Chapter 951 - The Story of Ling and Heng (214)
Chapter 951: The Story of Ling and Heng (214)
Feng Ling was dragged back to his apartment, and even when he was pressing the combination lock, he still held her waist tightly as if she was going to escape the next second.
But did she dare to run?
No, No!
The door opened. Feng Ling was about to speak when the man pushed her in without saying a word.
It was already evening, and although the room was not pitch dark, it was hard to see clearly in the room. She was pushed onto the wall.
As the door was slammed shut, before Feng Ling could say anything, his lips fell on hers. He pressed her hard on the wall with an irresistible force, and when Feng Ling was about to push him away, he fixed her hands on both sides of her body in an instant. Now she couldn’t move at all.
Feng Ling struggled but didn’t break free. Her body was strained and she wanted to turn her head away, only to be pressed firmly on the wall by the man. His kiss was not gentle and almost like biting her. The kiss was so bitter that she remembered he was a bit angry just now.
Was he still angry?
Because she just wanted to ‘sacrifice’ herself.
“Um… Li…” Feng Ling finally took the opportunity to speak when he slightly turned his head away, but soon her voice was muffled by his violent kiss.
——He let go of her lips but turned to her sensitive earlobes. She trembled all over and couldn’t utter a voice.
“What do you want to say?” Li Nanheng’s low and hoarse voice rang in her ear. “You should know what will happen since you dare to come back with me. No matter if you are a man, a woman, or a werewolf, from now on, you are mine, understood?”
Perhaps because of his scorching breath into her ear or his words, Feng Ling trembled more violently.
“Boss, are you forcing me?” She finally found her voice and when he turned to kiss the sensitive part between her ears and neck, she gasped and said hoarsely. But her hands were no longer pushing him. She clung tightly to the wall, not knowing what to do.
Hearing her words, he stopped, and she seemed to hear a low chuckle from his chest. “Yes, I’m forcing you because I like you! Any problem?”
“No, but Boss, I… um!”
His kiss fell again, and his breath invaded her nose. To her shock, he suddenly grabbed her hand and put it to his lower part—
Feng Ling instantly understood what he meant. This was not the first time. She tried to retract her hand but the man dragged her hand over firmly.
She tried to pull her hand back but how could it be possible?
He didn’t seem to exert much force, but her hand was still firmly held in his palm no matter how hard she tried to pull it out.
Feng Ling was helpless.
“Boss, let go of my hand.”
The man ignored her words and still pressed her hand to his lower part.
“Boss, I know you saved me this time. I’ll do anything for you in the future but not this…”
He still ignored her words and pulled her hand even harder.
Feng Ling was anxious and struggled more violently. “Li Nanheng!”
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and whispered to her in a husky voice, “I don’t need you to do anything for me, OK? Don’t move.”
Don’t move?
This man was really… domineering and unreasonable!
How could he do this to a man?! If the seniors of the Li family learned this, they would have beaten him up!
She is a man! At least now!
He hadn’t even drank. Unlike the last time in the snowy mountain, he was conscious now. How could he, how could he…
Isn’t it difficult to treat her like other members of the base?
She went back to his apartment with him because she didn’t want to face the rumors in the base. More importantly, he was angry and she didn’t want to annoy him.
But who would have expected such a result?
He kissed her hard on the lips again, and when Feng Ling was almost breathless, he led her hand to his lower part again.
There had already been obvious changes there. Without letting her hand move away, he still pressed her on the wall.
He looked down at her watery, confused eyes, put his forehead against hers, and panted. “Looking at you so docile, I just want to strip you.”
Feng Ling froze and then she heard him whispering in her ear, “Feng Ling, if it were another man who is doing this to you, will you still be so docile? Or you’ll just kill him as you did to the commander.”
Feng Ling had never thought of such a thing.
But at this moment, because of his words, her heart missed a beat.
She wanted to kill the fat commander just because of his insulting words to her, and if it were another man who dared to treat her like this, he might have been dead meat.
So, was Li Nanheng really special to her?
Noticing the girl’s confused eyes, Li Nanheng secretly smiled. He lowered his head slightly and said, “Did you just say you were willing to do anything for me? OK, now I need you to do one thing for me. Will you do it?”
Feng Ling looked at him in confusion. “What is it?”
The man scratched her palm that was on his lower part and said meaningfully, “Don’t you want to thank me? Then what do you think you should do now?”
Feng Ling: “…What, what should I do?”
He raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but his eyes told her everything.
Feng Ling looked at him and then down at where he put her hand.
She suddenly felt hot in the face. “Li Nanheng, you are too much…”
He just looked at her, with a naughty smile in his unfathomable eyes, as if waiting for her to take the initiative.