My American magical life
Chapter 486 - 486 77 Out of Control Continued - Possession and Duet 1755316000_2

486: Chapter 77: Out of Control Continued – Possession and Duet (17553/16000)_2 486: Chapter 77: Out of Control Continued – Possession and Duet (17553/16000)_2 CEO Cheng’s arms were tightly wrapped around Mi’er’s legs; they were now engaged in a strategic standoff, with Mi’er gaining the small advantage.

For CEO Cheng, the most frustrating part was that he couldn’t use his strength effectively.

Temir’s leg strength was just so-so, and there was a considerable size difference between the two of them.

If CEO Cheng could fully exert himself, it would be easy for him to break free.

But the raven-haired rich woman was clinging to him like an octopus right now.

The moment she applied force.

CEO Cheng felt numb all over.

“Chan, this thing can be reattached if it breaks, what are you afraid of?”

Temir teased him mockingly.

That’s easy for you to say!

You’ve never experienced it—how would you know it wouldn’t affect the performance?

What if reattaching it affects the performance?

“I locked the door last night, how did you get in?”

The black-haired rich woman didn’t answer CEO Cheng’s idiotic question.

This house was hers; there were keys to every room.

If she wanted to get in, no door could stop her.

Suddenly, CEO Cheng felt the legs locking his neck loosen a bit.

Good news, happy report—the leg lock from Temir was released.

Bad news, sad report.

And just like that, CEO Cheng lost his innocence!

Always walking by the river, one’s shoes are bound to get wet eventually.

CEO Cheng was an experienced driver; Mi’er had tried multiple times to initiate a cooperative effort, but he had firmly rejected every time.

But no matter how careful you are, there are always times when you can’t guard against every possibility.

Last night was too exhausting; he’d forgotten that he was in enemy territory.

And this morning, he immediately faced the consequences.

CEO Cheng regretted it!

“Mi’er, you…

ah!”

CEO Cheng dared not move or speak anymore.

TMD, am I being violated here?

It was unclear, CEO Cheng simply couldn’t tell!

Before long, Temir also finally ceased her movements.

Although her technique was extremely unskilled, CEO Cheng’s natural talents were simply too outstanding, having conserved his energy for far too long.

Patting the secondary male’s buttocks, Mi’er licked her fingers and murmured.

“Chan, I love you.”

Looking at Temir, who was smeared all over her face, CEO Cheng had complicated feelings.

He had always been clear in his mind that maintaining a friendly status with Mi’er was enough.

They could help each other without getting entangled in the vortex of her family affairs.

Unfortunately, despite all calculations, they couldn’t even remain friends.

But on second thought, he had already been caught up in the vortex surrounding Temir; it was just that he didn’t want to have a romantic relationship with her.

Business interests and friendship were already complicated enough, and if feelings of the opposite sex were to be added…

CEO Cheng sighed.

“Let’s pretend it was all a dream and continue to maintain our status as friends, okay?”

The black-haired rich woman licked her fingers dreamily and replied.

“No, my eyes have a green light; I greedily want to devour you, Chan.”

The beauty of a mad woman was indescribable; she seemed both insane and serene, staring straight at Cheng Daqi.

Those lake-blue eyes now showed a numbness, or perhaps, devoutness.

She seemed to be looking at her own god, and yet also struggling against those chaotic and desolate memories from the past.

Hormones were like a demon, tempting her to fall into the abyss, and the possessiveness of love was like the warm flow of the desert, swallowing her reason.

Her eyebrows and forehead trembled slightly, the shock of emotions causing her to lose her sense of reason; the normal respect for a friend was trampled upon.

The most insane part of love, in that indefinable moment of being stricken, indulged desire overflowed like an unstoppable flood.

Delirious, bewildered, the hysterical soul beneath her calm expression.

Temir Kalamakris gazed at the boy she loved, her faith, her sense of reason, and past values, all inexplicably melded into confusion.

I want him; without him, life would be worse than death.

On the first morning of December, she felt as if she were possessed.

(“Possession” still shot, once the first beauty of France, Agani, with her black hair and blue eyes in the film, so crazy.

Ah, if only her face weren’t so soft)

CEO Cheng felt the girl’s solid emotions, and he chose to help her by silently grabbing some tissues and wiping her face.

“Do you find me dirty?”

“Never.”

“I love you, Chan.”

“I know.”

“Can you stay with me this morning?”

“There’s still work at the company, and I have to meet Wolf at noon.”

“Screw the company, screw Wolf, you just want to meet that woman!”

“I’ll stay and keep you company, Mi’er, don’t be angry, getting angry is bad for your health.”

“Get out!”

She pushed Cheng Daqi away, picking up a pillow and throwing it at the man’s head.

CEO Cheng grabbed her hand, knowing what he should say at a moment like this, just as he knew exactly what to say before.

But clearly, Mi’er had no idea how to deal with herself today.

Everyone has their limits, even the smartest people; Mi’er didn’t know how to love, just as she treated those men she had known, as she treated Lisa.

Just like, her feelings for Cheng Daqi.

It was her flaw, but a minor one.

However, combined with her past, this flaw made her incredibly sensitive and greedy.

She greedily wanted every bit of tenderness, and she was so sensitive that she would rage at the slightest hint of danger.

The black-haired rich woman, like an enraged lioness, was roaring and crying.

She might not even know where her pain came from, but that didn’t stop the abyss of pain from looming behind her at all times, quietly watching this girl with an exceedingly complex history.

“I’ll be with you all day today, Mi’er; I hope you can be happy.”

Cheng Daqi turned her head and pressed her to the bed, whispering in her ear.

“Chan, just go, I despise your presumptuous attitude.

You always think you’re so impressive.

Hahaha, how ridiculous, the world doesn’t revolve around you, and neither do I.

I don’t care about you that much.”