Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 27

Chu Huaijin snorted, meaningfully: "Do you mean that I forced you to sleep? Or, are you implying that I can sleep you?"

Yan Yiren yelled at him with his neck stuck: "Four words for you, pervert! Scoundrel!"

After yelling very coolly, I turned around and left, I didn't want to stay for a moment!
She won't serve her anymore, she can kill or cut whatever she wants!
Snapped.

Out of the cold, he was slapped on the back of the head.

Yan Yiren staggered forward, but fortunately she had good balance and stabilized her body halfway, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground.

Clutching the back of her head, she turned her head, "What on earth do you want?! I stepped on you, Phoebe, and you did everything to me, isn't it enough to repay you? If you can't, just kill me, give me a knife, Don't whine! Can you be as straightforward as a man?!"

Chu Huaijin's eyes narrowed dangerously, and there was a cold light in the bottom of his eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he said nothing, his knuckles creaked.

He approached step by step, and Yan Yiren retreated step by step. Compared with the arrogant and pointless appearance just now, this cowardly appearance is really unbearable to look at.

One step, three steps, five steps...

Oops!

With no way to retreat, he was cornered.

Yan Yiren stared, touching the wall behind her with both hands, Chu Huaijin stood still in front of her, moved her jointed palms, and clenched them into fists.

"do not want!"

The moment the fist hit her, Yan Yiren closed her eyes tightly and exclaimed!
thump—

With a muffled sound, her fist hit the wall next to her ear.

Opening his eyes tremblingly, he saw Chu Huaijin's contemptuous smile, "Better be honest with me."

Yan Yiren stood there dumbfounded and didn't move, she seemed to be unable to see this man clearly.

It was almost certain that she would hit her in the face with that punch just now, but he didn't.

"What are you in a daze for, don't come here yet."

Yan Yiren cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Come... here we come."

A handsome man stood at the end of the bed, with a skirt as expensive as an emperor, with his arms open, waiting for her to dress him.

Yan Yiren took out a shirt and trousers from the closet, came to him, looked straight at him...

The chin was lifted by the slightly cool fingertips, "Chi|er?"

Yan Yiren turned his head away, "Joke, I have experienced many battles, and I have a lot of actual combat experience!"

Don't blame her for lying, because she doesn't know why.

I remember seeing a report a long time ago, a man with uncertainties, with a flawed personality, who loves to forcibly occupy those untouched places.

Subconsciously, she felt that Chu Huaijin was such a pervert.

"Heh." There was another chuckle, and Chu Huaijin let her go, "Hurry up."

He is very tall, and she is only 1.6 meters seven, and her shoulders are only a little lower, so dressing becomes a laborious task.

Yan Yiren raised his head so that his neck hurt, and his arms were sore when he stretched out his hands. Finally, he couldn't help complaining: "It's okay, why are you so tall, and the country doesn't provide subsidies."

"Tell you to hurry up, why are there so many nonsense?!" A little maid chanted endlessly, and she was really annoyed to death by her.

"Come here soon." Yan Yiren bit her lip and complained vaguely, put on the shirt, where are the trousers?

"Master, raise your foot!"

Chu Huaijin raised her feet cooperatively, and put her long legs into her trousers, and Yan Yiren pulled her up...

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(End of this chapter)