Ling Xiao didn't want to become too ugly, especially in front of Yang Shushu.
He suppressed the evil fire in his heart, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the fire had gradually subsided. He said, "Shushu, since you have made your choice, then I respect you."
After saying that, he turned and left without any reluctance.
At this moment, he felt a little sad, but he felt that he could let it go. Growing up, he had always let things take their course. It was precisely because he did not fight or compete that he could face everything with gentleness and calmness, and this time was no exception.
He lost control only because he felt sorry for Shushu for causing her to commit suicide and wanted to make it up to her. Now that she has become strong, he should be able to let her go, right?
Shouldn't it be possible?
After Ling Xiao left, the two of them were the only ones left on the balcony. Yang Shushu flung her hands, trying to break free from Mu Shicang's grip, and didn't forget to mock him, "Little Master Mu, are you so nervous about being cuckolded that you came at such a good time?"
The hand didn't shake off, and Mu Shicang didn't even retort. Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to turn around to see what was going on, she suddenly felt someone pinching the back of her neck. Then her whole body was turned backwards, and her body was pressed tightly against the chest that had been standing behind her. Her head was forced to tilt back, and she had to face those eyes that seemed to have some signs of mental breakdown.
"Mu Shicang...you..."
"Shushu, your memory is always so bad. What do you think I should do?" Mu Shicang's hands pinched the back of her neck again and again. His tone was gentle, his eyes were affectionate, but inexplicably gloomy.
Yang Shushu's heart tightened. It was over. She had a schizophrenia attack.
But why? Because of cuckoldry? That's not the case, right? I saw him last time in her neighborhood, and it was pretty much the same situation, and I didn't see him do anything wrong.
Yang Shushu was a little confused, but she was a strong-willed person. Even if she didn't have the courage, she would still summon it. Even with her neck pinched, she still dared to make the decision and shout, "Who has a bad memory? How many times have I told you not to pinch my neck? Do you think I'm a puppy?"
Mu Shicang slowly smiled, a smile that could make him look so strange that the entire balcony seemed to be plunged into a gloomy and strange realm. "Shushu, I really doubt the old you. What should I do?"
He actually smiled with a look of distress, while Yang Shushu was terrified: Oh my! Could it be that her attitude towards Ling Xiao just now revealed some flaws?
She was panicking inside, but the more panicked she was, the more she couldn't show it on her face. Yang Shushu forced herself to remain calm, grinned, and said, "Sorry, I'm not in the mood to act right now."
Mu Shicang slowly lowered his head, their eyes level, their noses almost bumping into each other. Yang Shushu could smell the red wine gushing from his mouth. She frowned: "Stay away from me."
Mu Shicang ignored her and stared into her eyes. There seemed to be doubt in his eyes, but this doubt was inexplicably distorted.
"Shushu, how come you always forget that you are someone else's wife? This really distresses me."
The gentle voice and passionate eyes could easily make people indulge in them, but Yang Shushu frowned. She could feel that Mu Shicang was angry, and very angry. It was different from the anger he showed every time she deliberately provoked him before. She felt a vague sense of danger.
However, the danger to Yang Shushu was her neck. She raised her hands in a panic, passed over Mu Shicang's arms, and protected her neck. However, she didn't expect that this time Mu Shicang's target was not her neck, but -
"Hmm..." Yang Shushu's eyes suddenly widened at this moment, and she looked at the pair of eyes in front of her in disbelief that were also looking at her. Her panicked eyes were reflected in the dark and faintly red pupils.
"You..." She wanted to ask him what he was doing, but as soon as she opened her mouth, he took advantage of her. Yang Shushu, who had never even held hands with a man, suddenly had a concussion. Her pride in her temper and hands-on ability were temporarily ineffective. She could only stare blankly at the pair of eyes in front of her slowly closing before her eyes, and then her limbs began to numb and tingle. For a moment, she felt as if someone had pressed her acupoints, until -
The hand on the back of her neck was like a long snake, sliding across her back to her waist, and then kneading her waist. Yang Shushu's body trembled violently, and her whole body seemed to have been electrocuted. She also became a little more sober, and this time the hand was going down.
Yang Shushu finally regained consciousness, completely sobering from her shock and bewilderment. Her fighting spirit returned, and she opened her mouth fiercely, biting down on the tongue that had swept through her. A fishy-sweet taste instantly spread through both of their mouths. Mu Shicang finally pulled away, and at the moment he did, a look of bewilderment flashed across his face, as if he didn't understand why things had turned out this way.
Yang Shushu was not polite either. She raised her leg and kicked him hard on the leg. He was forced to take two steps back, but he did not let go of her hand: "Shushu, do you understand who you belong to now?"
Yang Shushu's chest heaved up and down. She tried to shake his hand off, but it didn't work. Instead, she almost fell into his arms again. She could only stand firm, take two steps back, and glare at him angrily: "Mu Shicang, is this a warning you're giving me?"
His eyes flashed, and he seemed stunned for a moment, but soon he smiled and nodded: "I guess so."
"You're such a beast..." Yang Shushu squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, then bent down and bit down on the back of his hand. This bite was done with all her strength, and the tip of her teeth cut into the flesh of the back of his hand, blood oozing out. The pain forced Mu Shicang to let go, and she took this opportunity to break free, turned around and ran, but halfway through, she ran back, raised her high-heeled foot and kicked his leg: "Get lost, beast."
The kick just now was for myself, and this kick is for the original body.
Mu Shicang's hand was injured first, and then his legs were tortured by high heels. The smile on his face finally disappeared. He frowned and sat on the bench next to him. Then he lowered his head and stared at the tooth marks on his hand, lost in thought.
Why did you want to kiss me then?
Yang Shushu came out from the balcony and took only two steps when she saw Zuo Jinheng standing there. The balcony had a glass door. If he had been standing there, he would have seen clearly what had just happened. Yang Shushu's face turned slightly red and she felt a little embarrassed.
Zuo Jinheng stood in front of her and apologized calmly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Yang Shushu shook her head, indicating that it didn't matter, and then raised her hand to rub the back of her neck: "Idol, I'm sorry, I want to go back first."
"Okay, I'll take you there." Zuo Jinheng said.
"No need. You are the protagonist today. It's not good to leave early." Yang Shushu shook her head and walked towards the elevator.
Zuo Jinheng followed her footsteps and said with a nonchalant smile, "It's okay. I often escape in the middle of things. My agent will take care of it. Let's go."
After saying that, he actually walked to the elevator door and pressed the button to open the elevator himself.
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