Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

Seeing Wen Rong sitting down again, Li Zhengting curled his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Even though he knew Wen Rong was unwilling, so what? Her wishes were not important.

The first rule of being Mrs. Li is to be gentle and obedient, and Wen Rong did a good job of this in the past.

Although the little white rabbit would make trouble when she got anxious, he didn't mind breaking her pride bit by bit, plucking her wings, and making her crawl more obediently than before.

Wen Rong, who was sitting there, experienced for the first time in his life the specific meanings of three century-old idioms: sitting on pins and needles, having something stuck in the throat, and having a thorn in the back.

In particular, even though she tried her best to avoid looking at Li Zhengting, the man's fiery gaze kept staring at her.

If it were my previous self, my heart would have been beating like a flutter, and I would have wanted to devote my entire body and soul to him and give him whatever he wanted.

After Aunt Lan answered the phone, she immediately returned to the restaurant in case the husband and wife had any instructions.

Wen Rong was like seeing a life-saving straw. She raised her eyes and chuckled at Aunt Lan. However, when Li Zhengting saw this smile, he was stunned at first, but then he realized that the smile was not directed at him. His face immediately darkened and he heavily dropped the porcelain spoon in his hand.

The sound of porcelain colliding was quite harsh, and Wen Rong and Aunt Lan looked at him together.

Li Zhengting wiped his mouth elegantly, lowered his voice and asked, "Who called?"

Faced with the sudden stinky face, Aunt Lan was at a loss...

"Oh, he's not a decent person. He must be a swindler from northern Myanmar. It's the end of the year and he's trying to boost sales. Sir or Madam, you don't have to pay any attention to him!"

Wen Rong felt warm in her heart. In the Li family, apart from Grandpa, Aunt Lan was the only one who was kind to her.

It obviously couldn't be a scam call, but Aunt Lan actually made up such an unreliable excuse for her.

But even more unreliable things are yet to come.

Seeing that Wen Rong's attention was all on Aunt Lan, Li Zhengting's face became increasingly gloomy. "Where did this liar come from? How dare he set his sights on the Li family? Let the security department investigate tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Rong turned around and left upstairs without saying goodbye.

He didn't care at all how ugly the face of the person behind him was.

……

When Aunt Lan was the only one left in the restaurant, the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. Since such a messy person outside could call her house, he must be a tough guy and she couldn't just sit there and do nothing!

Thinking of this, Aunt Lan took out her cell phone and dialed a number...

……

Perhaps because he experienced too many things in just one day, Wen Rong's thoughts were in a mess and he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he lay down.

The dream was not peaceful either. She dreamed of the first snowy night again. The sky was full of snow and she was curled up as if she was in an ice cellar.

The next second, Wen Rong was surrounded by a huge furnace, which dispelled all the coldness. She felt her body become extremely heavy, and then her breath was taken away.

Until she opened her eyes drowsily and fell into a pair of deep and handsome eyes.

The wall lamp at the head of the bed was dim, but it was enough to see the handsome face of the person behind him.

Wen Rong's pupils shrank suddenly, and her sleepiness was instantly cleared away! She put her slender white wrist in front of the man, trying to block his force.

Li Zhengting was breathing heavily, his eyes were dark and dark. Wen Rong was only wearing a white suspender pajamas after taking a shower. When she tore it, one of the shoulder straps slipped down to her arm.

The man's breathing suddenly became heavier, and his big hand with thin calluses grasped her resisting hand, bringing a burning sensation.

Wen Rong really didn't expect that Li Zhengting would touch her again!

It was not until the man's kiss landed on her fingertips that Wen Rong was able to breathe, and she scolded with shame and anger: "Li Zhengting, what are you doing!?"

Li Zhengting smiled, his already beautiful eyebrows and eyes were stained with desire and looked even more evil: "Mrs. Li, you are my legal wife, what else can I do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhengting touched the side of her face.

Wen Rong's whole body was trembling, but her mind was extremely clear. She even had a psychological aversion to Li Zhengting's touch!

"Li Zhengting, I'm too tired today and don't want to do this kind of thing. Can you let me go?"

At the end, Wen Rong's voice contained a hint of pleading, and she tried her best to curl up her whole body as if that would protect herself.

But Li Zhengting seemed not to hear it. His nose was filled with the faint peach scent from Wen Rong, which made him want to swallow it in one gulp!

At this point, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to!

Wen Rong had a vague premonition that Li Zhengting might not be so easy to talk to today. You know, he has never been a man who would put himself in a difficult position.

Wen Rong tensed up unconsciously, her whole body becoming extremely stiff.

She remembered the last time, which was the first time between the two of them. That night, Wen Rong was almost tortured to death by Li Zhengting.

She still doesn't understand why Li Zhengting, who appears to be dignified, gentle and superior, would be so cruel to women in bed?

Perhaps he only showed his tyranny and cruelty to himself, while his gentleness and kindness were all given to other women.

For example, Yun Sheng, and another example...

"Tsk..."

Suddenly, Wen Rong felt a pain in her wrist. She came back to her senses and looked at the man's unhappy eyes. "What are you thinking about? You are still distracted?"

Wen Rong calmed himself down and suppressed his panicked heartbeat and helplessness!

"Li Zhengting, stop making trouble. I'm really tired and want to rest..."

But this kind of soft rejection in bed has a completely different meaning in the eyes of men.

Li Zhengting could hardly control himself from rubbing her cheek, hugged her and coaxed her very gently: "Okay, you go to sleep, I won't disturb you."

Although gentle, the actions were as strong and overbearing as ever.

Wen Rong wanted to say something, but Li Zhengting lowered his head to block her breathing. The kiss made her almost dizzy and she couldn't tell what day it was.

Li Zhengting coaxed her in her ear: "Be good, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you again..."

Li Zhengting's voice was mellow and low. Wen Rong was stunned. This was the first time he spoke to her in such a tone.

While she was stunned, Wen Rong no longer had the chance to struggle...

……

That night, the dark bedroom was filled with the sound of tenderness and love.