Chapter 76 [VIP]

After we returned from the meal, Chenmian was already awake and was leaning against the headboard, listlessly playing on her phone.

Zong Bingwen guessed the reason for Chen Mian's depressed mood and became even more unhappy.

The young boyfriend on the bed looked like he had just woken up, his face still flushed like a begonia flower. Zong Bingwen placed the back of his hand on his and felt that the skin was slightly hot.

Chenmian yawned slightly, tilted her head and tucked her boyfriend's hand into the side of her neck, giggling as she tried to cool him down by pressing his hand against her neck again.

Zong Bingwen had a sudden thought. He kept rubbing Shenmian's slightly hot skin with the cool back of his hand. Seeing Shenmian squint her eyes in enjoyment, he became even more determined to keep a close watch on Shenmian and not let anyone have the slightest chance to steal her away.

The coolness emanating from Zong Bingwen gradually mingled with the warmth still carried by Shen Mian after she had just woken up.

As night deepened, Zong Bingwen carried Chenmian to the bathroom for a bath.

On her boyfriend's fair skin were traces of his deliberate, triumphant morning dew; once his clothes were removed, the plum blossom-like marks would be clearly visible.

Zong Bingwen kissed each of them in turn, finally meeting the boy's pure eyes, which seemed to be watching him all along.

He couldn't resist and had another argument with Shen Mian in the bathroom.

The thought that her two rivals were nearby, and that only he could possess Chenmian, filled Zong Bingwen with joy, and she served her young boyfriend even more diligently.

But the series of events still took a toll on Shenmian's body. Before her hair was even completely dry, Shenmian felt extremely tired and kicked Zong Bingwen out.

The room suddenly became much quieter. Chenmian stood in front of the French windows watching the snow fall at night. The moonlight was beautiful tonight, covering the now thick layer of snow that had fallen during the day like a silver veil.

She drew the curtains tight, quietly got into bed, and prepared to sleep.

The door was pushed open at that moment with a light sound, and a large amount of light from the corridor poured in.

Chenmian thought that Zong Bingwen had returned because he refused to leave, so she lay down on the bed without looking back and said to shoo him away: "You should go back now. If others find out, they will have a bad impression of you."

For a second, then two seconds, Zong Bingwen remained silent.

Chenmian looked back in confusion, only to see a figure backlit at the door, a face hidden in the shadows, like a vengeful ghost about to devour humans, standing guard at the door, neither stepping in nor leaving.

"Sleep." The person at the door spoke, their tone extremely calm.

Sleeping, his pupils contracted slightly, and he abruptly turned his head away.

It was Lin Langli who was indeed caught off guard and given an opportunity.

Chenmian's heart tightened, her chin clenched, and she lowered her head, clutching the blanket tightly in her hands. Her entire body revealed a silent rejection of this person.

But Lin Langli seemed oblivious, and walked into the room without any hesitation, slowly closing the door and locking it.

The light from the outside world suddenly disappeared again, plunging the entire room into complete darkness. Chenmian held her breath, straining her ears to try and sense what Lin Langli was going to do and where he was.

The darkness amplified Chenmian's five senses. As he caught a whiff of a cool, faint fragrance, Chenmian knew that Lin Langli was standing by his bedside.

He walked without making a sound. Lin Langli's control over his body had reached a high level, something Shen Mian had known for a long time. From a poor but ambitious student to a wealthy young master overnight, he never slacked off in his studies or relaxed his spirit in the slightest.

Lin Langli is like that; he always keeps himself very tense. The relaxed attitude that society admires these days doesn't really apply to him.

Especially at this moment, the fragrance emanating from the other person, along with the vibrant heat unique to a young, strong, and healthy man, invades the dormant senses.

Before he could even muster any defenses against his former lover, he was suddenly pulled into Lin Langli's embrace and held tightly by the man.

Her struggles were quelled and stopped. She was trapped in Lin Langli's arms, her head pressed against the man's chest, forced to have closer and more intimate contact with him.

Lin Langli held the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to meld him into his very bones, yet he restrained himself from causing Shenmian pain. He kept lowering his head to smell the boy's hair and then pressed his face against Shenmian's.

Confined in an inescapable embrace, the familiar scent, seeping into her nostrils through her hair, the aroma of citrus followed by pepper, mixed with the crisp scent of winter snow, forcefully jolted her mind awake.

However, the fact that they hadn't had such intimate contact in a long time made Chenmian feel extremely unfamiliar. He was already familiar with the scent of the new person, and the return of the old scent and the old person made him very uncomfortable, even with Lin Langli.

"Lin Langli, what are you doing?" Chen Mian gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "My fiancé is right next door, aren't you worried?"

The voice above didn't sound worried at all: "Zong Bingwen?"

Lin Langli's voice rang out softly in the darkness, carrying a hint of mockery, "Do you think I would care about him?"

Chenmian felt a tightness in her chest from those words, and at the same time, that familiar chill crept up her again.

He struggled, but Lin Langli's arms were like iron hoops, not moving an inch. Instead, they held him even tighter, almost as if trying to meld him into his body.

"Let me go..." Chenmian's voice trembled, whether from the cold or something else, "Lin Langli, it's over. I'm getting married now..."

The arms around him tightened suddenly, making Shenmian's breath catch in her throat.

In the darkness, he couldn't see Lin Langli's expression, but he could clearly feel the heavy, dangerous breathing coming from above him.

"...Marriage?" After a long pause, Lin Langli finally spoke, his voice light and airy, yet even more chilling than before, "Chenmian, say it again."

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. Chen Mian let out a soft breath. Although she was already trembling because of Lin Langli, she did not want to show her fear. She pretended to be indifferent and said, "You know, right? What are you pretending for? I am going to marry him. You're back just in time. Our engagement ceremony is on the sixth day of the first lunar month. Lin Langli, will you come to attend?"

"What are you doing back here? Are you just here to ruin my life? It was like this last time, are you going to do it again this time?"

When Chenmian recalled her memories with Lin Langli, she felt extremely embarrassed, as it always was.

When Lin Langli returned last time, his long-dormant life in the wealthy family was suddenly usurped, and he had no choice but to rely on him, which led him astray.

Just when he was finally willing to believe Lin Langli, reality dealt him a blow, telling him that Lin Langli's disdain for him was truly laughable.

This time when I came back, it was the same again.

Even though Zong Bingwen was right next door, Lin Langli still barged in as if no one else was there, hugged him, and said some inexplicable things.

He clearly has a girlfriend, doesn't he?

Chenmian's resistance to Lin Langli grew stronger and stronger, to the point of resentment.

It would be best if Lin Langli never came back, or even if he did, that he didn't have any other emotional entanglements. He should remain chaste for the rest of his life.

Perhaps this way, you can still feel the urge to show off your first love memories.

Instead of what she's doing now, casually barging into his room to hug someone who already has a boyfriend.

Lost in her thoughts, she tried to push him away, but the next second, the world spun around her.

Lin Langli held Chenmian in his arms and threw them both down onto the soft bed. Before the person in his arms could cry out, the young man's body pressed down heavily on her, locking her firmly in his arms.

As Chenmian braced herself against the bed, just as she was about to get up, she heard Lin Langli chuckle beside her, as if he were reminiscing about something, and said, "I still remember this, Chenmian, we did it on your bed before."

She didn't answer his question at all, and instead gave an irrelevant reply.

Enraged, Chenmian bent her knee and kicked, but Lin Langli caught her ankle in time.

However, this allows the dormant arm to move.

Without hesitation, Chenmian struck Lin Langli's face with a merciless palm strike, causing Lin Langli's face to tilt to one side.

Lin Langli hadn't been slapped by Chenmian for a long time. When he was slapped again after so long, he wasn't angry. Instead, he became strangely excited, as if he had found the familiar feeling of being with Chenmian again. He eagerly kissed Chenmian.

Lin Langli kissed her tenderly, murmuring, "Mianmian, Mianmian, what should I do? I miss you so much, I miss you so much I feel like I'm dying."

The kisses grew more forceful and earnest. At first, they only landed a few kisses on Shen Mian's face, but then they became unstoppable. As if to make up for his own actions, Lin Langli slowly measured Shen Mian's face with his lips and teeth.

"Mianmian, I had a hard time abroad. Don't you miss me at all?" Lin Langli became more talkative. "When you came out this afternoon, your lips were so red. Did that bitch kiss you? Well, you still look so beautiful, even more captivating than before I left. You must have been pampered by a man, right?"

Chenmian frowned, avoiding Lin Langli's kiss, and tried her best to retort: ​​"You're not allowed to say that about my fiancé."

His answer was Lin Langli's sudden kiss, which landed on the sleeping lips.

The young man's lips were slightly cold, even a bit chilly when they touched her. Chenmian stammered, but soon the other man pried open her teeth and kissed her deeply.

Chenmian could clearly hear the sounds of herself kissing Lin Langli in the dark and quiet room, the sound of water splashing, so chaotic, so unchaste, so vulgar.

How shameful, and how outrageous.

Half an hour ago, he was being kissed tenderly by Zong Bingwen, his boyfriend whispering sweet nothings in his ear, his arms wrapped around the other's neck, assuring him that he would only ever have him.

But now he is forced into an intimate relationship with his ex-lover.

The tears that had been welling up in her sleep gradually gathered, but did not fall.

Will she forgive her boyfriend again this time, given that she just forgave him for his past offenses?

If he were discovered, how would he explain to Zong Bingwen that he was forced into it?

Will Zong Bingwen believe it?

While sleeping soundly, Lin Langli was not focused on his kiss, his mind wandering to other things, which angered the other person present, who then bit him fiercely.

The force suddenly increased, and the slight pain made Chenmian open her eyes wide. She placed her hands on Lin Langli's firm chest and subconsciously began to push him away again, but the difference in strength between the two was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Lin Langli easily grabbed both of his wrists with one hand, and with the other hand he firmly supported the back of the boy's head, not allowing Shenmian to escape even a little.

The cold, tobacco-scented scent penetrated deep inside, engulfing all his breaths and sobs.

The kiss was filled with the smell of blood and despair. Lin Langli's teeth broke his lip, and the pain caused the tears in his eyes to well up.

He had never been treated like this before. Even when Lin Langli was at his worst, it was never like this, as if he wanted to tear him apart and devour him whole.

Fear intertwined with another, deeper, more intense feeling that even he dared not confront in his slumber, leaving him weak and helpless, forced to passively endure the storm-like onslaught.

Just as he was about to suffocate and his consciousness began to blur, the kiss ended. Lin Langli breathed a sigh of relief, gently brushed the boy's eye with his fingertips, and said in a tone like soothing a baby, "Why are you crying?"

He chuckled softly, "Mianmian, I haven't even started yet... what about you?"

How vulgar! How awful!

Chenmian turned her head away and gasped for breath, but the icy aura in front of her continued downwards.

With the collar of his pajamas undone, Lin Langli lowered his head with practiced ease, wanting to savor the delicious food he had enjoyed in his memory.

But as soon as their lips touched, Lin Langli's expression turned extremely terrifying.

"It's swollen. Did he use it?"

Feeling extremely embarrassed, she covered her face and tried to turn over to get away from the dangerous person in front of her.

Having endured the darkness for so long, her eyes seemed to gradually adjust, and through her fingers, she saw the smile on Lin Langli's lips, a smile that carried a blatant cruelty.

Startled, Shenmian instinctively stepped back, but Lin Langli grabbed her waist.

Lin Langli reached out to touch it, and the moment he did, his expression turned extremely sinister, so sinister it seemed to drip with malice.

It seems he is finally accepting the fact that he no longer belongs to the sleeping man, that he is with another scumbag, and that he wants to get married in the future.

Lin Langli's face was very ugly, but Chenmian started sobbing softly again. The sound of her crying made him feel a little soft-hearted despite his annoyance.

It's all his fault for not being strong enough, and it's all his fault for coming back too late.

Therefore, she will be possessed by someone else and will soon become someone else's wife.

He hates Zong Bingwen, and he used to hate Shen Jinshan. Now he wants to add another despicable person to the list.

In the tense atmosphere, three clear and restrained knocks suddenly broke the silence of the room.

Zong Bingwen's smiling voice rang out from outside the door: "Mianmian, shall I lull you to sleep?"

The intervention of a third party silenced the commotion in the space, as if a pause had been pressed, and the force binding the slumber suddenly loosened.

Lin Langli's fingers left, but the two bodies remained very close, and the man's breath still scorched warmly beside Shen Mian.

In the darkness, Chenmian met his eyes, which were so close to hers. The emotions within them surged and rolled like the sea before a storm—gloomy and violent—yet, the moment she heard the knock on the door, they solidified into an extremely dangerous calm.

Lin Langli's gaze slowly turned to the doorway.

In that instant, Chenmian suddenly grasped its meaning, let out a soft gasp, and the boy, disregarding everything else, pounced over and pinned her down, sitting beneath her.

He covered Lin Langli's mouth, tears streaming down his face, and pleaded softly, "Please, don't do this, don't ruin me anymore..."

The body beneath him tensed, but Lin Langli remained silent.

Meanwhile, the person outside the door remained completely unaware, oblivious to the fact that in the short time they had been away, their beloved boyfriend had been bitten until his lips were swollen and his private parts had been touched.

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