Forced into marriage, Ning Yichu always felt that Li Lingyang hated her as his wife. Until that night, when he drank too much, his eyes red, and he cornered her, saying, "Ning Yichu? I f*cking ...
"A friendly reminder, Mr. Li, that getting angry frequently will affect your x-ability and make you even worse, so please stay calm." Ning Yichu forced out a particularly innocent smile when she saw Li Lingyang's murderous expression.
Li Lingyang was so angry that a foul breath swirled in his chest. He stepped forward and grabbed Ning Yichu's wrist. He dragged her to the corridor in three or two steps and slammed her against the wall. His features were stained with a cold and dangerous look.
"Ning Yichu, are you looking for death?"
Ning Yichu felt a little pain on his back from being hit, but his blood was boiling. He stared at him unwillingly, "Who told you not to close the window in the middle of the night?"
Li Lingyang's eyes moved downwards, and he inadvertently caught a glimpse of her slightly open neckline, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.
She had just crawled out of bed, her hair was messy and draped over her shoulders, and her dark V-neck pajamas made her skin look even whiter than snow.
She's not wearing any makeup, but there's hardly any blemish on her face.
She is even more sexy and seductive than she was five years ago, making people unable to take their eyes off her.
Ning Yichu looked down along his line of sight, then her eyes widened and she pushed him away in shame and anger, "Asshole, where are you looking at? Hasn't Chen Jiangqing satisfied you yet?"
Taking advantage of his distraction, Ning Yichu quickly ran back to his room.
Li Lingyang realized that he was attracted to her, and his face darkened.
Back in the bedroom, Shen Jiangqing deliberately shook the medicinal wine that he had not finished wiping.
"Miss Ning suddenly rushed in just now. I haven't even finished applying the medicinal wine yet. My feet seem to hurt even more. A Ling, can you help me take a look?"
Li Lingyang's deep eyes fell on her fair ankles, "I'll ask the maid to bring some ice to apply to you."
"No need..." Shen Jiangqing's mind moved slightly, and she stood up and wrapped her arms around his muscular waist, rubbing her plump breasts against his lower abdomen, revealing a subtle temptation, "It will be fine if you can help me take a look."