Madam Dihao is not good

The footprints and nosebleeds left behind immediately.

But she didn't dare to cry, and stared at Mu Xicheng tremblingly.

Seeing this shrinking look, Mu Xicheng's sense of disgust was even stronger, if He Xiuzi hadn't followed closely and diverted his attention

"Cheng, you are not good, you are bullying the servant again."

Mu Xicheng tensed his jaw coldly, shook off his shoes, and walked barefoot on the carpet. [

He Xiuzi changed his shoes, picked up a pair of slippers and hurriedly followed behind him: "Cheng, put on your slippers."

"go away"

"city……"

"It's not your turn to teach me what to do!" Mu Xicheng turned around suddenly, and grabbed He Xiuzi's hair coldly with his big palm.

The black and shiny hair was instantly loosened and draped down, soft and pure.

Her hair was of such good quality that Mu Xicheng could not hold it firmly and slipped in his hands.

Such a weak and beautiful woman opened a pair of sparkling eyes: "I know, I shouldn't go to the apartment today, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't do it again next time!"

Any man would be fascinated when he saw such a woman, but Mu Xicheng's eyes were filled with disgust.

He Xiuzi regrets his gentle side, and now he only shows it to Chanel.

As soon as he left Chanel, he seemed to be a different person.

Whenever he treats her one-tenth of the way he treats Chanel, she is satisfied.

However, she loves both the gentle Mu Xicheng and the violent Mu Xicheng.

Mu Xicheng withdrew his hands and pulled her hair even harder: "Do you dare to do it again!?"

"Really not, no more." He Xiuzi flattered, "Today is an exception, you clearly promised to accompany me today~~~ We haven't seen each other for 18 days, you see, during the agreed time, I Obediently, I never showed up once."

Mu Xicheng put down his hands, unbuttoned the two buttons on his shirt, and sat down on the sofa.

He Xiuzi personally stepped forward to pour tea for him, and seeing that his expression finally softened, she teased and said:

"Cheng, do you think Chanel will be frightened if she sees you like that just now?"

The water handed over was suddenly knocked away.

Mu Xicheng frowned coldly: "Never mention her in front of me."[

"Why?" He Xiuzi seemed to have gotten used to Mu Xicheng's violent appearance, smiled softly, and picked up the water glass that had fallen on the carpet.

"You do not deserve."

He Xiuzi smiled