Damp Sink

The writing is smooth and exciting The heroine is so strong! It's so distressing, and sometimes so funny... The author will add more! ! !

[Soft and crying little soft bag × crazy criticizing paranoid business boss] [Age difference | The superior bows for love | Chasing his wife in the crematorium | Sweet abuse] Ling Yingyue was fostered in the Ke family when she was ten years old. Ke Jinran, the heir to the Ke family, has a face as cold as ice, and is dignified and cold. She has been afraid of him since she was a child. Everyone praised him for his abstinence, self-control, and restrained elegance. Only Ling Yingyue knew that in a deserted corner, the paranoia seeping into his bones was entangled like a vine. At midnight in midsummer, with their foreheads touching, he couldn't help but caress her lips, coaxing her while caressing her: "Don't be afraid, no one will find out." She escaped countless times and was caught by him countless times. The room was so hot that he was dizzy, and his breath was hot and humid. Ke Jinran patted his thigh and said, "Sit on my lap." Ling Yingyue was unwilling to be controlled. Escape was her last resort, and she succeeded. A year later, just when she thought she had finally escaped from the devil, on an ordinary rainy night, while sleeping soundly, she found a familiar figure standing in the shadows. Ke Jinran approached casually: "Long time no see."