Doting on the Masked Wife

"Who allowed you to touch me?"

he said lightly.

The voice is low and a little hoarse, full of masculine charm and sexiness.

This man not only had an extremely sexy voice, but also had an extremely handsome appearance that she had seen in her entire life. It was almost breathtaking.

His nose bridge is high and perfect, his lips are thin and sexy, and his eyebrows are deep, with a typical British aristocratic noble temperament and a touch of mystery, but his hair and eyebrows are pure black, with a unique oriental expression. Unbelievably charming charm.

His pitch-black eyes lightly glanced over, like black gemstones flowing, captivating, as if they had magical powers.

The advantages of China and the West are all gathered in him, forming an extremely handsome and evil temperament.

But in the face of such a handsome and charming man whom he had never seen in his life, the little queen of the singing world shivered fiercely.

——The terrifying aura suddenly emanating from the man made her think that she saw a real demon!

She has experienced many battles, and it's not like she hasn't seen big occasions and big people, but at this moment, she was speechless.

"Don't you know?" The count finally moved lazily and unnecessarily, leaned forward, sat up straight, and completely revealed his face from the shadow. "Am I a clean freak?"

That's the sentence, she suddenly yelled "ah" in horror.

Not only because this seemingly innocuous sentence is full of evil and cruel connotations, but also because when he sat up straight, that deep face appeared under the changing light——she saw his handsome Incomparable face changes!

"Ah! Devil!"

She screamed, as if she had seen the scariest thing, she knelt down between his legs, and then kept shrinking back as if frightened.

"The devil, what a devil!"

"Ah, ahh..."

She kept screaming, pulling her hair crazily, and then got up from the ground as if she had lost her mind. She even forgot to tell the benefactor, and fled out of the door in horror.

"Humph……"

The man who scared her out of her wits didn't feel embarrassed at all, he just gave a cold snort, and leaned back on the sofa again, his impossibly slender legs crossed, and his face was hidden in the shadow that the light didn't shine on deep.

Unexpectedly, such a situation would appear. The handsome man with long chestnut hair was a little embarrassed, and he coughed dryly: "It turns out that the earl has a cleanliness habit, and he doesn't like people who are particularly good at serving others. He must like to be clean and hasn't been touched before." Virgin."

"Just in time, I asked the manager here to leave me two new Russian beauties, one of whom is a virgin who just turned 16. I think the count must like it..."

He was about to continue, but the man said lightly: "I don't like unclean women, and I don't like strange women either."