C11 Recalculated

A wave of warmth spread throughout Leng Xiao's body, causing his heart to tremble. This feeling was too familiar to him. Letting go of her hand, he grabbed her waist and, controlled by lust, reached into her clothes. Following the line of her waist, he gently caressed her delicate skin and ascended.

Her lips left Lan Shiling's white neck as she kissed down. Along the way, a faint silver line was left behind. On her sexy collarbone, Leng Xiao's teeth were gently rubbing against it.

In the depths of his memory, the warmth and harmony of water and milk lingered in Leng Xiao's mind. In the past, he hadn't forgotten that relationship, forcing himself to suppress it in the depths of his mind, searching for and creating new memories from other women, yet was still unable to find a sense of touch that satisfied him.

Deep into the night, the chilly wind did not cool the two of them. Instead, the temperature around the two of them was rising step by step, calmly by the roadside, with no one around. A small flame flickered in the air, twisting its body, spreading it out, secretly watching its body grow bigger and bigger.

"Beep …"

The sound of approaching cars alarmed Leng Xiao, who was immersed in his memories. When he realized what he was doing, he abruptly pushed the woman in his arms away. He took a few deep breaths and extinguished the flame in his heart, suppressing the memories of when he was clamoring.

Lan Shiling's blurry eyes and swollen lips caused Leng Xiao's lower abdomen to tighten as she clenched her fists.

The disturbed vehicle passed by the two of them and only when Lan Shiling was hit by the light did she wake up from the deep sea. She pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. She didn't know why she became addicted to Leng Xiao's kiss. That kiss just now had made her feel a sense of reluctance.

"Lan Shi Ling, do you always kiss a man like that? "As long as a man can give you money, you can cuddle with him in the streets. Even if you did, you wouldn't refuse him, right?" The Cold Owl hated himself, hated himself for falling into Lan Shiling's trap again, hated himself for touching this shameless woman again.

"You!" Lan Shi Ling was so angry that she couldn't say a word. She could only look at Leng Xiao as her chest kept moving.

"Angry? Don't put on an act for me. Your face makes me sick! "Don't let me see you again!" Leng Xiao did not want to see this woman again, so he turned around and walked back to the house.

Nausea? It was clearly you kissing me. I'm the one who got hurt!

Lan Shi Ling looked at Leng Xiao's back. She didn't know if he was retarded or if he had something wrong with his head. Why would he say such a thing about her? She was just a life teacher, an ordinary visit to her home, yet she had to suffer all the injuries and insults from him. There had never been any interaction between them, but he had said so.

I don't care if I don't appear in front of you.

Lan Shiling felt unspeakably sad. She had never felt this sad before. Even when she had to pay her gambling debts for Zhang Hai, when she was scolded by Zhang Hai, or even beaten up by Zhang Hai, she had never felt this sad.

Lowering his head, he tried his best to hold back the tears that were rolling in his eyes. Lan Shiling clenched her fists tightly and turned around, leaving this place that had caused her so much humiliation.

The Leng Clan.

"Young master, aren't you …" Mo Yuan was talking to the servant about the matters of the family when he saw Leng Xiao's cold expression, which was even uglier than when he left home.

Leng Xiao rushed upstairs without saying a word. Soon, Mo Yuan heard a loud bang as the door to the study was tightly shut. Everyone in the house was shocked, not knowing what happened to Leng Xiao.

"Do things for yourself." Mo Yuan lightly said, and continued to chat with the servant beside him about what had happened.

The servants shivered. They had to be careful again.

Red light flashed in Leng Xiao's deep eyes. The corners of his mouth turned cold, and his hands were clattering loudly. The temperature of the entire room plummeted. Even the air conditioning that was emitting cold air wasn't as effective.

Darkness shrouded the land, and in the distance, bits and pieces of light lit up the night. The cold wind of the night was obstructed by the glass, preventing it from penetrating the temperature of the room.

Lan Shi Ling, if you think I will give you another chance to get something from me, you will treat me as a fool.

I've been tricked by you once, there definitely won't be a second time. Not even with Leng Xinhao. If you dare to try again, I will make your life worse than death.

At this moment, in a dark room in the Leng Clan, a corner of light was emitted from the computer screen, illuminating a small body.

On his small face, his thin eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were filled with doubt. He did not know what the scene he had seen on the balcony was.

Just now, when Leng Xiao was hugging Lan Shi Ling and kissing her, while Leng Xin Hao was on the bed thinking about Lan Shi Ling's leek box and feeling conflicted, he got off the bed and walked to the balcony. He laid on the balcony, wanting to blow the wind to calm himself down. With his superior eyesight, the little guy was able to see all of Leng Xiao's expression. He was shocked to see the affection on his face, and what surprised him was not only that. When Leng Xiao pushed the woman away, he could clearly see her face, it was Lan Shiling. Although Leng Xinhao was unable to hear what he was saying, Leng Xiao's following expression and actions were undoubtedly not out of loathing for Lan Shiling.

This guy clearly had just kissed someone else, yet he still put on such an expression. He truly was worthy of being called a philanderer. He had used someone else this morning, and now he was going to abandon her.

Not so cheap, Cold Owl.

Leng Xinhao hated the Cold Owl the most. He would always have different women by his side. Every time he returned home, as long as he saw a servant observing Leng Xiao's room from time to time, he knew that Leng Xiao had brought that bitch back home.

If the one Leng Xiao was treating was another woman, seeing them kiss each other, Leng Xinhao would turn around and return to his room without hesitation, ignoring them. However, the crux of the matter was that this woman was Lan Shiling. That was different.