are under me, so I can fall asleep.

Su Peizhen was shocked by his shamelessness and didn't know what he could say.

She moved her body, but she really felt Ling Jing's desire. What he said is true.

I'm addicted to you, you have to be responsible for me.

You... Su Peizhen really shouldn't be surprised that Ling Jing can be in love anytime and anywhere.

Have you had enough?

How could this be possible? Ling Jing clasped her waist so that she could fully feel his desire.

I wish I could do it to you now.

Ling Jing, let me go.

I said I won't let you go, and I won't let you go. You brought it to the door yourself today. Do you think you can escape?

Are you crazy?

I'm crazy, you're driving me crazy. Ling Jing buried his face in her neck, and his breath brushed her cheek.

Do you know? How does it feel to think about you every day but not be able to see or touch me? You probably don't know.

He bit her on the neck. Su Peizhen felt pain and shrank her neck, but Ling Jing bit her again.

I think about it every day. I should catch you and lock you up without any care. You won't be allowed to go anywhere, and you won't be allowed to wear clothes. The only place you can move is under my body and on my bed. .”

Changed.

Su Peizhen avoided his lips and stared at him with shock.

Even if I really changed my mind, I was forced to do so by you. Ling Jing looked at the two marks on her neck that were bitten by herself: So you said, now that you have appeared in front of me, I will I won’t let you go? Should I turn my fantasy into reality?

Young Master Ling is about to turn black. Ha ha ha ha. The darkened Ling Shao is so touching, I got goosebumps when I wrote it.