ly with her red lips pouted, complaining: "Next time you should just not drink. You don't have a good stomach to begin with, and drinking too much hurts your body. Besides, I have to cook sobering sou...Cold Night gently pressed his lips against the woman's pouted pink lips, then lifted her body from the stool and carried her to the nearby washstand. "Wouldn't it be a good keepsake to leave it as is Such a waste to wash it away!"

"No! If Liu's wife sees this, it'll be so embarrassing!" Tong Yimo frowned and pouted.

The bedsheet was too worn out, looking... just too embarrassing.

Cold Night sank looked at Tong Yi Mo's pretty face, which was both shy and embarrassed. He couldn't help but pinch her tender cheek, dotingly said: "Then you sit here, I'll wash."

"Big brother, have you washed your clothes" Tong Yimo expressed deep suspicion.

Cold Night chuckled, "Back when I was in the army, during field exercises, I washed my own clothes."

"Then just tap lightly! Don't ruin the bedsheets! Six figures, eh! Just thinking about it hurts!" Tong Yimo blinked her eyes and said.

Leng Yechen continued to roll up his sleeves, revealing two strong arms. He sat on the same bench where Tong Yimo had just been sitting and seriously began washing the sheets.

The pattern on this bed sheet is truly something that makes one's mind wander...

Tong Yimo sat on the washstand, watching Leng Yechen sitting beside the bathtub washing the sheets. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. Her hands propped against the marble edge, her two slender white legs swinging back and forth in mid-air, she teased, "Brother, if I come on my period later and stain the sheets, will you also wash them for me"

"Of course." Leng Yechen answered without hesitation.

"Then you'll still help me massage my tummy" Tong Yimo jumped down from the washstand with a "whoosh," happily pounced onto Leng Yechen's back, leaning on his shoulders, her arms wrapped around his neck, and coquettishly said.

Cold Night nodded and continued to rub his sheets, smiling as he replied, "Will."

"Big brother."

"Huh"

"Looks like you're not clean either!"

"Well, let's just leave it like this. After all, it's a joint masterpiece of ours, isn't it" Leng Yechen put down the sheet in his hand and said jokingly.

He twisted the faucet on the bathtub to rinse the soap off his hands, then, in that position, he swept his arms back and lifted Tong Yimo's legs, directly carrying her up.

"Is Pigsy carrying his wife like this" he asked.

Tong Yi Mo was amused by Leng Ye Chen's words and laughed, "Who would say they are Pig Bajie themselves!"

The sheets were still not thoroughly washed, although there were still marks on them. After drying, Tong Yimo secretly hid them away.

Um—

Because, the sheet was simply indescribable...

After arriving at the suite on the top floor of Yehuo Tower, Leng Zhujian started to get drunk and behave erratically.

Although he was talking nonsense, Su Manxue heard that he was calling someone's name.

MOMO!

Who is Momo

Who else!

Children, with aspirations!

Just now, she was surprised to run into Leng Zhuxiang here.

Su Manxue just wanted to go over and have a drink with him, but who knew he would kiss her unexpectedly.

She put the cold daylight scenery on the bed, just about to take a shower first, but she was pulled back by this man and pressed under him in one go.

"Hey! Let go of me, I need to take a bath!" Su Manxue tried to push away Leng Zhulang, but it was clear that he was rather eager.

He lowered his head and captured her lips, with a feeling of wantonness that made her displeasure crease her brow.

The smell of strong alcohol hung heavy on Leng Zhujing's breath, telling her this man was undoubtedly drunk. Yet his movements were more provocative than those of a sober person.

His large hand had already lifted her skirt.

Even though there was still fabric between them, she could clearly feel the lines of his male body, his solid muscles, and not to mention that...

"Mo Mo, don't leave me…" Leng Zhu Jing whispered again.

Su Manxue was startled suddenly.

If she wasn't mistaken, had this cold scenery already divorced Tong Yimo

If that’s really the case, Su Manxue slightly pushed away Leng Zhujing, her eyes ambiguously lifted her hand, cupped his cheek, and her red lips rose triumphantly: “Why don’t you let me be the second young mistress of the Leng family!” Although, the Leng Corporation is not something you inherit. But, I have a way to get you a share of the hot pot from the Leng Corporation.”

"Mo Mo, are you this interested in the Leng Corporation In fact, what my elder brother has, I have too. Whatever you want, I can give it to you." Leng Zhu Jing's eyes were hazy.

Su Manxue frowned and bit her red lip, deliberately imitating Tong Yimo's voice, squeezing the words from her lips: "Of course! The Leng Group is developing very well now, with more and more industries under its umbrella. Don't you feel envious"

“Of course my eyes are red! So, I have other plans! Mo Mo, I want you to know. Rivers and mountains, beauties – I, Leng Zhu Jing, will have them all! Understand” Leng Zhu Jing’s black eyes darkened slightly. In the next instant, he caught Su Man Xue's jaw in his hand and inserted his finger directly into her mouth, “Mo Mo, lick my finger clean, and I'll let you be my queen!”

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. broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, wearing his suit with a sense of sensuality. He is charming and elegant, but his back reveals a lonely air. 。When Luo Yirou picked Leng Yechen up from the airport...