Chapter 139 Mr. Chen, Ms. Xie...eh
"List……"
The sudden confinement was a bit uncomfortable, and Xie Ling struggled uncomfortably.
The arm around his waist, however, was like an iron clamp, not moving at all, but tightening even more.
"Xie Ling," Chen Fuji's voice was hoarse and lingering with alcohol. His warm breath puffed behind her ear, and the hand that had been loosely draped around her waist now rubbed slowly, with a hint of eroticism. Xie Ling's heart skipped a beat, but the next second, his words froze her in place.
"I'm engaged, you know?"
He probably knew why she came and knew that she was pursuing him.
Xie Ling felt a surge of grievance in his heart, and his eyes instantly turned red. Like an angry rabbit, he struggled even harder.
How could this spoiled young lady have ever suffered such an injustice?
There was an obvious tremor in his voice, "You...let me go!"
Chen Fu Ji held her waist firmly with one hand and reached for the bedside table with the other.
With a "click", the room suddenly became bright.
Under the glaring light, Xie Ling's flushed face and wet eyes were clearly visible. She bit her lower lip, her expression aggrieved and angry, like a cat with its fur standing on end.
"You're engaged, why are you hugging me?" Xie Ling looked away.
It's been a long time since we last met.
Chen Fu Ji felt the long-suppressed restlessness in his chest, which collapsed at the first sight of her, and his restraint fell apart.
She was wearing a thin skirt, and during her struggle, the shoulder straps slipped off, revealing a large area of snow-white skin, like the finest mutton-fat jade, tempting to savor.
Chen Fu Ji had no expression on his face.
His fingers unconsciously stroked her neck, and he could smell the faint scent of jasmine shower gel on her body.
She had taken a bath before he came!
This realization made Chen Fu Ji let go of Xie Ling briefly.
She might have really walked into the wrong room. Huang Shishen was not a good person. Xie Ling might have just been taken to the wrong place.
Chen Fu Ji stared at the face in front of him, his eyes were deep, his Adam's apple rolled, and he seemed to be thinking.
Xie Ling stared at him, suddenly pursed her lips, turned around aggrievedly, and tried to run under the bed—
"You're engaged, so I'm not playing anymore."
As he said this, he was about to step onto the ground.
Suddenly, with a "click", Chen Fu Ji raised his hand and turned off the light.
This time, he turned off the main switch that controlled all the lights in the room, and even the bedside lamp next to him was turned off.
The whole room fell into thick darkness.
Xie Ling felt dizzy and was pulled into a warm embrace.
His slightly cool fingertips pinched her chin, forcing her to look up.
In the darkness, she heard his low and hoarse voice: "What are you playing?" It sounded like a question.
His palms were firmly clasped around Xie Ling's waist, his fingertips caressing the slender curve through the fabric. With a little force, he pressed her whole body into his arms, pressing her tightly against him.
"Once, twice, but not three times, understand?"
The deep voice, tinged with the lingering smell of alcohol, sprayed hotly into her ears.
Xie Ling knew what he was referring to—the last time she secretly ran to Los Angeles to find him, and the proactive kiss just now.
Anyone who has had a relationship experience should understand that it is too easy to be misunderstood.
But……
At this moment, her mind was filled with the fact that "he is engaged".
Sometimes, hearing it from someone else’s mouth is one thing;
Hearing him admit it in person was another matter entirely, especially in front of her. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and a bitter feeling of grievance surged up.
"No……"
He lifted her chin with his icy fingertips, "Didn't you come to my room on your own?"
Xie Ling felt extremely uncomfortable and shook his head, refusing, "No, let me go. I hate you, Chen..."
Chen Fu Ji pressed her down and kissed her directly.
The unfinished resistance is sealed therein.
Chen Fu Ji pressed down directly, with an unyielding force, and the kiss was fierce and urgent.
They didn't kiss very often.
But Chen Fuji's style in bed is completely different from his reputation in the business circle.
He is the gentle type.
When the two of them met in private, he would always be talking and laughing, seducing her to take the initiative, or gently guiding her. It was rare for him to be so strong as he was now.
Xie Ling was slow to realize what was happening, and felt even more aggrieved. She pushed him away, not paying attention, and opened her mouth, but was kissed even deeper by him, their lips and tongues entwined.
Chen Fu Ji drank a lot of wine tonight.
When the news of his engagement came out, business partners came to congratulate him one after another. Although he tried his best to refuse, because the fact that he was injured and hospitalized was not announced to the public, few people believed him. Amidst the endless compliments, he couldn't help but respond with a few drinks.
It was as if the emotions had been suppressed for too long and finally burst out.
Chen Fu Ji's palm supported the back of Xie Ling's head from behind, his fingertips weaving into her soft hair, while his other hand still held her waist tightly, locking her in his arms so that she could not move.
In the darkness, all senses are infinitely magnified.
Xie Ling could clearly feel his burning body temperature, his disordered breathing, and the mellow aroma of whiskey lingering between his lips and teeth.
The hand that was clutching his collar gradually lost strength and finally rested powerlessly against his chest.
"This place is not for people to play with."
As I got drunk, the past flashed through my mind like a kaleidoscope.
In a trance, Chen Fu Ji recalled that their first time was not initiated by him.
That was when I was still in school.
Chen Fu Ji accompanied Xie Ling to attend her classmate's birthday party in a KTV box. It turned out that the girl who invited Xie Ling to the birthday party was someone who was interested in Chen Fu Ji. Throughout the party, she used the identity of the "birthday boy" to get him drunk.
Xie Ling stared at this farce, and with the little girl's mind, she suddenly felt a little unhappy.
But she didn't show it when she was around. Chen Fu Ji was a bit slow to react and probably realized that she was unhappy, but he didn't know why. He pursed his lips. He thought that Xie Ling was worried that he would embarrass her, so he obediently drank every glass of wine handed to him by the birthday girl, until the girl made an excuse to take him upstairs to rest.
After sending him to the door of the room, Xie Ling followed him out.
"elder brother……"
Xie Ling was so dazed from the kiss that she shrank into his arms, "I..."
In fact, she wanted to tell him not to get engaged, but just as the words were on the tip of her tongue, there was a sudden and urgent knock on the door. Chen Fu Ji's arms around Xie Ling froze, and then she heard Huang Shishen's duck-like voice outside the suite, accompanied by a series of knocks.
"Mr. Chen, Ms. Xie...eh."
"Mr. Chen!!"
Chen Fu Ji raised his hand and briefly tidied up Xie Ling's clothes.
Before he could stand up, the door opened from the outside the next second.
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