Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Lucifer nodded and sat down, and directly hugged Guan Yu on his lap.

Lei Nuo cleaned up Guan Guan Yu's wound with the fastest speed.

"There should be other abrasions on her body. This is a topical ointment. Remember to apply it three times a day."

Renault left a box of ointment and left.

Lucifer put Guan Guanyu on the bed, untied his nightgown, and wiped off all the places on his body where the medicine should be applied.

Guan Yu didn't respond at all, like a lifeless exhibit, at the mercy of Lucifer.

Lucifer's black eyes were dark, and his face became increasingly ugly——

This woman is docile, he should be happy, right?

This proves that Guan Yu, like other women, has been tamed by herself.

However, why did he feel no sense of victory at all, but instead felt like a stone was pressed against his chest, so tight?

Could it be that he has strange feelings for this woman?

His face turned cold, he threw away the ointment in his hand, and with a dark face, he fell into the sofa hard, feeling extremely irritable.

Caring Yu sat motionless, with a numb expression and empty eyes.

Lucifer looked more and more annoyed.

Damn!

What kind of medicine did this woman take wrongly?

He was still alive one second, but he was like a dead body in the next second, with no vitality at all?

Could it be because of my coercion just now?

Thinking of this, Lucifer's face darkened again.

An ignorant woman!

How many women cried and begged, wanting to be favored by themselves.

And how dare she put on that expression...

It seems that she still doesn't fully understand the fate of offending herself.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes dangerously, his mind spinning rapidly, thinking of new ways to torture her.

The night wind opened the curtains and poured in.

Caring Yu flinched involuntarily.

Lucifer sat sullenly, his body full of blazing anger.

Is this woman's hand broken?

Can't even do the action of pulling on the nightgown?

Lucifer really wanted to strangle that woman to death, but when he thought that he would be affected by her again, his expression became stern.

Since he wanted to die of cold so much, wouldn't it be too inhumane for him to fail?

Lucifer snorted coldly, poured himself a glass of wine, and sipped——

He wanted to see how long this woman's bones would be hardened!

There is no sound.

There was deathly silence in the bedroom.

Time goes by little by little...

The two occupy one side of the bedroom and have different thoughts.

Lucifer's eyes became darker and darker, like the surface of the sea in a storm.