Chapter 4: Let Me Dote on You

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Thank you, Miss.”

Pei Jing hugged Ling Han and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, like an obedient puppy.

She smiled and ruffled his hair.

This fawning and obedient look reminded her of her little admirer in her previous life, Li Nan.

He always followed behind her. He would do his best to accomplish whatever she asked him to do.

Just a sentence from her would make him happy for an entire day.

However, at the last moment when she was betrayed, Ling Han knocked him unconscious and hid him away so he would not be implicated. She didn’t know how he was doing now.

Seeing that Ling Han was deep in thought, Pei Jing frowned. He picked up the torn shirt on the ground and looked aggrieved.

“Miss, I don’t have any clothes to wear.”

Ling Han came back to her senses. She looked at the torn shirt and waved her hand grandly. “This is nothing. I’ll buy you a new one.”

“You are so nice, Miss.”

Pei Jing’s starry eyes lit up, making Ling Han’s heart itch again.

“Then how will you repay me?”

“I know how.”

Pei Jing suddenly pounced forward and pushed Ling Han down. The corners of his mouth curled into a proud smile.

His eyes hid a wildness behind them, the kind of wildness that would manifest after a successful hunt.

Ling Han only managed to catch that glint for a split second.

How domineering!

But when she looked closely, he returned to his previous timid and innocent appearance.

Was her eyes playing tricks on her? Or was this man not as simple as he looked?

Before she had time to think, Ling Han’s wrists were held in place by Pei Jing. His fiery lips accurately kissed her red lips. He teased her skillfully. Very soon, she turned into a puddle of spring water under his body.

Ling Han’s face was red and hot. She skillfully flipped him over and sat on top of him, pressing him under her body.

Her fingertips lifted his chin, her face full of pride.

“Be good, let me dote on you.”

Pei Jing nodded, his big hand holding her perky b*ttocks.

This time, Ling Han successfully sent his meat stick into her entrance. The feeling of fullness warmed her whole body.

She lowered her head and saw that he was still staring at her. The corners of Ling Han’s mouth curled up as she moved her body up and down.

“Ah! Miss, you’re so good!” Pei Jing shouted in a low voice.

His big hands grabbed her two lumps of snow-white br*asts and kept kneading them. The excitement made Ling Han take a deep breath. She began to move up and down even faster.

“Ohh, be gentler…”

The room was filled with an amorous atmosphere that was unique to a man and a woman who were familiar with each other.

After it was over, Ling Han and Pei Jing were drenched in sweat. They went to the bathroom to wash up.

Ling Han rummaged through the old mansion and found a dress shirt and suit commonly worn by a middle-aged man. She threw it to Pei Jing.

“Make do with this for now. Let’s go to the mall.”

The original Ling Han’s mother bought these clothes for Ling Jian. After her mother died, Ling Jian quickly moved out of the old mansion. He didn’t take these clothes with him.

Although the style was a little old-fashioned, Pei Jing looked a little more mature when he wore them.

Ling Han was satisfied and brought him to the car. They went straight to the largest mall in the city.

“Pick whatever you want.”

She had already logged into the online banking account which belonged to her previous life and transferred money to the original Ling Han’s account. Ling Han in her previous life had plenty of money.

Pei Jing shook his head obediently.

“Miss, you can choose something. I will like whatever you choose.”

“Ah Jing is so obedient.”

Ling Han took out a very expensive suit and placed it against his body to compare.

She quite liked the way he looked when he wore a white shirt and black suit. It tempted one’s absolute abstinence.

Before Pei Jing could try it on, he heard a commotion behind him.

“Doctor, it’s her. Quickly take her away!”

Ling Han turned around and saw the person who had arrived. A look of hatred flashed across her eyes.

It was the original Ling Han’s stepmother and Ling Qiao’s biological mother, Wang Lian.

Wang Lian noticed Ling Han’s gaze and sneered.

“Quick, doctor, she’s mentally ill. Don’t waste any more time. Be careful, she might act up and attack people violently.”