The kiss came suddenly and unexpectedly, catching Yan Zhi off guard!

The cold, sharp kiss was predatory, giving Yan Zhi no room for thought or resistance, as if it wanted to devour her whole, fiercely seizing her very essence.

The kiss lasted a long time.

Leng Linli finally released Yan Zhi, still feeling unsatisfied. He hadn't touched her in a long time.

Still pressing Yan Zhi against the car door, Leng Linli did not move an inch. Under the streetlights, Leng Linli's tall body blocked the dim light shining on Yan Zhi, completely enveloping her in his shadow.

Leng Linli pecked Yan Zhi's red lips: "Can't you be a little more obedient?"

Under the influence of alcohol, Yan Zhi's head was a little dizzy. She lazily looked at Leng Linli and smiled softly and casually: "Do you need me to be good?"

Recalling Yan Zhi's boldness in the center of the dance floor, Leng Lin's sharp eyes darkened, and his deep, husky voice rang out: "Disobedience will be punished."

Yan Zhi shrugged noncommittally and smiled, "Whether or not I'm punished depends entirely on President Leng's mood. If President Leng wants me to be, then whatever I do is wrong."

Yan Zhi's attitude was very casual, as if she was at Leng Linli's mercy. Leng Linli felt a sudden tightness in his chest: "I'm sorry for what happened before."

Yan Zhi smiled casually, it was unclear whether she had taken his words to heart.

Leng Linli pulled Yan Zhi over, shoved her into the car, fastened her seatbelt, and drove home.

Back home, Yan Zhi was fully intoxicated and quite drunk. Leng Linli gently placed her on the sofa and went to take a shower first. He planned to carry Yan Zhi in to shower after he finished, but when he opened the bathroom door, Yan Zhi stumbled and fell into the bathroom. Leng Linli reached out in time to catch her before she fell.

Yan Zhi was probably drunk and confused. She tilted her head slightly, glanced at the person, and grinned foolishly, her voice a little slurred: "Thank you, big brother."

Leng Linli frowned. Was she treating him like a male model again?

Leng Linli sighed, "I'll deal with you later."

Yan Zhi rested her head against Leng Linli's chest. Perhaps Leng Linli had just taken a shower; the refreshing scent of shower gel mixed with his unique aroma smelled wonderful.

Yan Zhi couldn't help but move closer to Leng Linli's chest, smell it again, and then rub against it, sighing contentedly, "Little brother, you smell so good!"

Yan Zhi raised her eyes, looking at Leng Linli with innocent and dreamy eyes.

When Yan Zhi nuzzled against him, Leng Linli felt a surge of heat in his chest and his Adam's apple bobbed.

Suppressing his desires, Leng Linli led Yan Zhi into the bathroom to shower. Suddenly, Yan Zhi pressed Leng Linli against the bathroom door, her small hands haphazardly groping his chest, her voice sweet and languid: "You smell so good, and you're so handsome, I really want to... kiss you."

No sooner said than done, Yan Zhi tiptoed, her pink lips slowly approaching the cold, sharp lips...

Leng Linli's breathing quickened, and he quickly pushed her away slightly, his voice stern: "Don't be ridiculous!"

Yan Zhi looked at Leng Lin's stern and solemn face, her expression full of grievance: "Can't you even kiss me?"

Just like Leng Linli, can't she kiss him?

What does the character “也” mean?

The wrinkles between his cold, sharp brows deepened.

Did Yan Zhi try to kiss another male model at the nightclub but get rejected?

She even wants to kiss someone else!

Thinking of this, Leng Linli felt a surge of jealousy, pulled Yan Zhi up and quickly turned her over, taking the initiative and pressing Yan Zhi against the bathroom door.

He grabbed Yan Zhi's hands with one hand, pinning them above her head, his expression revealing a strong possessiveness: "Who else do you want to kiss?"

Yan Zhi blinked, trying to concentrate on what he said. Just as she was about to open her mouth to reply, her lips were suddenly sealed.

His cold, sharp lips were icy, devoid of any warmth, and carried a strong sense of punishment and aggression.

Yan Zhi's hands were pressed against the wall by Leng Linli, her chest forced open and upright.

Cool fingertips traced the curve of her firm breasts.

Thin lips gently brushed against Yan Zhi's jawline, and warm breath fell upon her.

Wherever it went, it brought fire.

With a gentle tug of his cold, sharp fingers, the shoulder strap fell off.

Before me lay a beautiful scene.

Breath falls, capturing a fleeting smile.

The cold and sharp unexpectedness made Yan Zhijiao cry out.

She began to move aside.

In her drunken haze, the familiar feeling of being imprisoned yet unable to escape filled Yan Zhi with panic.

Why is Leng Linli still as domineering and tyrannical in her dreams?

Perhaps the alcohol had affected her, for Yan Zhi's tears fell uncontrollably, shattering all her strength.

She was crying and laughing at the same time, and she could barely stand.

The person who loved her is no longer here.

The person she loved hurt her deeply.

"Leng Linli..." Yan Zhi called out softly, the name she usually dared not utter easily, but now, with her temper, she finally let out the word without restraint.

Her voice trembled slightly, and her face showed unconcealed despair and sorrow.

Leng Linli paused, stopped all movement, and replied in a deep voice, "I am here."

"Cold and ruthless..."

"I'm here." Leng Linli felt a sudden pain in his chest and stared intently at Yan Zhi.

Tears streamed down her cheeks.

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