Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Seeing that Guan Yu was used to being stubborn and refused to admit defeat, this lifeless appearance made Lucifer uncomfortable.

His chest was heavy and stuffy, as if it was suddenly pressed by something.

Pinching Caring Yu's icy jaw, forcing her to look at herself——

"What are you thinking about?"

Guan Yu didn't speak, and numbly pulled his hand away, her face was as white as snow.

"I'm asking you something!"

Lucifer's face was gloomy and his eyes were sharp.

Guan Yu still didn't speak, her body curled up slowly, the baby's posture in the mother's body——

This is a sign of extreme insecurity.

Lucifer narrowed his narrow eyes a little bit.

From just now, he felt that something was wrong——

The woman whose knees were covered in blood and who was unwilling to admit defeat saw a little bit of red, and screamed for the first time, showing an unusual loss of control...

Now even more, this almost autistic posture...

If you don't see any abnormalities anymore, Lucifer's brain can be compared to an idiot.

"Change clothes." Throwing the large bathrobe forward, Lucifer forcefully intervened and roughly pulled him up.

Caring Yu ignored it, she leaned over and was about to fall again.

Lucifer held it up quickly with sharp eyes and hands, with a stern expression on his face——

"Didn't you hear me? Change your clothes!"

At this time, Guan Yu's normal reaction was to jump up, stare viciously, and call herself a scumbag.

Lucifer squinted his eyes, and realized that he was looking forward to it, concerned about Yu's rebellion.

Did not jump up.

Nor did he stare fiercely.

Lucifer didn't see all the normal reactions.

Guan Yu just lifted her eyes weakly, glanced at herself, and lowered them again, as if she had seen through everything, as if she didn't care.

"..."

Lucifer's chest was suddenly full of anger, and he lost all interest.

He checked Guan Yu's body first, and made sure that except for her knees, there were only small bruises on her body, and no muscles or bones were injured.

Caring Yu sat there like a robot, being swung back and forth for scrutiny.

Lucifer shook out the nightgown and put it on for her.

The nightgown belonged to Lucifer, and the SIZE didn't match at all.

Wearing it on Guan Yu's body, it was like a huge quilt, both like and with a delicate and pitiful smell.

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