This made her feel secretly uncomfortable.
Song Cheng plans to ask the maid to help her clean the room. Song Huihai is very busy at the company now.
After the maid cleaned the room, she walked out and Song Cheng walked in and closed the door.
The next second, before Yatong could react, Song Cheng hugged her from behind.
Yatong's body trembled violently, and her back stiffened instantly.
Song Cheng was very strong and had a wild aura, and she was forced to retreat into the corner.
Her back was stiff, so she leaned against the cold wall without warning. The cold air spread from her back to her limbs.
There was a layer of panic in his dark pupils, and he subconsciously trembled and said, "Xiao Cheng, don't do this..."
Song Cheng's deep eyes revealed naked possessiveness, and he asked in his ear like a ghost: "Why not?"
Yatong became even more panicked and subconsciously wanted to push Song Cheng away, but when she saw the sinister light in Song Cheng's eyes, she didn't dare to reach out.
In the end, he could only squeeze out a few words with trembling voice, "No, this is in the old house. Uncle will be back at any time..."
Song Cheng curled his lips in disdain.
"The old man won't be back. Chinese New Year is coming up in a few days, and he's too busy. He basically lives in the company 24 hours a day. He won't be back at this time!"
Yatong's heartbeat had lost its rhythm in panic and burst like popcorn. She resisted Song Cheng's embrace. She had great resistance in her heart, but she had to endure it.
Sensing her panic, Song Cheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and the corners of his cold mouth deepened. "What? Unwilling? Very reluctant?"
Ya Tong's heart trembled again, and she shook her head subconsciously, "No, I'm worried about the servants at home. I'm a little nervous..."
Song Cheng suddenly grabbed her fair chin, and the dark light in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a blazing light.
Yatong screamed, then closed her eyes...
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