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s finally coaxed to sleep by A Zhen, it was almost midnight, it wasn't good to keep tossing the child around like this. It would be better if Lin Meng, being the mother, stayed at A Zhen's place. Thi...The burning in his heart grew stronger, as if that very core of him was being ripped from its place. He narrowed his eyes slightly in the pain, and his hot tongue pressed down heavily on her soft little tongue, suppressing the turmoil that came over her once she reacted.

Under the sudden downpour, he leaned over her, kissing her, shielding her with his face from the torrential rain. With his own body, he held her firmly, creating a small haven of shelter from the storm for her.

The rain that fell on her seemed to lessen all at once. The infatuation, too, seemed to dissipate in an instant!

It's not an illusion!

His muscular body radiated a high heat, even through his wet shirt. It made her feel both hot and uncomfortable. She was fine, so why had he appeared And why had he taken her umbrella, taking away her enjoyment! Why had he robbed her of her breath like that!

Enraged, she shoved him, but he held her tightly, as if determined to stay entwined with her forever, like Siamese twins. She glared at him, then lifted her foot and kicked him with her delicate high-heeled sandal.

Heels, when necessary, are a woman's weapon. That thin, small heel, that slightly square patch of surface, can unleash astonishing destructive power, leaving one feeling a dull ache as they endure it.

Rong Ling's face twitched in pain, and the faint warmth in his heart, which felt like it was constantly flowing away, suddenly stopped. This kick also kicked away his infatuation!

Even though it's rare for him to be so forthright, there's no one else but his beloved wife who can be so openly oblivious.

Not only was she oblivious, she was outrageously brazen!

She slapped him again without saying a word, and then kicked his foot with her high heels. The pain from both attacks made his face turn dark. She was so carefree; she simply pushed him hard without moving back. Instead, like a queen, she ignored him and continued walking forward.

He twisted his body, his gaze following, and touched his face with his hand. In the torrential rain, his eyes narrowed, flashing with a bloodthirsty light!

This woman deserves some punishment!

She got mad and made him run away from home. She even went wandering around the streets in this weather, with lightning and thunder crashing all around, she wasn't afraid at all. Suddenly, she was struck by lightning! Electrocuted! And she beat him and kicked him too, so brutally!

You're getting really patient!

Gathering his energy, he pounced on her like a ferocious tiger. He picked her up— well, carried her rather— with a dark expression, striding towards the Hummer closely trailing behind him. His menacing appearance, coupled with the stormy weather, made him look like a demon lord who emerged during such conditions to wreak havoc and capture mischievous fairies who had wandered into the human world.

This scene attracted a lot of attention and raised concerns from some. Two people even immediately took out their phones, intending to call 110.

But, the sinister and ferocious Demon Lord, what he did next was not at all like his usual self. The little fairy he carried on his shoulder wriggled around frantically. The Demon Lord bent down, his seemingly unbreakable back curving, as he protected her face, her hands, her waist, and finally her legs, carefully tucking her into the car to prevent her from moving around and hurting herself against the car wall. During this process, the little fairy's arms and legs repeatedly lashed out at the Demon Lord. In the end, when the Demon Lord got in, everyone saw that the pale yellow high heels on the little fairy's feet weren't gentle either, striking the Demon Lord repeatedly. Those high heels, which could be called artifacts, startled the two men who were trying to be heroes, causing them to draw several sharp breaths of cold air. While silently mourning for the Demon Lord, they also pitifully put down their phones.

It's anyone's game!

The car door finally closed, and the explosive scene disappeared before everyone's eyes. The imposing Hummer, which made too many people envious, was like a demon beast under the crotch of the Demon King. Under this dark sky, it roared up, bringing up two high and mighty jets of water. In the water jets, its ferocity was evident!

Tough, not just the car, but also the people!

Fed up with the abuse, he got into his car, slammed the door shut. He first took those two "divine artifacts" off Lin Meng's little feet and threw them to the side viciously. His stomach, which had just been kicked by the two, was injured internally. Once, his lifeline almost went kaput.

This little woman, making such a mess, she's ruined. Let's see how she cries later!

He thought resentfully in his heart, and at the same time he grasped Lin Meng, who was wriggling around in his arms like a little cat, restless and uneasy. Before she could retaliate, he flipped her over like a fish, her backside high in the air facing him. He reached out with a big hand, grabbing the hem of her shorts and pulling them down. Just as a hint of fair skin that made one's heart skip a beat was revealed, a flash of light shot in from outside, startling him!

I've been driven mad by this little woman!

There's a driver in front, where could he take off her pants!

Hitting her on the buttocks through her pants!

No, if she found out that this scene was seen by someone else, she would definitely scold him! Besides, he didn't want others to see him disciplining his own woman.

What should I do now, just leave it alone! What about the fire in his heart, what should he do! He said that the performance with Li Lanqiu was for show, how could she not believe him How could she not know what kind of person he is! He said, knowing she was wronged, let her understand him a little bit, how could she not understand! He's putting in all this effort now, does she think he enjoys it! Planning every step, making trouble with his wife, unable to be intimate, forced to feign affection with someone he hates, his mind is about to explode. She's adding fuel to the fire behind him, simply making his life miserable. He gave her the opportunity, allowing her full authority to deploy those people from Zun Shu, if she was angry, then send a few people over to beat them up, release some pent-up anger, why did she do this to him Knowing full well that he hated this kind of behavior! She even entrusted their son to his mother, how infuriating! She doesn't even want her own son!

The more he thought about it, the fiercer the fire in his heart became. The more he thought, the more he wanted to beat her up, to give her a good beating so she would wake up. In the middle of summer, she went out to get rained on, acting like an idiot. She thought that if she got rained on when it was hot, she wouldn't catch a cold, wouldn't get pneumonia, wouldn't die! She didn't even know how to love and care for her own body. At her age, she still acted like a child!

Seeing her moan and struggle, completely dominated by him, yet still trying to wriggle up and provoke him, he pressed down on her head with one hand and her buttocks with the other, pinning her down. He then coldly ordered the driver ahead to continue driving.

"Go to the nearest store and buy me a bath towel!" He thought about it, then decided a bath towel was too small. "No, get me a quilt instead."

The driver replied, "Yes," and quickly parked the car. He ran out in the rain and came back just as quickly, bringing back the thin blanket, still unopened. Rong Ling took it, gave a place name, and the driver sat upright, keeping his eyes straight ahead, his mind calm and still, driving intently.

As Rong Ling tore open the thin quilt, Lin Meng was able to scramble up, using her hands and feet to climb off his legs. But as soon as she had gotten to her feet, he enveloped her in a hug. He pressed her firmly against his chest, the thin quilt like a net, densely covering her, trapping her tightly. She became a trapped insect within the net, struggling desperately but still gasping for breath, unable to escape the confines of the quilt.

"Not enough chaos!"

He saw that she wouldn't give in, so he cunningly started getting physical, biting her ear and sneering coldly.

She ignored him, lying on his chest, catching her breath, recuperating so that she could gather enough strength to fight him again. But he was never short of energy. Taking advantage of her weakness, his wolf claws reached under the thin blanket and pulled off her shorts, then he grabbed one of her buttocks with his hand and pinched it hard.

You mustn't hit her, even through the thin blanket, because any blow will inevitably make a sound.

Toward his woman, in front of others, he not only has an extremely long possessive desire but also a strong protective urge.

So, under the circumstances where he couldn't hit or scold her, he could only endure it and pinch her buttocks.

She was pitiful. She had pushed too hard just now, exhausted to the bone, and now her eyes were wide open, gasping for air, letting him strip her half-naked. Now she had to endure this as well. Fear, anger, shame – all washed over her face in a torrent, turning it bright red. And he, that bastard, bit her ear, humming coldly and cruelly.

"Do you know you were wrong!"

She's wrong

She didn't do anything wrong!

With a stubborn grunt, she turned her face away. But actually, she had simply switched the position of her right cheek from being pressed against his chest to her left cheek doing so!

Little sample!

Rong Ling narrowed her eyes, her anger flaring as she squeezed even harder with her palm.

She endured at first, but after a few moments, her mind changed. She let out a soft moan. He pinched her, and she cried out in pain, but she didn't beg him!

He hardened his heart and continued to be ruthless. But at the end of the day, in front of her, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He squeezed with one hand, she sneezed abruptly, then another, and another, rapidly like firecrackers. His hand softened. Seeing her take a breath, her nose slightly red as she rubbed against his chest, and then changing her face to lean against his chest, he involuntarily shifted from wanting to punish her to worrying about her.

He reached out with his big hand and touched her forehead, checking her temperature. It felt a little warm, but not too hot. What was really strange was that she was soaking wet all over, just huddled there like that. He hadn't even been out of the car for a few minutes when the rain soaked him through, let alone how long she had been wandering around in it. Even now, her hair was still dripping with water, which spoke volumes.

She's a complete mess now!

Perhaps I'm going to become a sick bird soon!

"No more getting caught in the rain!"

He blurted out a word. The big hand under the thin blanket started to move, pulling her pants down completely.ioned, temperature-controlled conference room, Rong Qi already had beads of sweat dripping down his forehead. His usually handsome face was now pale and ashen, almost like a drowned man pulled out of...