Grab the C position in the heart of Ao Jiao Di Shao

Chapter 20 Impulsive Punishment

In less than two seconds, Wen Ti'er's slender body was lifted up violently by the man in a violent state.

"Qiao Chengxun, you, what are you doing? Let me go, ah..." His back felt cold, and he was thrown on the bed by him, and staring eyes suddenly appeared.

Qiao Chengxun's cold and handsome face quickly approached, and his arms wrapped tightly around her shoulders, making her unable to move.

The girl struggled harder and harder, and as a last resort, the man had no choice but to hold her body firmly with both hands, preventing her from escaping.

This feeling is familiar...

The big thing is bad!

Wen Ti'er felt a sense of crisis about falling into the crater, and hurriedly raised her hand to grab his arms, "Master Qiao, don't mess around, and speak up if you have something to say!"

Qiao Chengxun moved his cool thin lips close to her ear, and made a low and hoarse voice restrained, "Know what time it is, huh?"

Wen Ti'er was stunned, and understood something belatedly.

Probably...she made him fall asleep.

In fact, she is not usually like this.

The last time he saw her playing online games shirtless at Wen's house, it was the first time she let herself go like this, because she was about to escape from that corrupt place and felt happy.

But now, she thought that the sound insulation effect of the room was very good...

"I'm sorry, I won't dare again in the future." The girl obediently admitted her mistake.

"Next time, I'll be rude to you!" It was the first time Qiao Chengxun uttered such tyrannical words to a woman, and he was honored to use them on this little wild cat.

Wen Ti'er blinked innocently, and her pretty face, which was already blushing, was suddenly stained with a shy flush.

Is Uncle Qiao still angry?

No, you can't provoke an angry man, or the consequences will be serious!
"There will never be a next time, I will post four!"

Qiao Chengxun stared coldly, got up without saying a word, and withdrew from her.

Wen Ti'er breathed a sigh of relief, she thought she was safe, but unexpectedly...

The man suddenly turned her body over, raised a big cold jade-like hand, and flicked her forehead with a "pop".

After playing, he did not retreat, and then played again.

"Hiss..." The girl frowned in pain, did the stinky man treat her forehead as cotton, sir!

"Qiao Chengxun, your uncle, hiss!"

"Crack!" The man flicked her forehead vigorously, before she struggled, the other hand pressed down on her shoulder, and at the same time bent his knees on her back.

"Stinky man! Let go, hiss!"

The more she struggled, the more he wanted to flick her forehead.

"Let go of me, it hurts!"

"Snapped!"

Those two slender fingers, as if addicted, kept tapping her forehead, causing her to cry in pain.

Damn man, he's never finished!
Woooooo...it hurts...

Finally, the girl surrendered miserably.

"I know I was wrong, please raise your hand high, woo woo woo..." The woo sound behind was not crying, but begging for mercy.

A ray of soft light emerged from the bottom of Qiao Chengxun's eyes, and his heart softened after all.

If she doesn't surrender, maybe he will fall in love with this feeling.

Qiao Chengxun withdrew his hand reluctantly, but still pressed her leg with one knee, and said coldly, "What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't be playing games all night."

"and also?"

"I shouldn't have yelled."

"Ok?"

"I shouldn't be swearing."

"End?"

Is there anything else?
Wen Ti'er racked her brains to think and think, but she couldn't think of anything, so she asked for help: "That's all I can think of, why don't you give me a hint."

"Wear more at home in the future."

"..."

(End of this chapter)