Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Sikong Haoran shrugged his shoulders: "There is no shortage, but you know, brother, I am the woman who likes to play with you."

Sikong Zeye took out his cigar and lit it.

The smoke rose slowly, and I saw my younger brother reaching out and rubbing the woman's body left and right, looking at it as if he was picking a commodity.

He frowned disapprovingly: "She's boring."

"I'll make her very interesting." Sikong Haoran smiled nonchalantly, "Brother, are you reluctant?"

Sikong Zeye raised the corner of his mouth: "There is nothing to be reluctant about."

"Then I'm not going to be polite and take her away?"

Sikong Zeye nodded, put out his cigar, and picked up the coat on the sofa: "I still have something to do, let's go first."

Sikong Haoran leaned there bored, expressing his disappointment: "I thought brother would stay and play with me."

As soon as the door opened, the girl who was sleeping on the sofa suddenly opened her eyes.

She called to Sikong Zeye vaguely: "Where are you going?..."

Sikong Zeye paused.

"I'm actually not as drunk as you imagined. I heard it just now." She couldn't believe that he could tell others about himself as a commodity, "You bastard! How could you do this to me!"

Grabbing the cup on the coffee table, he was about to smash it towards the door.

Sikong Haoran grabbed her wrist in time.

Two of the well-trained bodyguards came over immediately and restrained the restless woman.

"I don't want it, I don't want it! Let me go! How can you do this to me? Why do you give me to someone else! You bastard, bastard—"

"Brother, don't you still have something to do?"

"Take me away! Please!"

Sikong Zeye turned his face and saw the struggling woman on the sofa with a pitiful and broken expression: "If you dare to give me to another man to play with, I will die! I will not be able to live! Please don't treat me So cruel!"

After hearing her words, Sikong Haoran obviously let out a sound of dissatisfaction.

Holding her chin with his hand, he said sullenly: "Don't cry, I'm actually no worse than brother. Every woman sent here was as fierce as you at the beginning, saying that she couldn't live anymore... In the end, at the end In the end, I couldn’t live without me. Save your throat, and don’t spoil everyone’s fun tonight. Otherwise, I’ll let them play with you.”

Following Sikong Haoran's gesture, the woman saw a few big men, and then landed on the beautiful young man in front of her...