She looked up at him: "What do you want?"

"Be my woman, Luo Shang." He put his hands on her shoulders, smiling evilly and domineeringly: "Look, your name means clothes in ancient China, and is destined to be attached to men."

Luo Shang pursed his lips and tried to wake him up. He stared at the cold and strong handsome face in front of him in a daze, and tried to think about the rumors about him that he had heard after he arrived in China. It was rumored that Ning Juexi's temperament changed drastically since his ex-wife passed away. From a young master Qianqian, he became unrestrained and cruel in style, and no one dared to mess with him.

"Ning Juexi." Luo Shang took a long breath: "I am a five-year-old mother. Everyone knows that I am the secret lover of Chairman daisy. Do you think I can be with you?"

A low smile came from the man's throat. As if he heard something funny, he raised her jaw and pulled away the thin quilt from her hand: "For beautiful women, men are born with a desire to conquer, and it is most satisfying to snatch them from others."

"Abnormal!" Luo Shang subconsciously hugged himself and shrank to the bed, and found that the man was extremely difficult to deal with. He took a deep breath, and a flash of inspiration in his mind suddenly said, "I heard that you are remarried, as if your wife is from a famous family."

"Is that right?" He narrowed his eyes and did not deny it.

She nodded quickly and shrugged easily, "If you are single, I will nod anyway you want. After all, your conditions are good and I was exiled to China. I don't know when I will go back. If you follow you, you can always give us mother and son a living guarantee. But since you are married, you can't do it."

"Ha." He sneered: "Since you admit that you have become someone else's secret lover, why can't I do it? Don't you think you are contradictory, and it's ridiculous to say such a reason?"

Luo Shang was shocked again, secretly annoyed, and almost wanted to pat his head. It must be because of the hangover. His mind was stiff and he couldn't run.

"I heard that your wife not only comes from a famous family, but also looks a little similar to your ex-wife." She said unwillingly.

He was only one finger away from her face, and his breathing was sprayed on her delicate cheeks, curling his lips and smiling with interest: "Do you look a little similar? Why don't I think you have a clear idea of ​​me, and you don't look like a British Chinese who has just been transferred from abroad."

Luo Shang looked at him with a clear look and said, "As the vice president of China, you must be familiar with all the important customer information that has business dealings with the company. This is the basic skill of being a manager, isn't it?"

He smiled hidden on his lips, just looking straight at her without saying anything.

The breath between them was too ambiguous. She bit her lip and lowered her head, and there was no clothing on her body. He was obviously embarrassing her.

She turned around and looked out the window. It was dawn. Every morning, she got up on time at 7 o'clock, dressed Xixi, and then had breakfast to go to school. She didn't have much time to accompany Xixi. She promised Xixi yesterday that she would send him to kindergarten today because today is the open day of the kindergarten and also a parent-child day. At that time, all mothers or fathers will go, and her Xixi cannot be alone.

As she was flashing, the man approached and licked her ears. She immediately pushed him like an electric shock, but when her hand reached her chest, she was clenched and could not move at all.

The next moment, he directly held her ear beads in his mouth.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, gasped, and tried harder to push him away.

"Is there any feeling again? I can't serve you for a night, but I still want it?" He let out a deep smile in his chest, and he pulled her into his arms. She faced him with a tilted look on his tongue, which made her forced to accept his kiss.

Luo Shang is not like him, she doesn't have anything to do. He is wearing a suit and shirt, and his clothes are neat, which is a huge contrast.

She was almost driven crazy.

He wants her to be a mistress.

This man wants her to be a mistress.

"Ning Juexi, you can't do this. You have a wife. Think about her... I was drunk last night and it's not your business. If you let me go, just pretend that nothing happened..." She tried her best to calm the man's emotions, thinking that it would be better to get out as soon as possible.

The early morning is when a man is full of energy. His powerful palm presses on the back of her head and unscrupulously imprints all his own traces: "Luo Shang, if you can control yourself and not respond, then I will let you go. Otherwise, you just need me. You are the lover of others and the same is true for me. Besides, that man is far away and I am close at hand. You can rely on me to consolidate your position in daisy and kick out the person who framed you. Isn't that better?"

"Don't do this, Mr. Ning, it's getting late, I'm going back to send my child to school..." She wanted to escape, but was controlled again. She could only keep begging, but it didn't work at all.

She seemed to be trapped in a swamp, the more she struggled, the more she became. Despair came up like the sea water.

This feeling of powerlessness broke her.

At the end, she sobbed and begged for mercy, and said stumbled: "No...No... Please let me go... My son is still waiting for me..."

He held her head and teased her ears carefully, which made her tremble: "Please beg me? It's not impossible, as long as you promise to be my woman."

"Why are there such a bad and hateful man in the world? I said I don't...ah..." She was pulled by him and wanted to whip and punish her.

She bit her lip and finally couldn't bear it, sobbing repeatedly: "I promise, I promise you... don't do this..."

His big hand stroked the soft chestnut hair on her shoulder with satisfaction, and kissed her on the cheek: "Be good."

...

After finishing, Luo Tang lay motionless on the bed just like he died. Ning Juexi leaned against the other end of the bed and looked at her, turned his head coldly and smoked, and lit it.

The strong smell of tobacco spread in the bedroom, making her cough choke, "Cough cough...you...can you...can you stop smoking in the bedroom..."

He narrowed his black eyes like ink and smiled lazyly: "You are more than me than a man. Don't you know that men like to smoke afterwards?"

Her eyes flashed slightly, and just as she was about to speak, his cell phone on the bed cabinet vibrated.

After answering, he whispered to the person on the phone: "Yingying, what's the matter?"
Chapter completed!