Obsessive, the CEO's sweetheart

[“Baby, you agreed to this, you can’t go back on your word, I’ve recorded it all…”]

In the recording, the man continued to coax her.

Then there were the sounds of kissing, the rubbing of clothes, the hot breath of thin lips kissing the neck, and the sweet words of the man when rubbing ears...

Xin Gan's face was red as blood dripping out, she was too embarrassed to control herself, how could she continue listening? She was also afraid of hearing something more restrictive...

"Don't let it go again." Xin Gan couldn't help but want to snatch Fu Lang's phone, "Fu Lang, give me your phone."

Fu Lang naturally refused to give it to her. He held the phone out of the girl's reach, and held her slender waist with one hand. His voice suddenly lowered a degree, and his dark eyes were tinged with a hint of darkness. He reminded her: "...My dear, it's exposed."

Xin Gan looked down and saw that her white shirt was open, revealing a beautiful spring scene of bright and white. She screamed briefly, then quickly folded her arms across her chest, making it impossible for her to grab the phone.

The recording did not stop. There was no whispering at this moment, but the blushing sound continued to echo in the bathroom, especially clear...

Xin Gan covered her chest with her hands, and glared at the man with her beautiful eyes, with a soft and charming look in her eyes: "You are not allowed to look at it, and... turn it off!"

The sentence structure was indeed that of an imperative, but when she spoke softly from her lips, there was no arrogance or domineering tone in it.

Fu Lang knew that he couldn't go too far, so he turned off the recording that was playing.

Xin Gan's cheeks flushed, she pursed her lips and said, "You... delete that."

"Which one?" Fu Lang asked knowingly.

Her face puffed up slightly: "It's just a recording..."

"That won't work." Fu Lang retracted his long fingers, and the phone fell into his palm. He put it in his trouser pocket, then leaned closer to Xin Gan and whispered with a smile: "This is my evidence. I have to keep it for life."

"And... baby, tell me yourself, did you agree to this last night? Was my slap in vain, huh?"

Xin Gan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips and whispered, "I was drunk last night..."

Fu Lang raised an eyebrow and continued with her words: "Well, so?"

"...You can't take what you say when you're drunk seriously." Her tone was soft, and her voice was getting smaller and smaller, and you could tell that she felt a little guilty.

Fu Lang did not get angry but laughed. He suddenly hugged the girl's slender waist and pressed her to him. He raised his lips with a smile, "So, honey, are you planning to cheat?"

Xin Gan bumped into his arms, her nose filled with the crisp scent of cedar and bitter orange from Fu Lang. Although she instinctively felt that it was dangerous, she couldn't help but argue when he said she was playing tricks, "...you tricked me first and took advantage of me."

So, it's no big deal if she cheats a little.

Fu Lang did not deny the fact that he had deceived her first. He himself was not a man with high moral sense. His principle was to use any means to achieve his goals. He coveted and greedily lusted after her face and body in a despicable and paranoid way.

There's nothing wrong with admitting it.

"Alright." Fu Lang poked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and wrapped his big hand around Xin Gan's soft waist. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have done it last night first."

Xin Gan: “…”

Her face flushed red, she clenched her fists, punched the man's chest twice, and cursed angrily: "Vile! Shameless!"

Because she knew that Fu Lang could really do this!