The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 164 164. I just want you to coax me now
However, at this moment, Su Yaoyao in the room was immersed in the love with Lucia, as if she was in a sea of ​​​​fire. How could she care about this sudden information?

A few minutes later, Augustine stood outside the room, and the voices coming from inside made his face even gloomier.

A flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he kicked the door open without hesitation. A loud "bang" broke the originally charming atmosphere in the room.

Both of them were startled. Lucia reacted quickly and covered Su Yaoyao tightly with a blanket almost instantly, as if she wanted to use the blanket to build a protective barrier for her.

"Who?" Lucia looked at the door vigilantly and asked loudly.

Augustine, his figure against the light, slowly walked into the room, still wearing the mysterious mask on his face. Lucia recognized him immediately; this was the man who had accompanied Yaoyao to his book signing event last time, Yaoyao's beastly husband.

When Su Yaoyao saw Augustine, her heart suddenly tightened. She was about to call out "Your Majesty", but she held it back.

For some reason, she felt like she was caught cheating in bed. She was so guilty that she didn't dare to look directly into Augustine's eyes. She hid behind Lucia in fear, her body trembling slightly.

"Why are you here?" Su Yaoyao asked timidly.

"It's late, come home with me." Augustine's voice was low and cold.

Lucia sneered, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of disdain: "A jealous beast husband will be divorced. No male can disturb his wife's pleasure."

Augustine ignored Lucia's provocation and slowly approached the bed, each step carrying a heavy weight.

"What are you going to do?" Lucia looked at him warily, protecting Su Yaoyao even tighter, her eyes full of vigilance.

Augustine stood beside the bed, staring at Su Yaoyao, and said in a low voice: "Then let my wife choose for herself." As he spoke, he slowly stretched out his hand. The hand was broad and powerful, and under the dim light, it seemed to carry an invisible sense of oppression.

Su Yaoyao looked at the big hand, feeling hesitant.

On one side is Lucia who is immersed in love with her, and on the other side is Augustine who has always been worried about her. Her heart is like being placed on a scale, swinging back and forth.

Seeing this, Lucia frowned slightly, her eyes full of grievance, like a wounded little animal: "Yaoyao, stay with me."

There was a hint of coquettishness in his voice. After he finished speaking, he hugged Su Yaoyao and rubbed her gently, with his furry tail hooked around her waist, as if he wanted to keep her in this way.

But the look in her eyes when she looked at Augustine was filled with sadness and loss, like a child abandoned by the whole world.

And her reason kept reminding her that things between her and Lucia were moving too fast.

"Sorry, Lucia, I think I need some time." Su Yaoyao's voice was filled with helplessness and reluctance.

Finally, she slowly reached out and held Augustine's bony hand.

Augustine didn't say much. He gently held Su Yaoyao, who was wrapped in a blanket, in his arms, turned around and walked out of the room.

His steps were firm and powerful, as if he wanted to crush all the pain and anger under his feet.

In the room, only Lucia's lonely figure remained. He stared blankly at Augustine's back as he left with Su Yaoyao in his arms, his eyes empty and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

Augustine carefully protected Su Yaoyao with his coat. Su Yaoyao leaned on his chest and could clearly feel his heartbeat and the warmth coming from his body.

The heartbeat was like a drum, hitting her heart again and again. When Augustine came out with Su Yaoyao in his arms, Roland was still kneeling on the ground. Without His Majesty's permission, he naturally didn't dare to stand up.

Augustine didn't even look at him, walked straight towards the car and got in.

The car slowly took off and flew towards the palace.

There were only the two of them in the car, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little depressing.

Su Yaoyao nestled in his arms and raised her head slightly. Augustine was still wearing a mask at this time.

An inexplicable impulse surged in her heart. She slowly reached out and gently touched Augustine's cheek. Seeing that he did not resist, she carefully took off his mask.

The moment the mask was taken off, Su Yaoyao clearly saw a crystal tear slowly sliding down from Augustine's eyes.

That teardrop sparkled in the dim light, like the brightest yet saddest star in the night sky.

Su Yaoyao instantly felt as if her heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand. She felt so heartbroken that she almost suffocated. She called out softly, "Your Majesty..."

"Comfort me." Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Augustine.

Augustine's dark red eyes looked at her affectionately and sadly, full of desire and expectation.

"I don't want any explanation. I just want you to coax me and say that you love me with your actions." Augustine's heart ached slightly, as if it was pierced by countless fine needles at the same time.

Su Yaoyao stared at him blankly, a mixture of emotions welling up in her heart. Then, she slowly raised her head and gently kissed him on the lips. This kiss carried a hint of guilt, a hint of heartache, and even more, a hint of love.

Augustine closed his eyes and threw himself into the kiss, as if to draw all the warmth and comfort from it. He hugged Su Yaoyao and slowly fell back on the chair, his movements gentle and eager.

He gently pulled off the only blanket on Su Yaoyao.

Su Yaoyao suddenly felt a chill coming over her. She subconsciously clung even closer to Augustine, muttering, "Augustine... I'm cold..."

"Then hold me tight and never let go." Augustine whispered, his voice a little hoarse and affectionate.

After saying that, his kisses fell all over Su Yaoyao's body like raindrops, as if he wanted to convey all his love to her in this way, letting her feel the volcanic and hot emotions deep in his heart.

Augustine's kiss was passionate and eager, as if he wanted to release all the emotions that had been suppressed before.

Su Yaoyao was in his arms, feeling his strong love and desire, and her body responded involuntarily.

She clutched Augustine's clothes tightly with both hands, trembling slightly. She felt both heartache and guilt towards Augustine, and was swept away by this sudden passion.

Augustine's lips moved down along Su Yaoyao's neck, leaving a series of hot marks.

Su Yaoyao was breathing softly, her cheeks burning, and her consciousness gradually became blurred in this warm atmosphere.

The small space in the car was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, with only the two people's rapid breathing and the occasional soft moan.