Addicted to You: The CEO's Wife

Even though she knew that he was strong and his ability was far better than her, she still wanted to protect him and use all her strength.

If he lacks a sense of security, then she will do everything to give him a sense of security, to love him, to let him understand how important he is to her.

But later, she understood that what she had done was just a joke.

He never needed her to protect him.

In front of him, she is just a chess piece.

Ling still smiled bitterly, bent down and took off Yi Jin's shoes. He planned to help him cover the quilt, and then she would lean on the chair to sleep for another night.

Because the bed is against a wall, and the sheet is against the wall, so at this moment, she needs to pull the sheet over his body.

Ling still leans over, hands just pulled a corner of the sheet, just about to cover Yi Jin, only to find that he did not know when to open his eyes.

Dark eyes, because of intoxication, and a wave of light, like sending out endless gorgeous.

"Still..." his thin lips opened gently, and her name came out of his mouth.

For a moment, Ling's body was still stiff. Before she could react, his hands had put their arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Ling is still caught off guard, lying on Yi Jin's body.

Instinctively, she wanted to get up and get out of his arms.

But his hands seemed to hold each other to death.

"Still, don't fall in love with Gu lichen... OK?" His voice sounded hoarse, mixed with the strong smell of wine, floating in the room.

"I will not fall in love with Gu lichen or anyone. You are satisfied with this answer. Let go of your hand and I'll cover it for you. " She said, just want to get out of his arms.

"Not... In love with anyone?" He murmured her words, and then the next moment, a turn over, directly Ling still to pressure in the body, "so, you will not love me?"

Ling still felt that this posture was more ambiguous than before, and... More difficult to break away.

Half of the weight of his body was on her, and the wine smell of his body, mixed with the original faint taste of Cologne on his body, now went straight to her nose.

"We've broken up. You said you don't want to love me. Do you want me to love you?" Ling still thinks that this is funny.

It's because he's drunk. That's why he said that.

"You're drunk. Get me up." She said.

"So... Do you really not love me?" He murmured in a low voice, as if he was gradually stained with a painful color in his drunken eyes.

Ling is still Zheng Zheng, just think it's his own eyesight, pain? It's his hand. What's his pain?

"Yes, no love." She answered him calmly.

In an instant, the color of pain in his eyes was even worse, even Ling still wanted to say to herself, it was just that she couldn't do it.

Because she can clearly see the pain, in his eyes, it is so overwhelming, like losing the most important thing.