Chapter 76: Lighter, be lighter on me

  He was right in front of her, so close that they could have been intimate. But she retreated instead. She was afraid, afraid of getting close again, afraid of hurting once more.

  Watching her cover her face and sob uncontrollably, retreating step by step, Ling Han furrowed his brow tightly. Her shoulders were shaking violently as she cried as if the sky was falling apart, yet he couldn't understand where that intense grief came from, that grief that seemed to destroy everything like the end of the world.

  He couldn't see through her. His heart grew more and more gloomy and annoyed because he couldn't see through her thoughts. He pursed his thin lips, coldly saying, "You're sad that I ruined your good deed? You hate me? As you wish. I'll leave." After finishing speaking, he turned around and kicked the door violently, causing it to shake unstably. Annoyed, he pulled on the door handle as if the damned door couldn't be opened. He shook it violently, but what was the point of this fake act? It was just to get her attention, not that he really wanted to leave.

  Her heart ached again and went down. Leng Xi sobbed and cried out loud. She fell to the ground all of a sudden. Sitting on the ground, she could no longer hold back her emotions and wailed loudly.

  His heart sank with a chill. Each of her sobs struck his heart, bringing forth sharp pangs of pain.

  He was so angry that he was panting, and in the end, he didn't even know what he wanted to do. In a fit of rage, he slammed his fist on the door, not knowing which nerve had gone wrong. But in the end, he still turned around and walked over to her side, reaching out to touch her, and as soon as their skin made contact, a scorching heat was transmitted through his fingertips.

  He was startled in his heart, and his index finger lifted her face, but found that her complexion was crimson as if it could drip blood. Although her eyes were empty to despair, they were covered with rain and fog in the clouds.

  "Damn it." A low curse of anger and hatred. She actually gave her the medicine.

  He grabbed a towel and wrapped her up tightly. He then scooped her up in his arms and quickly walked out the door.

  At this time, Leng Creek's whole body was scorching hot and rolling violently. Her heart was beating even more wildly, as if it was going to jump out of her chest. Her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred. She felt that there was a chest in front of her, sturdy and strong, a temperature that made her feel at ease, the familiar heartbeat, the familiar pulse. In a daze, she leaned forward, grasped his clothes tightly, bit her lip hard, not letting out the whimpering sound from her mouth.

  The cold air was filled with sharp blades all over his body. He stepped out. The bodyguards who were peeking inside subconsciously felt like they had been cut by something and one by one, they withdrew their heads and humbly made way for him.

  Bai Xiao You saw Ling Han holding Cold Creek and coming out. She also saw Cold Creek being wrapped up like a rice dumpling. She was slightly startled for a moment. Energetically jumping up to prepare to ask about the situation. "That little scoundrel Murong Shao Zhe was chased away by you, how is it, how is it... Creek, are you alright..."

  "Get out of the way." A cold glint flashed in Ling Han's eyes as he strode over, causing Bai Xiao Yu to shrink back and hastily yield the path.

  Du Shaohui, who rushed over upon hearing the news, furrowed his brow. He opened the car that had been prepared long ago and let Ling Han put Leng Xi inside.

  Put Leng Creek in the back seat. Ling Han's face was icy cold. He glanced at Du Shaoxi. The mellow tone revealed a killing intent. "You know how to clean up."

  Du Shaohui let out a faint smile. That smile was absolutely not a kind one. He raised his hand and made an OK gesture.

  How to clean up. Does it need to be said? Ling Han has set a precedent. Du Shaoxi is not a good guy either. It seems that this place will have a bloody storm.

  Ling Han gave a cold glance and suddenly said, "Use your authority, help me clean up thoroughly, this is what you should do."

  Du Shaohui was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and walked away. He knew that Ling Han wasn't talking to him.

  At this time, outside the dazzling lights, in a relatively dim car, Bai Yicheng's mind shook slightly. He knew that Ling Han was saying this for him to hear. Clean up thoroughly. Ling Han was undoubtedly asking him to help clean up the subsequent trouble. How could it be said that killing someone would attract attention? Later, Ling Han might be entangled in endless troubles. Ling Han wouldn't be afraid of how others would treat him. He was only worried about the trouble.

  He has Bai Yicheng who is good at investigating cases. There are some police officers with real abilities around him. He has the skills to help Ling Han clean up thoroughly.

  But why did he want to help Ling Han?

  Just now Bai Xiao You called him on the phone, and he rushed over hastily. However, as soon as he arrived, he saw Ling Han pinching to death that burly big fellow with one palm.

  Ling Han suddenly arrived and started a big fight. Something was blocking his heart, so he didn't go out. He hid behind and watched this scene.

  He knew that as long as Ling Han made a move, there was nothing he couldn't do. Whether he made a move or not, the outcome would be the same. So, he chose not to make a move.

  The last creek's that appearance. He also saw it from afar. Was wrapped into a ball. Very uncomfortable appearance. Who caused all of this?

  Was it Ling Han or him? That night, if he hadn't selfishly wanted Xi Er, wouldn't have inserted himself between Ling Han and Xi Er. Then wouldn't the relationship between Xi Er and Ling Han not have fallen apart? Wouldn't Xi Er not have suffered so much?

  Bai Yicheng's eyes drooped slightly. Perhaps Ling Han was right... This is what he should have done...

  Ling Han took Ling Tian back to the hotel, opened a new room, and carried her into the bathroom. He ran hot water, carefully undressed her, and put her in the bathtub, staining the white lotus flower with red ink.

  Her skin was very white, but at this time it was due to the effect of the medicine, and her whole body was flushed with a faint pink glow, as if she would faintly dye when she fell into the water, along with her skin blooming like flowers.

  Alluring yet pitifully fragile, her breathing was rapid and shallow. The cherry blossom-like flush on her chest rose and fell with each gasp. It was the most beautiful blooming season. A faint blush spread across her pale face like the sunset at dusk, making her look enchantingly beautiful. Her eyelashes fluttered restlessly as she endured the scorching heat within. Yet, she stubbornly bit her lip, refusing to let out that maddening moan.

  Her reflection rippled in his deep, dark eyes like ink, tugging at his heart, a thread of pain. His throat felt dry. When had he and she reached the point where they couldn't look each other in the eye...

  He suddenly felt a sense of despair and frustration. He let go of her and stood up to leave.

  But his hand was suddenly grasped by someone. "Where are you going?" It was her soft and slightly panting voice from behind him.

  Ling Han was taken aback for a moment. He turned his head to see her with a desolate and bewildered expression in her dark eyes, rippling with fear and gazing at him with a hint of reluctance to part.

  He slightly furrowed his brow. "I'll go get a towel... outside..." He was actually explaining to her.

  Biting her lip, Leng Xi struggled to suppress the turmoil in her heart. Her soft hands slowly released him. She blinked and shifted her gaze to the water's surface.

  Ling Han let out a sigh and walked out. When she came back, her lips were bitten and bleeding. Fresh blood stained her bright red mouth, exceptionally vibrant.

  He felt a sudden surge of anxiety. "What are you doing?" He hastily squatted down and pried open her mouth, not letting her bite.

  "I... I'm in pain..." She gasped for breath, her voice strained and labored.

  Her pupils contracted slightly. Having been on this path for so many years, he naturally knew the harm of such an aphrodisiac and also knew that the antidote was a man.

  But now she's looking at him with this pitiful gaze, is she begging him to be her cure? Irritation suddenly rose up in his heart. At this moment, would she look at any man with this gaze, begging them to be her cure?

  He irritably pushed her mouth away, quickly stood up with his back to her, and frustratingly grabbed a handful of his own hair, not knowing where to put his hands.

  "Can you take me to the hospital..." Leng Xi murmured behind him, her voice already weak and powerless. She didn't want to be with men again. The last time she still remembered, it was because Ling Han loved her too strongly, so the child was lost.

  This time, even if her body yearned for it, she couldn't...

  Ling Han's eyes were incredulous as he turned to look at her, seeing the strong support she was giving him. He suddenly let out a sorrowful laugh. "Take me to the hospital," he said. Didn't she know that this kind of medicine could only be cured by men?

  Why is she so stupid to the point of easily drinking someone else's aphrodisiac? Or did she willingly drink it? If she didn't want to, others could pry open her mouth and she could still spit it out.

  Or rather from the beginning, she had planned to have a thrilling time with Murong Xiaoqi. It's really pitiful. Until now, she can't take it back. She even said she wanted to go to the hospital. Don't forget, there is still a living man standing in front of her. She would rather endure the pain and want Murong Xiaoqi than want him.

  Severe cold air meets fire and bursts three feet high. Eyes filled with blood redness.

  He let out a snort, strode to the bathtub, scooped her up from the water and held her in his arms as he walked swiftly away. To hell with clothes, what's the point of wearing anything anyway.

  He threw her onto the bed, his knees pinning down her legs. His large palms grasped her hands. He glared at her fiercely from top to bottom. "Forget about going to the hospital. Just wait here and burn to death."

  A pang in his heart. Leng Xi's eyes welled up with tears. Pitifully, she begged him, "Don't... please take me to the hospital, I'm going to..."

  "Shut up." Ling Han violently covered her mouth with one hand, not allowing her to speak. He didn't know what was wrong with himself, but he was afraid she would say something that would push him away. Afraid that the pain would take root in his heart.

  But he covered her mouth with his hand, feeling the scorching temperature of her tender skin, and the soft touch that spread from his palm to his heart. That damn desire suddenly rose up from his lower abdomen, sending the most stimulating electric current.

  Staring at her with a watery gaze, her black eyes sparkling. My heart skipped a beat. "Damn it." Damn habit. Damn craving. Damn familiar heartbeat. Damn tightness. Damn aphrodisiac. Everything is damn.

  He suddenly couldn't help but let go of her, quickly stripping off his clothes. Under her panicked and disheveled gaze, his thin lips clamped down on her reddened lips, fiercely ravaging her soft and pliable mouth. Closing his eyes, he bit down hard, trying to crush the enormous sense of emptiness at the bottom of his heart.

  Leng Xi panicked, trying to push him away but couldn't. The huge void in her body was fiercely yearning for him. Her heart was screaming "no, no", but her scorching hot body made her hands tremble as she grasped his muscles. "Gently... gently, Ling Han, be gentle with me... please..." Her conflicting heart and body left her unsure of what to do...