"Miss Fu can relieve your pain..."

"Are you idle?"

Sheng Linghan narrowed his sinister eyes slightly.

Qi 㫧 swallowed nervously and didn't dare to say a word more.

Report the current status of groups and gangs in an orderly manner.

Sheng Linghan opened the drawer, took out some painkillers, and chewed a few tablets dry.

His wrists were filled with the strong scent of sandalwood because he wore Buddhist beads all year round.

But Ruo, there was a hint of the fragrance belonging to Fu Yu.

Sheng Linghan slowly clenched his fists.

The servant brought calming soup into the study.

Sheng Linghan glanced at it casually and said, "Send a bowl to Miss Fu as well."

Qi rolled his eyes towards the sky.

㪏, she said that I couldn't get close to her, but I suspected she had ulterior motives.

His body is quite honest, like a pervert collecting other people's things.

The heart is even more direct, and everything I see can remind me of others...

Then keep talking tough.

Anyway, he's not the one who's suffering.

After leaving the study, Qi Yu remembered something important.

The tranquilizing soup specially prepared for Sheng Linghan contains several more precious medicinal ingredients than ordinary medicinal food.

After taking it, even if the pain is excruciating, you can still fall into a deep sleep and sleep till dawn.

Could it be that Sheng Linghan deliberately let Fu Yu take it...

No, no, no, the young master shouldn't be that perverted.

If he continued to think about it, he would find the tranquilizing soup that was delivered to the study room last night.

Sheng Linghan didn't move a single word.

Late at night, the bedroom door lock turned gently.

In the dark room, the girl was lying on the bed carelessly.

Sheng Linghan sat beside the bed and carefully touched the girl's cheek with his finger.

The delicate touch brings great satisfaction to the skin of the fingertips.

The rich fragrance in the bedroom made Sheng Linghan's consciousness increasingly confused.

He grabbed Fu Yu's hand as if possessed by a ghost.

He put his hand between her fingers and interlocked theirs.

The girl let the man hold her soft hands, and she curled them unconsciously a few times, as if responding to the man.

The corners of Sheng Linghan's lips tightened a little.

He knew that he wanted more than just this.

Sheng Linghan climbed onto the bed quietly like a thief, and planted kisses on Fu Yu's earlobes, cheeks, and neck.

The restless poisonous insect in the body finally got what it wanted and stopped gnawing.

At this moment, a strange feeling spread throughout my body.

Sheng Linghan's eyelids trembled, and his obsessed gaze slowly lowered...

Fu Yu slept quite restlessly this time.

I always feel like I'm being held captive, stared at, pressed down, like...

But when he woke up, his clothes were intact and Sheng Linghan was not sleeping next to him.

Is it possible that you think about something during the day and imagine something at night?

Did she have a shisering dream?

This cannot be blamed on her. The original owner was a big sex addict. Before her fake identity as a rich girl was discovered, she was a romantic little princess who could walk through a sea of beauties without getting hurt by a single leaf.

I saw Sheng Linghan’s rosy white skin last night, but I didn’t get to eat it.

It's normal to feel uncomfortable.

After Fu Yu finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, Sheng Linghan was already sitting on the sofa.

He was wearing an ascetic black suit, his jawline was sharp and cold, and there was a murderous look between his eyebrows.

If he wasn't slowly winding his Buddhist beads bracelet, Fu Yu felt that he would start a massacre in the next second.

"I'll wait for you in the car."

"Ah, where are you taking me?"

"I won't let a single woman stay in my villa."

"Today, come with me to get the marriage certificate."

Sheng Linghan handed her Fu Yu's ID card.