C20 I Don't Mind Being below

Xi Ri Che was her only hope. She definitely could not lose him.

A trace of stubbornness and decisiveness flashed through her limpid eyes. She rode on Xi Shi Che's body and held his arrogant and handsome face with both hands. She stared at his tender and selfish lips as she fiercely kissed him.

She didn't know how to kiss, so she could only gnaw on Xi Shiche's lips. In an instant, a sweet and fishy smell filled her nose and mouth. It was the taste of blood that belonged solely to him.

She was very conservative in this area. Previously, when she had been together with Tang Yuze, she had always held hands. Even if she kissed him, she would only press a kiss on his lips.

Therefore, she didn't know how to seduce a man. She could only rely on the fragmented images from last night to do it.

After she had finished biting her lips, she continued to chew on his smooth and elegant neck, her small hands lighting up his body without any pattern.

Suddenly, Xi Shiche pushed her away abruptly. His strength was not strong, but it was exceptionally resolute.

Why? She could clearly feel his desire, so why did he push her away?

Shame had turned her entire face scarlet, and sure enough, Xi Jinping wanted to see her to thoroughly humiliate her.

"Xi Shiche, is this how you humiliated me? Give me hope first, then let me fall into endless despair? "

Outside, it was drizzling and dark. It was the same feeling as she was feeling now.

Cheng Ling bit her lower lip and clenched her hands into fists. She angrily raised her face and stared at Xi Shiche with eyes as black as ink.

Her lips were red and her cheeks were red. Her black eyes were filled with a layer of mist due to her anger. Although she appeared angry, there was a strange charm to her.

Xi Shiche suddenly stood up and grabbed her slim waist, pressing her soft body against his. His usually cold eyes were filled with a teasing smile. His powerful and oppressive aura also became gentle and warm, "If you don't leave now, the civil affairs office will close."

At the end of her sentence, her jade-like, handsome face was pressed even lower, right next to her ear. Her thin lips brushed by intentionally or unintentionally, and in the end, she even grabbed onto her small earlobe as her delicate tongue moved in circles to tease Cheng Ling. Cheng Ling's body was not only trembling, but his low, melodious voice that was like a cello resounded in her ear, "Actually, I don't mind staying down here tonight as you wish."

His long, strong fingertips traced along the line of her waist, drawing a fine line. Wherever his fingertips went, she felt a tingling sensation that made her legs go weak, and she could only lean on him at the table. They were inseparably close, and she could feel his immense desire.

Cheng Ling was so mesmerized that she couldn't speak a single word. Although his actions were light and his voice was hoarse, his entire body was like fire, but the gaze he looked at her with was filled with a sense of solemnity.

On rainy days, the Civil Affairs Bureau rarely registered couples for marriage. Therefore, when Cheng Ling and Xi Che arrived, they did not need to call anyone. Instead, the two of them went straight to the office window.

The person who registered at the window was an old lady in her forties. She frowned as she looked at them for a moment, one of them had palm marks on his face, the corners of his mouth were broken, and the other had a bloody scab on his face. She then handed the documents back to him, "The divorce is downstairs."

Cheng Ling was stunned for a moment as she turned her head to look at Cheng Shiche. Her handsome face sank, and her black eyes narrowed like a dangerous cheetah. Just when Cheng Ling thought that he was about to explode, he simply handed the information back and put his arm around Cheng Ling's shoulder with a solemn expression, "We are here to register for marriage."

Along the way, Cheng Ling didn't feel real. It wasn't until Xi Qiancheng brought her to the Civil Affairs Bureau that she knew he was serious.