C4 Chapter 4

She felt her body heat up all of a sudden, as if the place where Young Uncle Cheng was rubbing against was on fire.

"Qingjiang, don't be like this."

Ning Weishuang gently pushed Young Uncle Cheng, but Young Uncle Cheng's IQ was five years old and his strength was not five years old. He did not move an inch. In fact, he even felt somewhat wronged. "Hug me, hug me, Shuang. I'm afraid of the dark."

Why don't you turn on the lights?

Ning Weishuang had no solution. She just patted Young Uncle Cheng's back gently and said, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Young Uncle Cheng, who was in his arms, curled his lips and wrapped his arm around Ning Weishuang's waist. "Shuang is so nice."

Ning Weishuang had no choice but to prepare to sleep with the man. She decided that the other party was a fool and wouldn't do anything to her.

With this thought in mind, she fell asleep in a daze.

It was as if someone had sealed her lips when she was half asleep. Her lips were wet and soft, as if something was chasing her lips and tongue. She wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't.

Ning Weishuang was simply too sleepy. She waved her hands subconsciously and said, "Don't be so noisy."

Cheng Qingjiang held her hand. In the dark night, his eyes were as black as ink. Young Uncle Cheng had never touched a woman before, not to mention sharing a bed like this. Some reactions were instinctual to the body, not something that could be ignored just because it was deliberately suppressed.

Her heavy gaze locked onto the frowning Ning Weishuang below her. Her skin was white and there were faint red marks where she rubbed against the ground before going to bed. It made her look incomparably tender, like a blooming epiphyllum flower, inviting to be tasted.

Cheng Qingjiang's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Ning Weishuang, what is your purpose for marrying into Cheng Family?"

The Young Uncle Cheng at that moment was completely different from the him of the day. His eyes were even colder than the moonlight. His entire person was being suppressed …

Surrounded by malice, he didn't look like a five year old child at all.

Suddenly, he saw the woman on the bed roll over, her hands fumbling at the place where he slept. Her mouth was soft as she muttered, "Thank you, little fool."

Cheng Qingjiang's heart suddenly stopped. Looking at Ning Weishuang who was still groping, her body was faster than her brain, so he reached out his hand to hold hers.

Ning Weishuang held his hand against her chest and rubbed it with satisfaction.

Cheng Qingjiang's suppressed desire was inadvertently stirred up again. Cheng Qingjiang raised his eyebrows and laid beside her.

Then let's collect on the interest first.

"..."

When Ning Weishuang woke up, Cheng Qingjiang was already gone. There was still the Pad she carried with her last night on the pillow. Ning Weishuang stretched her back as someone knocked on the door.

The person who entered was a servant. He respectfully bowed to her and said, "Miss Ning, the old master is waiting for you below. Please wash up and go downstairs to meet the old master."

Ning Weishuang instantly sobered up.

Old master?

Could it be Cheng Yuyuan?

She didn't dare to dawdle any longer. She quickly washed up and put on the clothes Young Uncle Cheng had prepared for her.

Cheng Yuyuan sat downstairs and smiled as he played Aeroplane Chess with Young Uncle Cheng. Everything didn't look that scary, if there weren't five bodyguards in black suits standing behind him.

Ning Weishuang let out a long breath. She would die sooner or later, it didn't matter if she died early or late.

"Since you're awake, come down."

Cheng Yuyuan had already noticed her when she showed her face in the hallway. His gaze was still on the Aeroplane Chess, but he was talking to Ning Weishuang.

Ning Weishuang walked downstairs with her head held high. Young Uncle Cheng put down the dice in his hand and patted on the sofa beside him in excitement. "Shuang, come over here and sit!"

Ning Weishuang did not dare to sit down. She was so nervous that her back was covered in sweat. Although Cheng Yuyuan was very old, but he had a temperament that was constantly immersed in the Merchant Sea that was frightening to the point that she didn't even dare to raise her head to look at him.

"It's fine, I …" I'll just stand there. "

Cheng Yuyuan lightly looked at her: "Take a seat, you're Xiao Qi's guest, there's no need to be polite."

Ning Weishuang reacted as she sat down obediently. She couldn't help but marvel at the amount of pressure Cheng Yuyuan could bring.

"Since you're unwilling to marry Jiashu, then why did I hear that your father begged for so long before ending this marriage?" Cheng Yuyuan asked her.

Actually, Cheng Yuyuan should have already known what the situation was. The reason he asked her was to give her a chance to confess.

She hadn't lived long enough to play with such a big boss.

Ning Weishuang said honestly, "I am just Strychnine Xuesheng's illegitimate daughter, the one who should be marrying is Ning Bailu. Besides, I'm following

Mr. Cheng didn't have any feelings, so he didn't feel anything when he was being coerced. "I'm sure Mr. Cheng won't either …"

Cheng Yuyuan glanced at her. Ning Weishuang was so scared that she almost bit her tongue. She didn't dare to say anything else.

"Dad, you scared Shuang."

Young Uncle Cheng held Ning Weishuang's hand and said with some dissatisfaction, "Didn't you say you wouldn't blame Shuang? No matter how much he said, it didn't mean anything. "Shuang, let's go."

With that, she pulled Ning Weishuang along and left. Ning Weishuang was so frightened that her facial features changed. "Qingjiang, don't be like that."

Young Uncle Cheng stopped and looked at Ning Weishuang, unconvinced: "Why can't I do that?"

Ning Weishuang sneaked a peek at Cheng Yuyuan. When she saw him looking at her calmly, he did not seem angry at all. Immediately …

He heaved a sigh of relief. "Kids need to listen to adults, do you understand?"

Young Uncle Cheng held onto Ning Weishuang's arm and leaned on his body. "Shuang is also an adult, I only listen to Shuang's words."

Young Uncle Cheng was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Every time he felt wronged by Ning Weishuang's action, he would feel awkward. However, he seemed to like this posture and wanted to do it even if it was awkward.

Ning Weishuang was a little embarrassed. "Mr. Cheng, this …"

Cheng Yuyuan carelessly raised his hand: "It's rare for Qingjiang to like you. Forget about the marriage."

Ning Weishuang looked at Cheng Yuyuan in shock. Forget about her escaping the marriage? After all, the Cheng's Group from yesterday

But it had been a hot search all day. She didn't do business, so she knew that the influence this time wasn't small.

Cheng Yuyuan, who was rumored to be the living king of hell, actually let her off like this?

"However, I cannot lose face for my Cheng Family. If I don't marry my grandson, how about marrying my son?"

Cheng Yuyuan's words were like a clap of thunder.

Marry a fool?

Although it wasn't impossible, she felt as if she had been struck in the face by an enormous pie.

Ning Weishuang wasn't the kind of woman who didn't know good from bad. She knew that being able to marry Cheng Qingjiang was her best choice at the moment.

To say that the good was not quite true.

Seeing that she hesitated and did not answer, Young Uncle Cheng's mouth twitched. He looked at Ning Weishuang aggrievedly: "Shuang doesn't want to come with me?"

Ning Weishuang immediately shook her head. Seeing Young Uncle Cheng's aggrieved expression, she quickly nodded. "I'm willing, of course I'm willing to marry Qingjiang."

Cheng Qingjiang held Ning Weishuang's face and gave her a kiss with a "Ba Ji" sound. "Then Shuang will be my bride in the future, right?"

Ning Weishuang was caught off guard and kissed him. She was a little dazed and nodded with a flushed face. "Yes, that's right."