Sell oneself 037 parting ways

  He could have used his power to keep her by his side, keeping her for as long as he wanted. But feeling himself being led by her, he was unwilling. He was a free and proud wind, with an untamed nature, loving to drift wherever he pleased, so he didn't want to be bound, therefore, he still had to let her go.

  A man's strength lies in his ability to control himself, not being infatuated with external things, and being able to pick up and put down at any time.

  After taking a bath, he got into bed. The mattress sank slightly, she hummed softly, opened her somewhat sleepy eyes, and looked at him dazedly.

  "Have you taken your medicine?"

  "Huh?" She slightly tilted her head, raised her eyes to look at him, and her brain, still shrouded in drowsiness, couldn't process his question. At this moment, she was actually quite adorable. With half-closed eyes, her dark pupils had a faint mist, and her whole person exuded a faint haze of sleepiness and laziness, very enticing. Due to sufficient sleep, her pale face emitted a faint flush, with a beauty like ripe fruit, but this lovely little face showed an air of innocence, naivety, and purity. This combination of sleepiness, sensuality, and purity was likely to ignite the flames within a man's body.

  Then, Rong Ling smiled, and he didn't understand either how he would run into such a little woman who was unclear whether she was an immortal or a demon.

  "Have you taken the medicine?!" He asked again, concerned about her condition. After all, she had a high fever last night and almost got pneumonia. Although she's fine now, she still needs to take the medicine for a few more days as a precaution.

  Lin Meng finally reacted, softly "hmm" and yawned slightly, squinting her eyes, drowsily leaning towards him. Most Western cold medicines are like this, after taking them, it's easy to feel drowsy. Lin Meng's whole body felt lazy, unwilling to wake up, so in a half-asleep state, she subconsciously followed her own nature.

  It should be a habit, getting used to the warmth of being held in someone's arms at night, getting used to the tenderness that seems to be protected by someone. So the familiar masculine scent made her make a move closer. But she wasn't bold enough after all, so she just leaned against his side, lightly rubbed against him, found a comfortable position and then let out a small yawn, her delicate red lips moved slightly, slowly closing her eyes.

  This series of actions was only for a very short time, but it exuded extreme elegance and charm. The movements, like those of a kitten, lightly touched, yawned, and closed her eyes, suddenly making the little woman become seductive. Rong Ling's vision was very good, so he accurately captured the moment when the pink small mouth opened, the light trembling of the tongue; also captured the moment when the small mouth slowly closed, the upper lip gently rubbing against the lower lip, as if sucking on something, exuding a silent invitation; also captured the moment when the narrow eyes slowly closed, the corners of the eyes overflowing with tiny silver lights due to drowsiness, and the slow fluttering of the black eyelashes, like a feather lightly brushing his heart!

  His body heated up again, this time it was excitement, but it was out of desire, the kind of desire men have to possess women.

  His black eyes flickered slightly as he pondered, somewhat hesitant.

  He wanted to let her go, on this last night. Because she cried out to him that she wasn't selling herself. Because at that time she was unconscious, so people could feel the truth in what she said. A girl who hadn't even graduated yet, came to his side due to her father's demands, and when he first saw her trembling, dodging, and escaping, it made him roughly understand her helplessness and coercion. There must be a lot of pressure on her mind, that's why she cried out loudly when she lost consciousness.

  At that moment, his cold heart slightly loosened, and he secretly told himself to let this girl go. The hospital's uniform was white and blue, and when she wore it, it was actually very charming, making her body look even more slender. The two captivating collarbones exposed by the open neckline also tempted him to take a bite. He had some impure thoughts at that time, but suppressed them due to this psychological hint.

  Now she was stuck to him in such a charming way, with an expression that seemed completely at his mercy, and his heart was really on cloud nine.

  Perhaps it was a bit hot, but Rong Ling had just taken a cool shower and his body exuded a refreshing chill. Lin Meng stuck close to him, feeling an unusual comfort. She couldn't help but move her body slightly, leaning closer to his side. Her warm face rubbed against his chest, the icy sensation making her feel extremely comfortable, she hummed softly, and pressed herself even closer to him.

  This was an entirely instinctive action, and Rong Ling's eyes immediately dimmed, with a spark of fire flashing at the bottom of his eyes.

  Looking at this pretty little woman, feeling her delicate and fragile body, Rong Ling couldn't help but sneer in his heart, thinking that his momentary kindness and concession were actually hypocritical and laughable. When she came to find him, he already knew the nature of this transaction, and he had given her the opportunity to leave, but she chose to stay. Now that she was thoroughly under his control, why did she still pretend to be noble and restrained on their last night together?

  "Rong Ling, you've never been a good person!"

  He let out a low, cold hum in his heart, and a sly smile spread across the corners of his mouth, making that one face, which was more impressive than any Westerner's, look even more devilishly charming.

  He slightly turned over, lowered his head, gazed at the serene little face, stretched out his hand, and slowly brushed away the black hair stuck to her face. He carefully stared at her, her breathing was calm, with each breath, a faint fragrance of a girl flowed out. He extended his index finger, carefully tracing along the arc of that sweet little mouth, delicately painting it for a while, lowered his head again, and could no longer conceal the flames of desire in his heart, kissing those inviting lips.

  This is going to be the last night of revelry!