It was impossible not to dodge or dodge. Otoya was frightened and jerked to one side, and immediately separated his hand.

As if he had expected it, Fu Lingzhi did not show any embarrassment. He raised his eyebrows angrily, took a big step back, then held his hands in front of him, watching her playfully.

Otoya was a little anxious. She didn't know how many paparazzi Yi Muliang had found or where they were hiding. She raised her head and quickly observed the layout of the room. If she could take a picture, it must be near the window. She had to think

The method is to lure Fu Lingzhi to the window. Only when he reaches the window can everything continue. The question is how to seduce him. It would be fine if the target is someone else, but Fu Lingzhi... no matter how powerful she is in cultivation, she will still be at a loss.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Lingzhi squinted his eyes, and the bright light from the crystal chandelier above his head melted into his dark eyes.

Otoya was so frightened by his words that her heart trembled. How could she forget that with his scheming attitude, if she wanted to plot against him, she would have to be even more careful.

The winter night was cold, but the temperature of the air conditioner in the room was very high. Otoya had something else on his mind, his head kept spinning, and soon his palms and back were sweating.

She looked around, trying to find the remote control, and the white remote control happened to be placed on the bay window. The bay window was French-style and not high enough to expose the upper half of the two people.

Otoya thought for a moment, then walked to the dining table and poured two glasses of red wine, then handed one to Fu Lingzhi. He walked to the window and looked outside, seeing a darkness and the occasional light from the opposite floor.

She saw nothing.

After waiting for a long time, Fu Lingzhi didn't come over. According to Otomi's assumption, he would drink the red wine in one gulp, then walk behind her and put his arm around her waist...

Fu Lingzhi is usually so smart, and she is acting like this. Does he still not know what it means? Or does he simply know her plan?

When her heart was in chaos, Yinmi could no longer calm down. She put down the wine glass and turned around. Fu Lingzhi stood two steps away from her, with his head slightly lowered. The shadow on his forehead made Yinmi invisible.

His eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Following his gaze, Otoya lowered his head and realized that the place he was staring at silently was his own feet. In this way, he couldn't help but think of the time he wore shoes for her five years ago.

"Although it is a good carpet, how can you do it in the winter without wearing shoes?" When he said this, his eyes were ethereal, more like a low whisper.

"Bu Lao, you care." Yinmi was almost anxious to death. She had no way to contact Wen Muliang at this time, and she also failed to seduce Fu Lingzhi. After thinking about it, she simply gritted her teeth and said, "Fu Lingzhi, everyone is

Come here, what do you want to do quickly? Don't waste my time by dawdling!"

Fu Lingzhi smiled gracefully, raised his hand and drank the red wine in one gulp. He put down the cup and walked up to her. He was condescending, a hint of tipsiness spreading. He lifted her chin with his index finger. His eyes softened a lot. There were many things she couldn't see.

He understood, "You look very beautiful now, with blurry eyes and gorgeous clothes, but what lies between us is so bloody. Ami, whatever you want, whatever you want me to do, I will do it."

Normally, Otoya would have thought he was teasing her at most, but at such a critical moment, he looked at her so seriously, and it didn't look like he was making remarks at all. What made her even more horrified was that Mr. Fu Lingzhi

From time to time, he would reveal some of his deep meaning, and you could hear it from his words. There was always something in his words that made people unable to help but speculate. The plausibility stretched her heart like a rope.

Does he know? How much does he know? What will he do?

Eyelashes trembled, Otomi raised her eyes, her smiling face was extremely pale, her eyes were so sad, but as hard as stone, "Okay, Fu Lingzhi, you tell me the truth that you should have told me five years ago, then this

Everything that is meaningless can stop now. It’s your choice.”

Fu Lingzhi's eyes deepened, and his facial lines suddenly hardened a lot. He was probably gritting his teeth. His cheeks were a little bulging. He took a step forward, placed his body against hers, and wrapped his chest tightly around her heartbeat. He moved his head forward.

She probed her ear, and her breath swirled between her earlobes.

Yinmi knew that what she said must be nonsense. She just followed Fu Lingzhi's words and expected that he would not tell her. But his move made her more than half successful.

After a long time, there was an inaudible sigh from him, and his tone sounded so helpless, "Ami, apart from this, I can keep it from you for as long as I want. What I hope most is to take it to the grave.

Even if it’s impossible to be with you again in this life. You see, everything has a price, right?”

Otoya pushed him away slightly, and his foggy eyes came back to her sight. She looked at her sadly, her eyes turning around, then she held his face with both hands, and said with a cold tone, "What you call the truth should be worthy of me."

Years or even longer of waiting! Fu Lingzhi, I really have nothing, nothing, nothing..." At the end of the sentence, she covered her face and sobbed softly.

Fu Lingzhi just looked at her helplessly. After hesitating for a long time, he stepped forward and hugged her gently. He moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing, only a long sigh. The two of them were silent.

.

In the end, nothing happened that night. Yinmi was tired from crying and fell asleep in his arms. Fu Lingzhi carried her up, covered her with a quilt, and then took a blanket to the sofa.

In the darkness like the deep sea, Otoya opened his red and swollen eyes, tilted his head and looked at the sofa. His thin outline, his hard chest, and his exquisite facial features were as clear as a sculpture.

Actually, Fu Lingzhi, the night you stayed next door to me in Zurich three years ago, nothing happened to Daniel and I. There is something called recording in the world. Do you still mind that you are unwilling to come near me now?

What's the matter? I want to be cruel, but the bottom line is always there and I can't break through it. But men like you, Fu Lingzhi, are not exempt from this. You think I'm dirty.

make*...love

I want to *…make love

I want to have sex with him
Chapter completed!