Chapter Eighty: Ocean of Love

  Outside the door was quiet, Lele resting, presumably the evil spirit had gone to play chess with Lord Zhou. No, listen again, she crouched on the floor, her ear pressed against the ground, no footsteps. She drew a cross on her chest and muttered: "Merciful Lord, although we have never met before and I've never asked for your help, please look at me as someone who doesn't like to trouble you, please bless me not to be bullied by the evil spirit!"

  She got up, opened the bathroom door, and a warm and harmonious light filled the bedroom. Oh my, upon closer inspection, she almost laughed out loud, that devil was already lying on the bed, seemingly asleep.

  "Jing Yang!" Lele called out softly.

  Jingyang did not respond at all.

  Lele was convinced he had fallen asleep, so she thought to herself, "What bodily movement, what ambiguity, you can go ahead and do whatever you want in your dreams!" She tiptoed forward, gently lying down beside the bed, like a cat being extremely careful. Suddenly, his arm clamped around her waist, what's going on? Lele turned sideways, trying to get a clear look, but his iron-like grip didn't give her any opportunity.

  She finally understood, this guy is pretending to sleep!

  It's too late to escape now. That damned fingerprint lock, and this devilish monster behind me, he is simply not human!

  Lè Lè wailed in her heart "Merciful Lord, indeed we are not familiar enough with you, or else you wouldn't be ignoring me, waaahhh..."

  "I'm just waiting for a hare to come bounding by," Jingyang said with a self-satisfied smile.

  I am not a rabbit.

  "This rabbit of yours has been crazy outside for so long and finally came back."

  "I'm not crazy!"

  "Still trying to talk your way out of this? What's with that guy who started a fight with me, did you tell him to challenge me?"

  "Not... is it?"

  "You're asking me?"

  "I didn't tell him what to do with you?"

  "Alright. This guy had better not get any pleasure out of messing with me because of you, or I won't let him off, you know me."

  Lele nodded.

  "Alright, now we should do what we should do." Jingyang's mouth slanted. Lele saw again the red flames and faint green light in his eyes.

  "No!" Lele's body curled up tightly into a ball.

  "You can't help it!"

  "Ah... ouch..." Lele cried out in pain, before she could even react, Jingyang had already pulled her white bathrobe and bitten her snow-white shoulder.

  "Go ahead and shout, don't worry. In this house, it's just the two of us, not even that annoying cat is here, I chased it away, nothing can disturb us." Jing Yang said with a sly smile.

  "No way!"

  It turns out that Jing Mo is such a lucky person, with heaven, earth and people all in his favor.

  "Don't get any wild ideas!" Jingyang ordered.

  "What am I supposed to think?"

  "Think of me!"

  "Needless to say, I'm fed up with your evil, hypocritical and fake kindness."

  "It's best this way!" Jingyang said, firmly pressing his lips to her thin ones. Lele wanted to pull away, but she had no say in the matter. The scorching temperature from Jingyang's body transmitted to hers, dissolving her resistance. Her voice became soft and gentle. She breathed him in, feeling him, touching him. This real sensation made her heart thump wildly, as if it might beat too fast and die. But being able to enjoy his genuine tenderness, she felt extremely happy.

  "Lele's voice was like a goose feather brushing against Jingyang's earlobe, making it itch and tingle."

  "Say it again!"

  I love you!

  Jing Yang truly felt an unprecedented happiness, he had always thought she divided her love for him with a guy named Qihang, now it seems he misunderstood her, he was selfish and overbearing, letting her only belong to himself, no other man could take away her love except him.

  His kiss was like a spark that set her whole body ablaze, and the room also became ambiguous. Lele understood the true meaning of Jingyang's words "can't help yourself". She didn't want to be herself now, she wanted to follow his loving rhythm forward and forward.

  Jing Yang had long been yearning for her love, and the unfulfilled longing had been burning intensely within him. But tonight, with her sleeping by his side, he felt an immense satisfaction that soothed all his desires.

  His crazy masculinity made her look delicate and tender, she was his feast, making him indulge in her to the point of losing his soul, he had never been like this before, now he seemed like a brave king conquering her with all his love.

  Lele couldn't remember how she fell asleep, but when she woke up, the soft morning light was shining on the two naked bodies on the bed. She hastily grabbed the wrinkled quilt and covered herself, then looked at him again. His body was also slightly cold, and she couldn't bear to see him shivering, so she gently covered him with the quilt as well. The soreness in her body reminded her of his intense movements on top of her last night. Lele frowned lightly, scolding him in her heart - couldn't he be gentler? He was so heavy, pressing down on her and causing her pain. His bites were also painful, and his sucking was too much to bear. She lifted the quilt to look at the marks on her body, which looked like blooming flowers. Lele's face suddenly turned red.

  She pulled the quilt up to her neck with both hands and stared wide-eyed.

  "What are you doing not sleeping?" The voice of Jing Wumeng came over.

  Lè Lè quickly closed her eyes.

  Jing Yang supported his arm with one hand, lifted a strand of her long hair and played with it, smiling and asking: "How was last night, did you like it?"

  "What's up?"

  "Don't pretend!" Jingyang knew she loved doing this.

  "Your skills are really terrible." Lele said with a burst of courage.

  "What?" Jingyang was shocked, there's nothing in this world that could hurt his pride more than these words. This girl really doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth anymore, she actually doesn't know what to say and what not to say. Since she loves to talk nonsense, let her pay a price for it!

  Lele knew she had infuriated Jingyang, so she quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom with her bare feet. However, Jingyang strode over in big steps, stretched out his long arm, and rendered all her efforts useless. He tossed her onto the big bed with great force, leaving Lele dazed and seeing stars. She even saw a whole sky full of stars, as well as that devilish face that made her love, hate, rejoice, and worry.

  She shook her head, no, that face was getting closer and closer. It had already swallowed up her entire face.

  "Ow......ouch......" Jingyang nipped her cheek, was he really a devil or what, why did he always love biting people.

  "Since my skills are poor, we have to practice diligently." Jingyang said.

  "No, I was wrong! You're a petty person who doesn't care about big picture, let me off!"

  "Don't let him get away!"

  "Why are you so bad at talking? I've already apologized." Lele said with a sobbing tone.

  "This way I'll let you off, it's not good."

  Le Le's eyes sparkled as she actively planted a kiss on his lips.

  "Not enough!"

  She steeled herself, went all out, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and kissed Jingyang's lips as he had kissed hers. Jingyang was extremely satisfied and responded wildly.

  Lele was shocked. She had fallen into his trap. But she realized it too late. His shock had led her into the ocean of love, and now she was eagerly waiting for him, afraid that he would slip away at any moment.

  But she didn't refuse, did she? She really shouldn't have taken the initiative to kiss his lips, especially not learned from his technique. What a painful realization!

  Yeah, last night was a painful night, but she realized it too late. Now she's being taken advantage of by him repeatedly, and she really doesn't know what to do anymore?

  After the storm, Lele was really too weak to push him away from her side. She snuggled in his arms like a kitten and fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already lunchtime. Looking at Jingyang lying beside her with a smile on his face, she quickly wrapped herself up.

  "Silly girl, is there anywhere on you that I haven't seen?"

  "You..." Lele swallowed back the two words "liu mang", if he said it out loud, who knows what kind of disaster would befall him!

  "Aren't you going to work?" She was lucky her reaction was still quite quick.

  Weekend.

  Lele slapped her forehead, could it be that this morning he had thrown her onto the bed and crippled her from the neck up? How did she ask such a question?!

  Lè Lè awkwardly smiled and picked up her bathrobe from the ground, wrapping it around herself. Jing Yang took advantage of the situation to touch her smooth back, scaring her into rushing into the bathroom. As she washed, she muttered to herself, "Is this guy only thinking about these things? How annoying! Big devil!"

  Lele walked out neatly dressed, and Jingyang was already neatly dressed in the living room making a phone call. She hurried to the kitchen to prepare lunch. Since learning cooking skills from her master, she now walks into the kitchen with more confidence, no longer nervous, and holds the knife with more strength. In one breath, she can prepare several dishes!

  But when she put the seaweed fried oil dish in front of Jingyang, Jingyang's face turned completely green. The oil dish on the plate was actually a mixture of black and green colors. Jingyang's face was as pale as the fresh oil dish.

  Lè Lè awkwardly twisted her lace-trimmed apron and said, "I didn't grasp the timing of the fire well."

  Pfft, coughing, Jingyang restrained his laughter and said: "You're making exploding oil vegetables, right?"

  He simply couldn't believe she had gone to learn cooking skills for a month, wasn't she going to learn how to make poison?

  "I'm going again!"

  Le Le ran back to the kitchen again to busy herself.

  What makes Jingyang satisfied is her confidence. No matter when, Lele has always been so confident, the indomitable little strong Lele.

  Lè Lè looked at the long yam and started peeling it. By the time Jǐng Yáng discovered what was happening, it was too late. The round yam had become slender and couldn't be recognized. Looking at the yam flesh that Lè Lè had peeled off into the trash basket, in Lè Lè's eyes, it was all just skin - albeit a bit thick. "Are you peeling?" Jǐng Yáng asked.

  Le Le smiled and said: "Right!"

  Jingyang felt immense sympathy for the mountain herbs in her hand.

  Then took the yam from her hand and placed it on the chopping board, skillfully cutting it up. Lele watched with eyes wide open and jaw dropped in amazement.

  "Wow, you're so awesome!" Lele exclaimed, clapping her hands.

  Jingyang smiled slightly.

  She was delighted to eat the crispy fried yam cooked by Jingyang, but she looked at the dish with sorrow and couldn't bear to pick up her chopsticks. Her cooking skills had really deteriorated, even Jing's demonic cooking skills were so divine, how could she not succeed in her training? What should she do? She begged heaven to grant her good cooking skills! She was also a housekeeper with dreams!