Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

When I woke up, it was already morning.

That bastard Leng Yichen raped her several times last night, which made her whole body ache.

An Xiaojing was the only one on Nuoda's double bed.

Just when she was glad she couldn't see Leng Yichen, she heard a "bang", and the bathroom door was opened.

An Xiaojing stared dumbfounded at the person who caught her eyes.

A slender body with clear and powerful muscle lines, glistening drops of water slipping down from the broad shoulders and sliding over the tight waist, the sexy lines exude a wild charm.

As if being scalded, An Xiaojing quickly rolled her eyes away, her cheeks and the roots of her ears turned red.

Seeing her indifferent, like a little white rabbit about to be arrested, so pitiful, Leng Yichen became impulsive.

But when he thought that last night was not her first time, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

She looked at An Xiaojing with a look of disgust.

"Miss An, you can really pretend that a woman who is already unclean can blush? It really opened my eyes!"

Picking up the corners of his mouth, he folded his arms around his chest and looked at her leisurely, taunting her.

An Xiaojing's face darkened.

Her first time was indeed not for him!

But she is also a victim!

The man she met on the cruise intruded inexplicably, and she was still dumb and couldn't tell!

Who can she talk to about her grievances?

"Leng Yichen, you can't spit out ivory like a dog! If you can't speak, just shut up!"

"Say it again?" Leng Yichen's face instantly became extremely stinky!

Turning his head, a coldness burst out of his eyes suddenly, his face was expressionless, and a compelling chill emanated from his whole body.

An Xiaojing shrank subconsciously.

"An Xiaojing! Keep your sharp teeth if you can. I have plenty of time to play with you slowly. I want to see how long your sharp teeth can last!"

After finishing speaking, with a "bang--", Leng Yichen slammed the door and left.

An Xiaojing breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest.

Picking up the clothes scattered on the floor, she endured the soreness between her legs and walked into the bathroom. When she saw the marks on her body, she gasped.

There were patches of green and purple on the white and tender skin, and even there, the traces of last night's fierce battle could be vaguely seen.

Animals!

An Xiaojing soaked in the water and rubbed her skin vigorously, as if she wanted to get rid of those unsightly marks.

After about half an hour, An Xiaojing took a shower and changed clothes, and went downstairs to find something to eat.

However, the frantic Leng Yichen's house is so big that he can't find the door, and he can't even see anyone.

Just when he was about to turn around, his eyes glanced at the fountain not far away.

someone!

She walked over to the man.

"Hello, may I ask..." An Xiaojing stopped before she finished speaking, and stared at the person in front of her with wide eyes.

Wearing a white suit, he was silently painting on the drawing board with a paintbrush in his hand. The moment he turned his head, An Xiaojing couldn't help but screamed out.

this person……

She looks exactly like Leng Yichen!

However, Leng Yichen exudes evil charm, bloodthirsty and indifference, but this person's eyes are extremely clear.

When he looked at her, he had a smile on his face, like sunshine, warm and straight into An Xiaojing's heart.

"Who... are you? Are you Leng Yichen's twin brother? Are you his... elder brother or younger brother?"

The man didn't answer, but tilted his head and smiled, looking at An Xiaojing.

An Xiaojing touched the back of her head and looked at the painting in front of him. The oil painting on the block was an unfinished sunflower.

"You draw so beautifully! It seems to be the same as the real thing!"

The man still didn't speak, but he bent his eyes and nodded towards An Xiaojing, seeming to agree with her point of view.

An Xiaojing was a little helpless. Although she had the same face as that demon, she had a completely different feeling.

Unfortunately……

Is he unable to speak?Or, do you not want to talk to her at all?

An Xiaojing sighed, looked at the time, smiled at him and said, "Can you tell me how to get out? I'm hungry and want to go to the kitchen to find something to eat."

He glanced at An Xiaojing, turned around slowly, and pointed to the right.

Then he didn't look at her again, and continued to paint by himself.

"Thank you."

An Xiaojing glanced at him, said goodbye to him, and quickly walked out in the direction of his fingers.

But for some reason, An Xiaojing always felt that the person just now gave her a strange feeling, but she couldn't tell what was so strange.

After finally finding the restaurant, I didn't expect that Leng Yichen was sitting at the dining table and eating breakfast elegantly, his gestures and gestures were all aristocratic.

He was completely different from the man he had just met.

An Xiaojing sat down on the chair and reached out to grab the toast in front of her, but was waved away by a hand.

An Xiaojing rounded her beautiful eyes.

Leng Yichen said leisurely: "You are just a slave girl I bought, what right do you have to eat at the same table with me?"

"You!" An Xiaojing pointed at him, too angry to speak.

"You can eat if you want, and eat what's left after I finish eating!" Leng Yichen said with a smile in his eyes.

An Xiaojing was out of breath.

He clearly wanted to humiliate her!

"Isn't Miss An quite eloquent? Why can't you say a word now?"

An Xiaojing took a deep breath, raised a smile and said: "Okay! Leng Yichen, you have the guts! If you don't eat it, don't eat it!"

Seeing An Xiaojing turn around and run away, Leng Yichen put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped his mouth.

"Master, isn't this going too far? Young Mistress will be hungry." Uncle Lin looked at An Xiaojing's leaving back with some sympathy.

"Uncle Lin, she is just a slave girl I bought, don't treat her as the young mistress of this family, don't give her a good face."

Uncle Lin shook his head regretfully.

Uncle Lin has been staying at Leng's house since Leng Yichen's father's generation, and has seen countless people.

He could tell that An Xiaojing was a nice girl, and she looked quite suitable for the young master. If there was no future... What a pity!

An Xiaojing was lying in the middle of the big bed, like a dead fish, staring at the ceiling with her big, motionless eyes blankly.

She was about to faint from hunger!

She won't give in to that beast if she doesn't steam the steamed buns to fight for breath!

Looking at the ceiling, I muttered silently in my heart: charcoal grilled duck, hairy crab, spicy crayfish...

Just as An Xiaojing was fantasizing on the bed, there was a knock on the door.

Uncle Lin stood at the door with a smile on his face, holding a plate with hot food on it.

"Young Mistress, I asked my servant to cook some food for you, so hurry up and eat while it's hot! You must be starving!"

"Uncle Lin, thank you!"

An Xiaojing's eyes lit up, she turned over to pick up the plate in his hand, the smell of the food made her move her index finger.

"Uncle Lin, you are so kind! You are an angel sent from heaven! You came to save me! Not like that Leng Yichen! He is simply a devil! He is cruel and cruel to me! You still don't let me eat, I will see now When it comes to him, I'll..."

As An Xiaojing walked in, she accused Leng Yichen.

Gradually, she felt a penetrating chill coming towards her from behind her.

She tremblingly held the plate and slowly turned her head, with a mournful face.

Sure enough, Leng Yichen stood behind her with a cold and expressionless face.