"Ling Jing, let go of me."
This time, Su Peizhen's scolding didn't have any effect. There was a fire in Ling Jing's heart. A ball of uncontrollable anger made his soul angry as well.
"I'll let go after I'm done."
In the end, Su Peizhen couldn't beat Ling Jing and let him have his way.
As their ears were touching, she heard him whisper, "Do it once. If you can get off the bed, I'll let you go."
She closed her eyes and let him go.
Ling Jing was also keeping his promise. He really only came once.
The moment Su Peizhen got off the bed, she clearly felt her legs go weak as if she couldn't stand.
She didn't look at Ling Jing anymore. She didn't even think of tidying herself up. She cleaned herself up casually, put on her clothes, and left.
He made a decision in his heart. Ling Jing didn't know what to do. It seemed that she needed to be cold to him for a while.
