Only then did Meng Lanting finally understand Feng Kezhi's intention.
She and the young man who turned towards her looked at each other, their minds went blank, and they lost their reaction for a moment.
After a while, they came back to their senses.
She glanced in the direction of the hotel door again, and the blood on her cheeks slowly faded away.
Feng Kezhi stared at her, curled his lips slightly maliciously, and repeated again: "Miss Meng, don't you understand?"
"If you don't want to, it's still too late to say it now."
Meng Lanting was silent.
"Then come down here" Feng Kezhi got out of the car and closed the door with a bang.
Perhaps the force was too strong, and Meng Lanting felt the car body swaying slightly.
The doorman in front of the hotel who had shined his shoes in the past saw him and recognized him as Feng Kezhi.
He hurriedly opened his umbrella and ran over, hitting his head with the umbrella.
He was soaking outside and smiled extremely enthusiastically.
"Mr.
Feng, I haven't seen you here for a long time.
What kind of wind is it tonight?
It has finally brought you here.
Come in quickly to avoid getting wet.
I'll park the car for you."
Feng Kezhi took the umbrella in his hand, took out a tip from his pocket with his other hand, and handed it over: "Top floor."
The doorman had already caught a glimpse of another person sitting in the back seat of the car out of the corner of his eye.
Although it was difficult to see clearly due to the rain and fog through the glass, I could make out the outline of a young woman in the car.
How could I not understand and not look at it more?
I just happily took the tip, nodded and bowed: "Right now, Mr.
Feng, please direct me."
Just go up."
After saying that, he turned around, rushed back in the rain, and disappeared through the door.
Meng Lanting saw Feng Kezhi standing outside the car door holding an umbrella, waiting for him.
He slowly raised his hand, put it on the door handle, and opened the door.
My hands were so soft that I couldn't even open the car door.
He just stood outside, watching coldly and not moving.
Meng Lanting gritted his teeth and pushed hard, and the car door was finally opened.
She bent down and got out of the car.
With a "whoosh", a coat was thrown over her head, covering most of her face.
Before he could react, he felt one shoulder sink slightly and an arm pressed up on him.
Feng Kezhi put his arm around her shoulders, held the umbrella very low, blocked half of her body, half hugged and half pushed her into the hotel door.
The doorman had already taken the key and rushed back, and saw Feng Kezhi walking in with his female companion in his arms.
The head and face of the female companion were still obliquely obscured by the umbrella, but from the pink skirt that clung to her body after being wetted by the rain, and the slender legs that made people think, she must be a young lady.
Of course, it can also be seen that Feng Kezhi seems to not want people to see the face of his female companion.
Who would be a showman in a place like this?
He handed the key to Feng Kezhi without looking away, reported the room number, and quickly ran to open the elevator door, waiting for Feng Kezhi to hug his female companion.
After entering, the elevator went up, and then I raised my head and stared at it for a while, feeling very curious.
After entering the elevator, Feng Kezhi let go of Meng Lanting's shoulder, closed the umbrella, and casually placed the umbrella in the corner of the elevator.
The space is cramped and the atmosphere is dull.
The only thing that can be heard is the monotonous noise of the elevator sprockets underfoot.
He didn't look at Meng Lanting beside him, his eyes fell on the elevator door.
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Meng Lanting didn't look at him either.
He lowered his head slightly and stared at the streaks of rainwater on the umbrella that quickly gathered along the tip of the umbrella, flowed to the teak floor of the elevator, and then flowed to the feet of the man next to him.
My feet paused slightly, the noise in my ears stopped, it was here.
The elevator door was opened by him.
The foot also lifted up, breaking through the puddle of water accumulated on the floor, leaving her behind and walked out.
Meng Lanting slowly followed out, followed to the door of a room, watched him open the door with the key, pushed it open, then stood at the door and turned to look at her.
Meng Lanting held the coat he had just used to cover his head and face tightly in his hands, his face turned slightly pale, and he stopped.
Under his intense gaze, after a moment, dragging heavy steps, she finally walked in slowly.
He followed, the door closing behind him.
Meng Lanting trembled, turned around suddenly subconsciously, raised his hand to reach for the doorknob, and was about to open the door and run away, when there was a "click", his other hand stretched out from the side, closed the door and locked it.
The light in the corridor was completely blocked.
There were no lights on in the room, the windows were tightly blocked by thick curtains, and it was almost too dark to see.
Meng Lanting fell into darkness.
She stood by the door, unable to move, and could only try to open her eyes wide.
After a while, following the sound of breathing that seemed to be getting heavier by her ears, she finally managed to see the vague face of Ange next to her. contour.
"Feng Kezhi, I won't come, let me go."
She turned towards him and said tremblingly.
"Too late" In the darkness, accompanied by a low voice that seemed to come from his ears, Meng Lanting was pressed against the wall next to the door.
Before she could react, she felt her waist tighten and her chest feel heavy.
A strong arm of the young man wrapped around her waist and pressed her body up.
Then, a pair of thin, cool lips that seemed to be moistened by rain fell on her cheeks.
Meng Lanting's body stiffened.
His lips kissed her cheek haphazardly for a moment, gradually becoming warmer, and then rubbed the tip of her still cold little nose, bringing a bit of intimacy.
Then, it was printed on her lips.
At first it was just a tentative touch, but soon he opened his mouth and took her in his mouth.
Meng Lanting's brain exploded.
The clothes fell from her fingers and fell to her feet.
His body was initially filled with the coolness and dampness of the rain outside.
Soon, his body temperature rose sharply and became scalding hot, as if a stove was ironing her still cool skin through her clothes.
Meng Lanting was kissed so hard that he couldn't breathe smoothly, and felt dizzy and dizzy until his chest felt cold and he felt as if his whole face was pressed up.
Then, his hot breath and heavy breathing hit Meng Lanting's skin in waves.
She shuddered and suddenly woke up.
She didn't dare to scream, and raised her two weak arms to push his face away.
Instead of letting go, he pressed harder and opened his mouth again.
"don't want" Meng Lanting lost his voice, and his hands subconsciously grabbed at random.
In the panic, he seemed to have grabbed his hair.
When he pulled it, he heard him let out a low cry of pain, and finally pushed the face away.
He stopped, but the arms holding her body still didn't let go.
In the dark room, which was strictly ruled by the night, only the sound of two people gasping for breath was left.
"Feng Kezhi" Just when Meng Lanting called his name in a trembling voice, suddenly, there was a slight "pop" sound, and the huge crystal lamp hanging in the middle of the living room suddenly lit up, shining brightly.
Everything in the room, the people, and their hearts are no longer inescapable.
Feng Kezhi pressed the light switch on the wall with one hand, and still held her waist with his other hand, lowering his head.
Suddenly, the two people's eyes met.
His eyes were dark, and there was a light of wild excitement shining in his eyes.
Her face was pale, and her two slightly parted lips were as beautiful as a French rose dripping blood due to the ravage just now.
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Her eyes were even wider and rounder, as if she had not been able to adapt to this sudden shock.
The bright light drove away the darkness, and looked up blankly at the handsome but evil face of the young man, which was only a few steps away from his own.
Feng Kezhi immediately looked away, no longer looking at her, and glanced at her disheveled appearance, with her chest and shoulders half exposed due to the entanglement just now, and his eyes became darker.
Suddenly he picked her up and quickly walked through the living room of the suite.
He kicked open the bedroom door and threw her on the bed covered with snow-white sheets.
He followed the trend and knelt on one knee.
He stood on the edge of the bed, staring closely at her who was thrown on the bed, and began to unbutton and take off her clothes.
The young man's body without the fetters of clothing is slender and strong, like Belvedere's Apollo.
The skin is smooth and tight, and the power hidden under the well-defined abdominal muscles seems to be about to burst out.
Meng Lanting almost didn't dare to open her eyes and look at him.
She rolled around and fell off the bed.
She threw herself on the thick and beautiful Persian carpet beside the bed.
Then she climbed up on her hands and feet to get up.
Escaped, but heard a cold voice from behind: "Meng Lanting, you should know by now how bad men can be.
I don't need anyone else, I want your people."
"Aren't you very grateful to me?
Do you want to repay me?"
"This is how you repay the favor."
It was as if some kind of immobilization technique had been cast on him.
Meng Lanting's legs went weak at the knees, and he knelt down on the soft carpet beneath him, unable to move.
He watched him take steps toward her, bent down, picked him up, and placed him on the pillow.
At first, he still kissed himself, just like he did behind the door, but soon, Meng Lanting felt as if there was a fire burning in his body, his skin became hotter and hotter, and soon his movements became irritable.
She had lost all her strength and was unable to resist, letting him manipulate her.
The strange feeling of discomfort coming from the most secret parts of her body became more and more apparent.
She gritted her teeth and did not make a sound, but the body under the man's control seemed to be no longer hers and she could not control it. , collapsed like a bowstring, and under the man's body, it was like a delicate chick that had lost the protection of its nest and feathers, trembling slightly.
"Open your eyes" "look at me" An order suddenly rang in my ears.
The voice was tight and hoarse, as if he was trying his best to endure some pain.
After he picked her up from the carpet again, took off her skirt and placed it on the pillow, she closed her eyes and never opened them.
When he didn't get a response, Feng Kezhi raised his hand and with a rough movement, he forcefully turned the face of the person on his pillow that was turned sideways.
Suddenly, he saw a faint glimmer of water in the corners of her eyes.
The water shimmered, and there were no tears, but it was wet and stained the eyelashes.
Feng Kezhi stopped for a moment, relaxed his fingers, looked at her, his face slowly sank, and finally, it was pressed into a piece of her hair scattered on the pillow beside her shoulder.
After a moment of silence, he turned over and left her, lying face down on the pillow.
"roll" From the gap between his teeth, he squeezed out a word.
Meng Lanting slowly opened his eyes, turned his face, and looked at the man beside the pillow with his back to him.
He seemed to have fallen asleep, motionless, and there was a layer of sweat on his back.
After staring for a long time, she closed her eyes, opened them again, stretched out a soft arm towards him, and put it on the man's shoulder.
Feeling his back stiffen, she leaned towards him and hugged his entire hot and sweaty back from behind.
"I do.
I didn't cry just now, it just hurt.
Just be gentle."
Her soft lips were close to his ear and she whispered.
Feng Kezhi turned back and met her eyes looking at him.
The corners of her beautiful lips curled up slightly, she leaned towards him and kissed the corner of his mouth gently.
Feng Kezhi looked at her, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot and slowly turned red.
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He suddenly turned over and threw her under him.
Early the next morning, at around five o'clock, Feng Kezhi woke up, and his consciousness seemed to still be stuck in the memory of last night.
He closed his eyes and subconsciously touched his side with his hand, but found nothing.
The hand paused.
He opened his eyes at once.
A bedside lamp was on, emitting a circle of soft light that quietly illuminated the bedroom.
There was no one beside the pillow.
Feng Kezhi sat up suddenly and looked around.
The bedroom was empty.
He jumped out of bed, ran barefoot to the dimly lit living room, and turned on the light.
There was no one there either.
Feng Kezhi stood still for a moment, frowned, and turned back to the bedroom.
He was hurriedly putting on his clothes when his eyes were attracted by a note on the bedside table under the lamp holder.
He walked quickly, picked it up, glanced at the message on it, his eyes suddenly darkened, and his face quickly turned gloomy.
He crumpled the paper in his hand and threw it at his feet.
He put on his clothes a few times and turned around.
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