The group pet is the real boss

Chapter 591 Call Brother Nuo and I'll Go Out.

He picked his ear, "Oh? But you didn't call it that before."

The woman was puzzled, staring at him with wet eyes, as if thinking about what he called before.

Vasilinov's evil fire, which had just been extinguished, came up again, "I'm so stupid, wash it quickly, it's a waste of my time!"

With a bit of coldness in his eyes, he withdrew from the bathroom.

Yan Qing's peach-blossom eyes flashed with doubts. She took the towel in her hand and wiped her face. After washing her face, she went out and found the man standing in front of the window with a lonely back.

"Nov, you... you go and do your business, I can do it myself."

He turned around and stared straight at her face with aggressive eyes, "Can I call you Qingqing?"

Yan Qing frowned, "Nov, I'm not Qingqing, didn't you say my name is Jingna?"

"Shut up! Just say yes."

She trembled in fright, and nodded with a trembling voice, "Well, as long as you don't get angry, you can call me whatever you want."

Vasilinov breathed slightly, "If you listen to me like this, can any other man take you away? Do you agree with what they want to do to you?"

Yan Qingjiu squeezed her little hands, and her face without makeup showed fear and fear of him. She pursed her lips and remained silent, as if accusing the man of turning his back on whatever he said.

"Speak! Are you dumb?"

Although she really didn't want to cry, but the tears still flowed down, took a few steps back, and ran away.

The man frowned fiercely, stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and held her in his arms, "I agreed not to cry, why are you crying, can't you stop crying!"

As soon as the words fell, a hot tear fell on his big palm, burning his heart. At that moment, Vasilinov spurned himself in his heart, is it a man to be angry with a woman?

What's more, he was the bastard, vacillating, treating her as another woman, and later found out that she was her, and she would not be anyone's substitute.

"Okay, don't cry, such beautiful eyes, what if you become blind from crying, I will take you to visit the Kremlin, okay?"

Yan Qingjiu didn't believe him anymore, just like she didn't believe that a tyrant could be a good man, "No need, I'm at home and I won't go anywhere."

She broke free from the man's arm, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and went to wash her face again consciously. Her skirt was wet, she curled her mouth, and looked at him sadly.

The man held his forehead and waved to her, "Come here, I'll change it for you."

She walked over and said in a low voice, "Can you ask the maid at home to change it for me?"

The corner of Vasilinov's mouth hooked slightly, "No."

"Then I won't change it."

"It's not up to you."

The zipper on the side waist was half unzipped, and the little woman's face turned red, and she faltered and pushed, "No, no, I'll do it myself."

The man raised his eyebrows, "You come by yourself? That's ok, call Brother Nuo, how about I just go out?"

She gritted her teeth, "Brother Nuo, go out."

Hearing the address he wanted to hear, the cloud on Vasilinov's face faded away, and he pinched her smooth and tender face, "It's so nice."

Then he turned around and left very honestly.

Although he was going out, Yan Qingjiu didn't understand the structure of the skirt at all. She bowed her head and fiddled with it for a long time, but couldn't take it off, frowning severely.

I was really tired of tinkering, so I took a break and sat on the bed to wander away.

Vasilinov knew that she would not take it off, so he arranged for two maids to come in. Knowing that she was not used to this kind of attire, he also specially bought various suits from Gucci and Chanel all over the city, and they were delivered in just one hour. castle.

(End of this chapter)