014 Necklace

ress her palm against his head, holding him there.Chaos, it seems, is the only feeling left after facing him!"Hmm...ah..." she gasped softly, her legs forced wide apart, clutching his waist, making he...Taking out the necklace from the drawer, Lin Meng carefully held it and presented it to Rong Ling.

"Mumble, here you go!"

"It's amusing, this chain. What does he want to do with it" He picked up the chain and patted his thigh, commanding, "Come here, sit down!"

Lin Meng's face flushed red, standing there, a little hesitant. But under Rong Ling's increasingly dangerous gaze, she still gritted her teeth and sat on his lap. This man seemed to dislike anyone defying his orders!

Rong Ling reached out and gently brushed away her beautiful hair. In an instant, her white and jade-like neck was exposed, alluringly tempting. He pulled the chain and gently encircled it around her neck, hanging the chain back on her collarbone.

"Wear it, you'll get used to it. I like seeing you wear it." He murmured in her ear, softly as a lover's whisper, blushing her ears pink with shame.

Although Gao Changming paid for this, I chose the style. This emerald really suits your complexion. From now on, don't take it off!

Gao Changming asked him to bring a piece of jewelry from Phoenix Jewelry for Lin Meng. He figured that with her personality, she wouldn't know much about these things, so he just went and got it for her. A mere one million dollars emerald was nothing compared to the tens of millions in net profit Gao Changming would make after the business deal. He knew Gao Changming's intention—to use this as a way to curry favor! It could be said that Gao Changming had chosen the right person to offer his gift to, and now, with the woman in his arms, he was very satisfied!

Lowering his head, he looked at her nestled in his arms, blushing so deeply it seemed she couldn't even bear to be there. He chuckled softly. After so many intimate moments together, how could she still be so innocent

His eyes fell upon a expanse of smooth, white skin stretched before him, inviting his touch. A surge of passion coursed through him. He leaned down and gently kissed her neck. The slightly cool, velvety sensation was intoxicating.

“Ah…” she let out a soft gasp, her already tense body becoming even tighter. She had been so engrossed in Rong Ling’s words that she hadn't fully reacted. Rong Ling said to keep the necklace on, and she vaguely felt there was something deeper behind those words, but her limited little brain couldn't figure it out. The sudden attack on her neck startled her back to reality.

She gently moved her neck, evading his kiss. Her slender hand rested beside her, twitching as if wanting to reach up and touch her own neck, blocking his relentless kisses one after another. But the sorrowful rationality reminded her that she should be obedient, not provoke him and make him angry.

She endured, biting her lip, her cheeks flushed crimson. But his actions became increasingly bold and unrestrained. His large hand encircled her slender waist and began to knead it, not gently nor roughly, carrying a hint of erotic suggestion. One hand trailed along her flat stomach, slowly reaching for her chest. Behind her, his kiss landed on her shoulder blade. That fiery breath grazed her sensitive shoulders, sending shivers down her spine.

"No..." she whispered, her voice laced with a hint of pitiful longing. Her long, narrow eyes were tinged with pink, a mixture of shyness and the bewilderment of shame.

He suddenly stopped all his movements, his big hand gripping her waist, and with almost no effort, he twisted her body around. This exposed her tearful face to his eyes. He looked at her with deep, dark eyes. She lowered her gaze, afraid to meet his. Only her rosy lips trembled slightly, blooming like a delicate flower that invited one to lean down and taste its heart.

His eyes heated up immediately, and he lowered his head. He lightly kissed her lips, fleetingly, like a dragonfly landing on water. Then, a gentle kiss, softly landed on her eyelids, one after another, revealing an indescribable tenderness, as if silently comforting her.

Her face was ripe and rosy, like a cherry.

He lifted her chin, looking at her intently. Although she kept her eyes downcast, she could feel his gaze fixed on her, burning with both intensity and depth.

Let's have a meal!

He abruptly said this, kissed her forehead, patted her little butt, and pushed her away. She scrambled to her feet, gave a nervous "Oh," and sat down opposite him, picking up the toast he had just put down and stuffing it into her mouth haphazardly. She took a bite but found she couldn't taste it, feeling restless and uneasy. Because she could still feel his gaze following her like a shadow, making her body feel hot but for no reason!

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What's fun to do in your city

After dinner, he suddenly said that.

Lin Meng was stunned, her eyes blinking at him in confusion.

He raised an eyebrow. "Your father said you're familiar with J City, so why don't you be my tour guide today!"

Lin Meng's face flushed slightly. Her father was lying; she knew it. Although she was born and raised in J City, how could she possibly know everything about the place! Her life had been confined to school and home—a predictable routine that offered little opportunity for exploration. Yet, she couldn't call out her father's falsehood right to his face!

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and her long eyelashes trembled nervously.

To the park! It seems a bit strange, that's where couples and families go, isn't it She and he... well, it's just so weird!

A zoo! ... This seems like a place that only kids are interested in going to!

Then... then to the Martyrs' Monument... that seems even weirder! It just feels so out of place for someone like Rong Ling to go to such a place...

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