Chapter 988 - The Story of Ling and Heng (251)

Chapter 988: The Story of Ling and Heng (251)
The man’s sudden kiss was forceful to the point where it was difficult for her to bear. She could not help but stagger backward but was held firmly in the man’s arms. He pressed her tightly against his chest, locking her in his embrace.
This kiss was earth shattering and left her incapable of resisting. Even her instincts to struggle and back away disappeared, leaving behind a soft, numbing sensation. All of her nerves were trembling from the abrupt, intense kiss.
Feng Ling keenly sensed that the man’s mood was poor. She also strongly felt his rage. She closed her eyes and allowed him to kiss her as intensely as he pleased. Even as the man’s grip around her waist tightened, as though he was trying to strangle her with his hold, she did not make any sound nor did she attempt to struggle.
Finally, as she became slightly breathless and her voice had turned heavy from the suffocation, Li Nanheng released her. However, he only allowed her a second to catch her breath before he gave her another earth shattering kiss. He was mindless of the people and cars passing by or all of the uncomfortable gazes and fingers pointing at them. He kissed her as though they were the only ones here, as though they were the only people in this world.
Feng Ling leaned against his arms weakly. She felt as though all of her air had been sucked away by the kiss. It was impossible for her to summon any energy. The man then abruptly released her. Just as she thought this had ended and they could finally have a proper conversation, the man took hold of her wrist and began tugging her back to their condo.

Boss…
Feng Ling’s heart thumped heavily. She couldn’t understand what he was trying to do, yet she vaguely understood his intentions. She hesitated for a moment but was still forcefully hauled past the entrance of their condo building.
The man brought her into the elevator and back to the condo. The moment he opened the door, Feng Ling was dragged in. As the door slammed close, she staggered and was pushed toward the nearest sofa.
Feng Ling’s feet stumbled against the coffee table and she immediately fell backward.
As she landed heavily against the sofa, the man immediately moved on top of her. She subconsciously shrunk her neck back and turned her head away when she felt her body being pressed down. One hand nudged her face back and another deep kiss landed against her lips.

Uu…
This kiss contained completely different intentions from the earlier ones.
The kisses from earlier contained anger and his feelings for her, while this one clearly expressed desire.
Feng Ling’s hands pushed against Li Nanheng for only a moment before they were caught and held firmly by her side. The man’s kiss was overbearing and forceful. Without any hesitation, he immediately began targeting her sensitive spots.
She shrunk her head back to avoid him while her body trembled from the sensations flooding her body.

Boss… Boss, calm down… I know you’re angry…
She tried to help him regain his rationality.
However, the man caught her chin and sealed her lips. After a long, deep kiss, Feng Ling almost could not take it. All of a sudden, he reached his arms out and lifted her from the sofa.
When being lifted in the air, one’s arms and feet would instinctively cling onto whatever was in front of them. Feng Ling was not an exception. She held onto the man’s neck and lowered her head. She saw from the man’s gaze that he would not tolerate her resistance right now. He carried her to the bedroom and kicked the door open before pressing her down onto the bed.
Following which, be it removing his clothes or her clothes, his movements were smooth to the point where there was no space for Feng Ling to push him away.
Finally, as the man’s lips pressed against hers again, all of a sudden, the clear noise of the man’s belt being unbuckled filled the air. Feng Ling closed her eyes and predicted that she was about to re-experience the night of aching pain she previously endured.
Furthermore, right now, Li Nanheng was not unconscious. He was extremely aware. His body also wasn’t as weak as when he had been enduring a fever.
She predicted that she might die…
Just before the man was about to lose control, her arms were pressed down firmly by the side.
All of a sudden, a numbing pain filled her arm. This was part of the damage that snake bite had done to her. She had grown used to experiencing this every once in a while, but as she was being pressed down onto the bed and made unable to move, the sudden pain caused her complexion to turn pale. Her burning hot body also suddenly turned cold as she trembled.
Her sudden shiver caused Li Nanheng to pause.
This shiver was completely different from her earlier reactions to her kiss; there was no way Li Nanheng would not notice. As though having thought of something, he lowered his head to see that her complexion was poor. He then turned to her arm and immediately released her.
The moment Feng Ling regained her freedom, she immediately shifted her hand back. She moved her arm slowly in an attempt to make the numbing pain disappear.
Watching her pained and careful movements, and the way she was clearly trying to endure the discomfort, Li Nanheng instantly felt as though a bucket of cold water had been splashed over his head, forcing him awake.
He abruptly stood up and hauled the blanket over. He covered the mostly undressed woman before turning to leave.
Feng Ling sat on the bed waiting for the pain to pass before she finally sat up with the blankets. It was extremely quiet in the condo; quiet to the point where she could hear the sound of water running in the other bedroom.
She easily guessed that he had left to take a cold shower.
She lowered her head to look at her elbow and rubbed it slightly with her hand. She then turned to look at the bedroom across hers. After deliberating, she got off the bed and readjusted her clothes. She then sat back down on the bed, unsure of what she was supposed to do.
Around fifteen minutes later, the sound of water running abruptly ceased. Li Nanheng stepped out of the bathroom in a dark blue bathrobe and sat down on the sofa to light a cigarette. After smoking for a while, Feng Ling could see from her angle that the man had leaned back against the sofa. After a long moment, he still did not move.
Boss Li’s moods really seemed to be poor…
If it was only because he had seen Qiao Fei and her together, he would be done after expressing his jealousy. He wouldn’t appear this way.
She stood up and left the room, approaching the sofa. The man’s cigarette had been stubbed out and left in the ashtray. He leaned against the sofa as though to rest. Despite hearing her movements, he did not open his eyes.
However, Feng Ling could tell from his expression and his breathing that he wasn’t asleep.