Chapter 322: Living White-Eyed Wolf
Wen Liang felt a chill on his body and immediately became more sober. He mumbled, "...Fu Zheng! Don't..."
The next second, Fu Zheng knelt on both sides of her body, raised his upper body, stared at her, his gaze moving down inch by inch, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper, with a strange fire in them.
She was so angry that her chest heaved violently and trembled slightly.
Wen Liang saw his eyes and her face turned red. She struggled with her wrist but couldn't get it free. "Fu Zheng, let me go! If you do this again, I'll be angry!"
Fu Zheng's face was calm, as if he didn't hear Wen Liang's words, and he took off his tie with one hand.
Wen Liang was stunned.
Then Fu Zheng tied her wrists together with a tie.
Wen Liang struggled violently, "No! Fu Zheng, calm down!"
Fu Zheng kept moving, wrapping it around Wen Liang's wrists twice and tying a bow.
"Fu Zheng, what's wrong with you? Can we talk it over nicely? Go get some sleep, and we'll talk it over tomorrow morning..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Zheng covered her mouth with his big hand.
“Wuwuwu…”
Wen Liang wanted to cry but had no tears.
She met a real ungrateful person.
The farmer and the snake, Mr. Dongguo and the wolf, Lu Dongbin and the dog, Wen Liang and Fu Zheng.
She shouldn't have opened the door and let him freeze to death outside!
Fu Zheng is being really weird tonight, what should I do?
To be eaten.
His dark eyes stared into hers without blinking, and Fu Zheng slowly leaned down, getting closer and closer until their noses were touching.
He opened his lips slightly, his voice gentle and bewitching, and uttered the first words of the night, "Relax, enjoy yourself, I will make you comfortable."
“!!”
Wen Liang stared at Fu Zheng intently, "Woo wa wa ah ah du du mani aba..."
Fu Zheng ignored him, took off his coat, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one with one hand, revealing his strong and muscular chest...
"If you don't like it, you can even call the police tomorrow."
Wen Liang was no longer in the mood to appreciate anything. She widened her eyes and tried her best to convey her anger.
Damn it, call the police.
He did this because he was sure that she would not call the police.
Her father's death was related to Fu Yue, but her grandparents were unaware of it and treated her as their own granddaughter. The Fu Group was her grandfather's hard work, so how could she possibly call the police?
Fu Yue is in custody now. If something happens to Fu Zheng again, wouldn't the Fu Group be thrown into disarray?!
Suddenly, everything went dark before my eyes.
A light smell of pine mixed with alcohol climbed up to the tip of my nose.
Fu Zheng put the shirt over Wen Liang's head.
hateful!
When the eyes cannot see, other senses become more sensitive.
Wen Liang was a little nervous and kept shaking his head, trying to shake his shirt off.
So Fu Zheng tied the shirt behind her head.
Wen Liang: “…”
Fu Zheng looked down at her fair skin condescendingly.
There were no traces of the day on her body.
Maybe there is nothing between her and Huo Dongcheng.
This realization made Fu Zheng feel ecstatic.
Fu Zheng hadn't made any movement for a long time, and Wen Liang felt increasingly uneasy.
Suddenly, a hot breath sprayed on her sensitive neck. She couldn't help but shrink her neck and trembled all over.
A water snake wrapped around the collarbone, causing some friction and blockage. Wherever it passed, it became wet, and the evaporation of the water brought a hint of coolness.
Somehow, Wenliang felt a little thirsty.
She swallowed, her whole body tense, not sure whether it was out of nervousness or anticipation.
The water snake swam slowly downstream, not missing any delicious food.
Wen Liang couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from his throat, but then he held it back.
Fu Zheng, this bastard!
How dare he do this to her!
The annoying thing is, she had a physical reaction.
In the silent living room, Wen Liang bit the inside of his lip, his face flushed, and he closed his eyes.
He coaxed her softly, his voice low and magnetic, and Wen Liang did as he said, as if she was possessed by a spell.
A low laugh was heard.
Wen Liang reacted and her cheeks flushed red.
But it was too late, he pressed down on her knees with his big hands.
The living room suddenly became quiet.
All that remained was Fu Zheng's gradually heavier breathing.
Wen Liang's body became increasingly tense and trembled slightly.
Although she couldn't see him, she seemed to be able to feel his burning gaze, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Fu Zheng seemed to have suddenly become very good at...
She was led astray by him!
It’s all his fault!
He forced her to do it, she just couldn't resist.
Wen Liang comforted himself.
Wen Liang couldn't help but moan as he trembled all over.
Wen Liang realized later that Fu Zheng's hand covering her mouth had been removed at some point.
But she was almost cooked, and even if one piece of firewood was removed, it would be of no use.
Her mind went blank, but Fu Zheng showed no sign of ending.
"Fu Zheng... that's enough... that's it... no need..."
“You’ll like it next.”
Fu Zheng interrupted her.
"But……"
"No buts."
A "buzzing" vibration sound was heard.
I don’t know how long it took, but outside the window, the sky was already turning pale.
Fu Zheng took off his shirt, stared at Wen Liang's sleeping face, and leaned over to kiss her forehead.
Her cheeks were flushed, and there was a lingering scent of pleasure.
Don't blame him for using such despicable means, he really doesn't want to lose her.
He was also glad that he did so.
Fu Zheng untied his tie. His wrists had been tied for several hours and were slightly red.
He picked up Wen Liang and walked towards the room.
When Wen Liang woke up, it was already dawn.
The light was blinding, and she squinted her eyes to adjust for a moment before yawning.
Something is wrong.
Wen Liang lifted the quilt and looked inside. She was not wearing any clothes.
At the same time, there was a strong male arm across the waist.
"woke up?"
A familiar voice came from behind.
Memories of last night flooded back, and Wen Liang's face turned red and pale. He suddenly sat up, turned his head to look at Fu Zheng next to him, and punched him hard, saying, "Asshole, get out of here!"
Fu Zheng let her hammer him, his eyes moving downwards.
Wen Liang looked down following his gaze and immediately pulled the quilt over her chest, her ears reddening as she gritted her teeth, "You hooligan!"
"Aliang, I remember you seemed to like it last night too..."
"You're talking nonsense! It was clearly you who forced me!" Wen Liang denied it immediately, confidently and resolutely refusing to admit it.
Fu Zheng chuckled after getting the upper hand, but didn't argue about it. "Okay, I forced you to do that."
When he smiled, Wen Liang became even angrier and said coldly, "Get out!"
Fu Zheng knew when to stop and threw off the quilt and got out of bed.
Wen Liang looked away immediately when he saw it.
The door opens and closes.
Wen Liang turned her head and saw Fu Zheng had left. She wailed, crawled directly into the quilt, covered her head, and rolled around on the bed a few times.
When she thought about what happened last night, she just wanted to find a hole to crawl into!
Wuuuuu... I'm so embarrassed to see anyone!
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