Chapter 566 Didn’t Get on the Plane

The man's kiss gradually moved down, leaving little red marks on her fair skin wherever it passed.

The wet tip of the tongue teased her flesh, and the water stains gradually evaporated, bringing a hint of coolness.

With a "swish", a hole appeared in the stockings.

The hot air he exhaled sprayed all over her skin. Looking at the situation in front of him, he smiled maliciously, "Oh, Mrs. Fu, you're aroused so quickly?"

As he said this, he lowered his head.

Wen Liang closed his eyes, in a daze, his mind a mess.

The man was very skilled. He felt her warmth and teased her intensely. "Mrs. Fu, are you nervous?"

Wen Liang did not answer, and could not answer.

He didn't expect her to respond, so he kept moving his hands. He blew air into her ears and said in a hoarse voice.

Wen Liang closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, pretending not to hear.

How could the man allow her to pretend to be dead like this? He put all his strength into it.

It was as if a bright white blade was slashing down on Wen Liang's mind. He groaned and was confused for a few seconds before he came to his senses.

The man wiped his hands casually on the bed sheet and unbuckled his belt.

Without hesitation, he took up his gun and went into battle.

He sighed with relief, "Mrs. Fu?"

"Woo."

roll.

"Me?" The man smiled, leaning down and taking her flesh in his mouth, "Thank you for the compliment."

Wen Liang: “…”

"Are you comfortable?"

Wen Liang said nothing.

"I know even without you saying anything. Your body's reaction can't lie."

“…”

The room fell silent, leaving only the sound of each other's breathing, heavy and ambiguous.

The man spoke again, "Mrs. Fu, you seem to like it very much? Do you find it particularly exciting?"

"Woo."

Oh.

"Really? I like Mrs. Fu's frankness..."

Wen Liang rolled his eyes silently.

Suddenly, my aunt's voice came from outside, "Xiao Wen? I made some milk, would you like some?"

After the words fell, the man groaned and lowered his voice, "Don't be nervous, relax..."

He added, "I'll take the cloth off your mouth. Don't scream... If you ask her for help, neither of you will survive tonight! Nod your head if you agree. If not, I'll kill her while she's asleep..."

Wen Liang: “…”

Does she have a choice?

"Xiao Wen? You fell asleep so quickly?" Seeing that Wen Liang didn't answer, the aunt called out again.

"Do you agree?" the man asked in a low voice.

Wen Liang nodded forbearingly.

The man slowly pulled the cloth out of her mouth.

Having been forced to keep his mouth open, his warm and cool jaw felt a little sore, but he could finally close it.

She cleared her throat and said, "Auntie, I don't want to drink. I'm too tired from work today, so I went to bed early."

The voice sounded a little hoarse, as if he had just taken a nap and woke up.

"Oh, okay, then you should take a rest." Auntie said hurriedly.

The man just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the aunt say, "I made some sandwiches and put them in the refrigerator. If you get hungry in the middle of the night, just heat them up in the microwave."

He was a little dissatisfied and deliberately tortured her at this time.

"Okay, I... understand."

Wen Liang bit his lower lip and tried to make his voice sound normal.

The living room returned to peace.

The man began to act unruly.

Wen Liang couldn't help but moan softly, but stopped immediately the moment she realized it.

The man smiled and said, "Mrs. Fu, you have a nice voice."

Wen Liang hummed, "Your voice is nice too."

"oh?"

"She sounds better than Fu Zheng, and has a better figure than him... um... I've wanted to... aha... break up with him for a long time... um..."

"Mrs. Fu!" The man's tone suddenly became gritted.

"What...what happened?" Wen Liang asked innocently.

The man was silent for a few seconds, then smiled. "Nothing, Mrs. Fu, thank you for your compliment. I will serve you well."

He emphasized the word "serve".

The man kept his word and used his lips, tongue and fingers to serve Wen Liang well and untied the restraints on her wrists and ankles.

By the time it was over, she was completely limp and lay on the bed, not wanting to move at all.

Wen Liang felt tired yet comfortable, drowsy and no longer had the energy to care about the man.

At this moment, there was a "click" sound and the light came on.

The glaring incandescent light made Wenliang close her eyes reflexively. She covered her eyes with her fingers, opened them a little, and slowly adapted.

The man picked up the scattered clothes on the floor and put them in a corner of the sofa.

Wen Liang looked at him walking around the room naked, turned away, and pulled the quilt over himself, "Aren't you on a business trip?"

"I didn't get on the plane."

The "criminal" Fu Zheng came over, lifted the quilt and lay down with her.

"Why?" Wen Liang tilted her head and looked at him.

When someone covered her mouth and pressed her against the door panel at the beginning, she was really scared and almost scared out of her wits.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, she recognized him, and smelling the familiar fragrance confirmed her judgment.

After so many years of knowing each other, she could still easily recognize his voice even if he lowered his voice.

"Because I found that this project was a bit strange, I suspected that someone wanted to lure me over," said Fu Zheng.

For no apparent reason, he received the email that led him to Philadelphia.

At that time, he was wondering what the purpose of the person behind this was.

Hurt him in Philadelphia? Or lure him away?

Regardless of that, it is the best choice for him to stay in Jiangcheng.

So, he went to the airport but didn't board the plane.

Wen Liang couldn't help but recall a series of strange things that happened today and told Fu Zheng one by one.

Fu Zheng also told Wen Liang what he knew.

"...So that white car belonged to you. Luckily, Liang Feiji was smart enough to take the opportunity to call the police to take us there. So, grandma's hospitalization was also deliberately arranged."

"Well, I have locked him up." Fu Zheng's eyes darkened.

"Did you find out anything?"

certainly.

Those people didn't know everything, but they were able to piece together the person who ordered them, Fu Qingyue.

He lowered his eyes and said, "The investigation revealed that it's related to a foreign competitor. They want to harm you and distract me. I will go there in a few days to deal with it myself."

"Be careful when you're on someone else's territory," Wen Liang warned.

"Yes, I will." Fu Zheng responded and then shifted his attention.

Wen Liang quickly grabbed his rebellious hand and said, "Stop, that's enough. By the way, how did you get in?"

She had already let him do what he wanted once, and she couldn't stand it again.

Fu Zheng smiled, seeing her clumsy attempt to change the subject, and hugged her in his arms, "I opened the door and came in while my aunt was out buying groceries."

She knew it was like this.

The security of this community is pretty good. The most important thing is that this is on the middle floor of a high-rise building and the door is intact. Unless someone knows the password, she can't think of how the criminals could get in without being discovered by her aunt and the security guard outside.

"Haven't you had dinner yet?"

"Um."

“Serves you right.”

She thought there was someone else in the room and he was threatened and had no choice but to do this, so she cooperated with him.

Who knew...

"Did you feel comfortable with the service I just gave you?"

Wen Liang: “…”