Chapter 2272 Want to do it again?

Ling Ying's denial made Ah Fei feel very unhappy.

He suddenly wanted to go to the balcony to get clothes right now.

But he also reminded himself that Ling Ying and he were not in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, so it was completely understandable that she didn't want to tell anyone about this 24-hour love.

What's more, that pretty boy is the boyfriend she wants to develop a relationship with.

Thinking of this, Ah Fei found himself inexplicably more irritated...

At this time, he heard the man ask again: "What's wrong with your neck?"

Ah Fei frowned.

What does that guy want to do by not leaving quickly but caring about her neck?

At this time, outside the entrance of the house.

Ling Ying was also confused and asked Han Mo in front of him: "Neck? What's wrong with my neck?"

"Here," Han Mo pointed to the right side of his neck and said, "There's a big red spot right here."

Ling Ying probably guessed what was going on, but she still looked at herself in the dressing mirror at the door and pinched her fingers secretly.

What else could it be? It’s just the kiss mark left by Ah Fei last night.

But I can't blame him, it was mainly because she scratched him first, and then he bit her...

Thinking of the madness of the previous night, Ling Ying felt even more uncomfortable when facing the man in front of her.

I originally wanted to try to get along with Han Mo. After all, my mother had said it many times, and she had a good impression of Han Mo, and she really wanted to try to move on from the past.

But she felt a little sorry for Han Mo because of what happened between her and another man last night. After thinking about it, she decided to forget it. She would let him go back temporarily today and then find a reason to cut off contact with him.

She smiled and replied, "Oh... this is a mosquito bite."

As she spoke, she pushed her hair back to her chest, trying to hide the marks on her neck.

"There are still mosquitoes in this season?" Han Mo asked.

Ling Ying laughed dryly twice: "That's what I was saying. Any mosquito that can survive until now should have become a spirit."

Han Mo smiled and nodded, not seeming to think much about it, then looked into her room, "Do you usually do housework? The house is so tidy."

Ling Ying smiled awkwardly and scratched his hair, "It's okay, actually I'm quite lazy..."

Before she could finish her words, a voice from behind interrupted her: "It won't be tidy for three days. She will mess it up again."

“…”

She closed her eyes and clenched her fists. Why did this guy come out? What does he want to do?

Han Mo looked behind her and his voice turned cold: "Why did he come out of your room..."

Ling Ying didn't answer. She turned and glared at Ah Fei. He walked towards her from the bedroom, wrapped only in a bath towel, with three scratches on his chest...

Now that things have come to this, what else can she explain?

Any fool would know what's going on.

Ah Fei just glanced at her lightly, then looked at Han Mo.

Han Mo looked at Ah Fei's chest. Ah Fei also looked down at his chest and said with a smile, "A cat suddenly came in last night. It was scratched by the cat."

Ling Ying: “…”

Han Mo smiled and said, "It seems that cats have become very smart. They can even climb up such a tall building."

Ah Fei also smiled and said to Ling Ying, "Hurry up and wash up. I'm going to make breakfast."

Then he said to Han Mo: "If you are in a hurry to go to work, I won't keep you for dinner."

Han Mo looked at Ling Ying deeply, shook his head in disappointment, and without saying another word, turned around, opened the door and went out.

The security door slammed shut.

Ling Ying took a deep breath, looked at Ah Fei's back, and silently told herself, don't be angry, don't be angry, it's all your fault, it's all your fault...

As for Han Mo, she had originally thought that Han Mo was introduced by her mother's good sister, and even if they didn't date, she had to save face. But now, it seems like she is deliberately playing tricks on him.

I feel a headache when I think about my mother's reaction when she finds out about this.

I looked at Ah Fei again. He was walking towards the balcony, apparently to get his own clothes.

Ling Ying sighed secretly. It was too late to say anything at this point.

She retracted her gaze, pressed her temples, walked to the living room, picked up the silver cigarette case on the coffee table, took out a thin cigarette, held it between her fingers, and lit it with a lighter.

Just after taking a puff, it was taken away.

Ah Fei put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Ling Ying stared at him for two seconds, then took out another cigarette from the box. However, this time, before she could light it, he snatched it away again, taking the box along with it.

Ling Ying was getting irritated by him, so she deliberately sneered, "Why, just because we had sex once, you can control me?"

Ah Fei glanced at her, said nothing, and walked towards the balcony.

Ling Ying was ignored and felt even more upset. He took two quick steps to catch up with Ah Fei and tried to snatch the cigarette box from his hand.

But Ah Fei reacted quickly and raised his arms before she could get the cigarette box.

Ling Ying jumped to reach it, but couldn't reach it, and fell into his arms.

Ah Fei took advantage of the situation and put his arm around her waist, holding her in his arms, staring at her deeply: "You throw yourself into my arms again, it seems that it doesn't hurt anymore, do you want to do it again?"

Ling Ying's face suddenly burned up, and she bit her lip before saying lightly, "Last night, it was mainly because I drank and was in a good mood, and you just happened to be next to me. But I know it's your first time, so you might be impressed, but there's no chance between us, so don't take it seriously."

When saying this, Ling Ying felt like a complete jerk, like a scumbag...

Ah Fei didn't show much expression on his face. He just stared at her and asked, "Isn't this your first time too?"

“…Yes, but I can’t remember anything.”

"Then let me help you recall it?"

Ling Ying was stunned for a moment: "I mean, let's just pretend nothing happened... Hey, what are you doing!?"

Before Ling Ying could finish her words, she was carried on Ah Fei's shoulders.

She was carried upside down by Ah Fei back to the bedroom and placed on the bed.

She wanted to say something else, but Ah Fei had already captured her lips.

I reached out to push his shoulder, but he grabbed my wrist and lifted it above his head.

As the strong kiss grew deeper and hotter, Ling Ying gradually relaxed herself.

Maybe if I keep struggling, I can break free.

But she found that she didn't have much determination to push him away.

He hugged me, kissed me, and plundered me... It was as if I had regained the feeling of being with him last night.

It was like she had taken some kind of magical drug that allowed her to temporarily forget the pain in reality and focus only on the physical pleasure.

She also knew that indulging in this kind of relationship was an escape and even a degradation.

But this short-lived happiness was too precious to her.

For two years, she thought about Qingze all the time.

Sometimes she would hate him because his pain only lasted for the moment of the explosion, but every day after that was like a slow execution for her while she was still alive.

So she tried to distract herself from the pain with cigarettes, alcohol, and even self-harm.

But there has never been a moment like now that allows her to completely forget those things and live only in the present.

She slowly closed her eyes, and finally stopped thinking about anything. The only sound in her ears was the man's increasingly heavy breathing...