After her substitute disappeared, the CEO went crazy

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Shen Weiqing slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

In fact, she woke up as soon as Ling Yuzheng entered the study, but she just pretended to be asleep because she didn't know how to face him.

She lay quietly on the bed, recalling the solid and warm feeling of his kiss and his embrace just now.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door was opened, and Ling Yuzheng came out with his upper body naked and a towel around his waist.

His hair was still wet and dripping water.

Hearing the sound, Shen Weiqing originally wanted to close her eyes and continue pretending to be asleep, but her acting skills were so clumsy that she was discovered before turning over.

"woke up?"

Ling Yuzheng went to the bed and sat down, raised his hand and stroked Shen Weiqing's waterfall-like black hair gently, and asked softly.

When he found out, Shen Weiqing stopped pretending, sat up, looked at him, and brushed her long hair that was a little messy from sleeping.

Although they have had countless skin-to-skin kisses, Shen Weiqing couldn't help but blush when she saw Ling Yuzheng's naked upper body.

Ling Yuzheng liked the shy way she looked at him the most, couldn't help reaching out and pinching Shen Weiqing's face, then lowered his head and pecked lightly on her red lips.

Shen Weiqing's face turned red again.

Seeing her shyness, Ling Yuzheng's lips twitched happily, looking in a good mood, turned around and walked into the bathroom again.

Didn't he just take a shower?

Just when Shen Weiqing was wondering, Ling Yuzheng came out of the bathroom with a black hair dryer in his hand.

Ling Yuzheng walked to the bed, took off his shoes and went to bed, handed the hair dryer to Shen Weiqing, leaned on the bedside table and closed his eyes to rest.

Shen Weiqing knew that this meant asking herself to dry his hair, just like last time in his office, so she took it.

The gentle wind blew out from the hair dryer, Shen Weiqing's slender fingers shuttled through Ling Yuzheng's hair, fiddled with it gently.

And Ling Yuzheng also cooperated with her very much, adjusting his position according to her movements.

His hair was relatively short, and it dried in two or three strokes. Shen Weiqing wanted to step over him to go to the bathroom to prevent the hair dryer, but just as he stretched out a leg, Ling Yuzheng jumped up and pressed her under him.

Shen Weiqing looked into his fiery gaze, and became overwhelmed because of nervousness, her heart was like countless deer bumping around, thumping and thumping.

Just when she was looking at Ling Yuzheng with a blushing face in doubt, the next second, Ling Yuzheng lowered his head and covered her soft and delicate lips.

A familiar smell came from between her lips and teeth, and Shen Weiqing felt like her whole body was getting an electric shock.

Not seeing each other for more than half a month, both of them missed each other very much, Ling Yuzheng gently held her face, Shen Weiqing's hands naturally hooked Ling Yuzheng's neck.

The two of them fused all their thoughts into this deep kiss, unable to extricate themselves.

It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Ling Yuzheng reluctantly left her lips.

But the movements of his hands were dishonest, his hands poked in from the corner of Shen Weiqing's skirt, and slid on her smooth back.

Ling Yuzheng's hand seemed to be carrying an electric current, and wherever it went, it would cause Shen Weiqing to tremble.

"do you miss me?"

Ling Yuzheng buried his head in her neck and whispered, while biting gently, while smelling deeply, he liked the faint smell of her body.

It was from Shen Weiqing, and it belonged to him.

Although Shen Weiqing's body slowly surrendered under his attack, but when she thought that he was Zhao Mengmeng's fiancé after all, she gritted her teeth and remained stubborn.

Ling Yuzheng smiled helplessly, gently raised his hand to scratch her nose, and fell down again.

Everything happened so naturally, and two hours later, Ling Yuzheng let Shen Weiqing let her go while she was crying softly.

There is a beautiful atmosphere in the bedroom.

On the big bed, Ling Yuzheng lay flat on the bed, forcing Shen Weiqing to lie on his arms, and gently stroked her delicate side back and forth with his hands.

Shen Weiqing nestled quietly in Ling Yuzheng's arms, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

She clearly knew that this person was Zhao Mengmeng's fiancé, but she still indulged in his tenderness shamelessly.

She clearly told herself not to be emotional with him anymore, but just now she couldn't help but respond to him.

"You're not feeling right today."

Seeing that Shen Weiqing was always sullen as if he had something on his mind, Ling Yuzheng couldn't help turning over and hugging her, making her face him, looking at her gently with his beautiful eyes.

The two of them just looked at each other silently, and the more Shen Weiqing thought about it, the more wronged she felt.

What to say?If you want to say that you didn't do a toy and other things well, you actually fell in love with him?

Or do you want to say that you are the illegitimate daughter of his future father-in-law?

A burst of pain and sadness suddenly surged up in my heart, and the tip of my nose became more and more sore, and the tears that were just swirling in my eyes were pouring out at this moment.

In the past, Shen Weiqing only hated Zhao Mengmeng, why did she use such ugly words to insult her every time she saw her, why did she say that Shen Weiqing stole her father when it was her mother, Zhao Yaling, who stole her love.

But yesterday, when Zhao Mengmeng stood in the auditorium, proudly announcing to Shen Weiqing that Ling Yuzheng was her fiance, Shen Weiqing realized that she had started to envy Zhao Mengmeng.

From childhood to adulthood, even if she lived in poverty, she never felt a sense of lack in her heart.

But now, she felt deeply powerless in her heart, because the distance between her and Ling Yuzheng could not be bridged no matter how hard she tried.

She can't bridge the gap that has been between the two since birth, and she will never be able to bridge it.

More and more tears rolled out of her almond eyes, Ling Yuzheng panicked, gently held her face, and gently wiped it for her.

But this action of his made Shen Weiqing even more wronged, all the depression came out, Shen Weiqing hugged Ling Yuzheng's waist tightly, plunged into his arms and cried loudly.

While crying, Shen Weiqing thought, if they are destined to be separated, then let her cherish these few intimate moments.

She knew that such a thought was shameful, but she was really reluctant, very reluctant.

Seeing Shen Weiqing crying more and more sadly, and coughing uncontrollably, Ling Yuzheng's heart also felt tangled in pain.

He originally wanted to pull Shen Weiqing's head out of his arms, but the little girl seemed to have exhausted all her strength and hung her small body on Ling Yuzheng's body.

Fearing that his strength would hurt her, Ling Yuzheng had no choice but to give up and let her vent in his arms, gently patted her back with one hand to comfort her, and gently stroked the back of her head with the other hand.