C11 She Didn't Want to be Bullied Anymore(2)

Jiaang Xin felt like she was going to die.

She did not know how many times she had reached the peak. She only knew that she wanted it. She wanted it badly. Every time she reached the peak, the emptiness would drive her crazy. Occasionally, she would wake up. She even wanted to commit suicide, but her body didn't have any strength. When her body had some strength, the fire in her body would burn. It burned until she did not know where to go. It burned until she was about to die of thirst!

After reaching the peak once again, she opened her numb eyes and stared at the ceiling. She seemed to have heard footsteps.

Then, the door opened, and the fire in her body suddenly started burning uncontrollably.

She cried out in pain. She looked at the man in front of her with longing. He had a handsome face and eyes as bright as stars. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his well-built body was full of attraction.

She crawled out of the bed and stumbled in front of him, kissing him hard on the lips. She nimbly crawled in and wrapped around him. At the same time, her hands tore his clothes and trembled as she caressed his firm chest. He hugged his opponent tightly and rubbed her softly.

Zhang Teng narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiaang Xin, whose eyes were blurred. Her eyes, her face, and her body were filled with love.

She was so active that she had a different kind of charm. He picked her up and put her on the bed. He also pressed his body against hers and kissed her lips lightly. Her soft and charming cries made his heart feel like it was being scratched by a cat's paw. It was itchy.

When he and she were together for a moment, both of them let out satisfied sighs.

After the madness, Zhang Teng looked at Jiaang Xin, who was finally sleeping peacefully. In his heart, there was a trace of emotion that even he himself did not understand. Her sleeping face was very quiet. It was as if she had shed her disguise of innocence. And the red person that had yet to disperse made her look even more charming, like a mature woman.

The extremely tired Zhang Teng listened to Jiaang Xin's steady and slow breathing and also fell into a deep sleep.

When Jiaang Xin woke up, she only felt sore all over her body, as if she had been crushed by a roller. The glaring afternoon sun made her momentarily absent-minded, and then the memory fragments slowly pieced together. Her face also became paler and paler.

She turned her head and saw the sleeping Zhang Teng. Different from the last time, this time he slept very peacefully, as calm as a child. At first glance, she thought she saw the adult version of Tongtong.

Seeing Zhang Teng, she was not so afraid. Perhaps she had already lost herself in him once. Losing him again was better than losing that disgusting bald head.

She knelt and hugged herself, not knowing why she had encountered these things.

She had never offended anyone, so why would she be drugged and framed? She had always believed that good people had good karma, even though she could not be a complete good person. But she tried her best to live without any regrets. But what about reality? Why would she have to face all these things? Just because she was kind? So she deserved to be bullied?

She refused to accept it!

Zhang Teng looked at the thin and weak figure. His smooth shoulders trembled slightly, making people feel pity for him. He even wanted to hug her and comfort her.

However, he heard tiny whispers. After hearing it clearly, his eyes darkened. If the special assistant saw it, he would definitely be frightened until his hair stood on end.

Jiaang Xin, who was muttering to herself while immersed in her own world, did not notice the cold gaze of the man behind her.

She was hypnotizing herself.

She repeatedly said to herself:

"Just treat it as calling a duck, like calling a duck..."

Her shoulder was grabbed from behind, and one pulled her to lie on the bed. When faced with a pair of bright black eyes, it was dark and unpredictable, as if she was in an abyss. It made people know that she was dead, but they could not help but be attracted.

"Duck, huh?" Zhang Teng smiled devilishly.

Jiaang Xin felt awkward. She did not expect him to wake up long ago and even hear her say bad things about him.

"You heard wrong," she smiled sweetly, her voice light and mischievous. "How can a duck be as handsome as you?" As she spoke, her hand still touched the other party's chest.

Zhang Teng's anger was instantly extinguished. The woman in front of him was very different from her cowering image, but she was even more interesting.

"Oh?" His fingers slid across her tender face, along her neck and collarbone to the two soft lumps on her chest. He drew a circle and slid down her waist. Feeling the temperature of her skin along the way, Zhang Teng couldn't help but want to do it again.

He noticed the forbearance in Jiaang Xin's eyes and sneered. She was not qualified to play with him!

"Have you touched enough? Touching again requires a fee." Jiaang Xin smiled sweetly and put her arm around Zhang Teng's neck. She deliberately rubbed his earlobe and whispered softly. "One touch is two hundred. Two touch is five hundred. If you go any further, you will need two thousand."

Zhang Teng's movements paused, and a wave of disgust rose in his heart. He shook off her arm and looked at her coldly. Was she really so vulgar, or was she deliberately making him hate her?

No matter which one it was, Zhang Teng did not have the mood to continue.

Seeing Zhang Teng stop, Jiaang Xin made a comparison in her heart. Her heart also returned to normal. She was even bolder and came out of the blanket naked like this. She picked up the clothes that were thrown everywhere on the ground and calmly put them on. She didn't mind the man's gaze behind her at all.

After putting them on, she gave him a flying kiss. She opened the door and was about to leave when a cold and deep male voice sounded:

"You want to leave just like that?"