Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 272 Spare Tire (1)

"Yes." The maid's eyes hesitated for a while, and then there was a burst of joy in her heart.

Mr. Bei Ming let her go?

Beiming Haoting flicked his fingers lightly, a gust of evil wind blew past, and the retro solid wood door closed with a "bang".

The maid happily walked to the other side of the palace bed, smiling and admiring the man in front of her, like a concubine waiting for the emperor's favor.

Yan Chuyan stared blankly at Beiming Haoting, her curly eyelashes trembling slightly, not knowing what he was going to do next.

"Sit down! Take off your apron." Beiming Haoting still tightly grasped Yan Chuyan's wrist, and glanced coldly at the maid.

The maid wears a medieval Western European-style maid costume, a white ruffled apron and a white-collar plain one-piece dress. The ruffled apron is tied to the group of maids, and a white bow is tied behind her. The whole body is dressed in black and white.

"Yes." The maid smiled even more happily, and quickly untied the bow tie behind her back, the apron fell off, and the roundness in front of her jumped out.

So hot eyes!

Yan Chuyan sighed in her heart!
Do men like Bo 1 bully?

Thinking about it carefully, the maids here seem to be in good shape.

Wait, what does this stinky cat want to do?
Give her a live broadcast of the spring court drama?
Beiming Haoting hugged the maids into his arms. They used the same brand of perfume, which smelled less pungent than those coquettish|flashy|flashy|sexy ones outside.

"Beiming Haoting, let go of me!" Yan Chuyan's eyes flickered and he snapped.

what is this?Hug left and right.

Yes, she almost forgot that he was the king of cat demons.

And there is also a face so monstrously handsome that both humans and gods are angry, how could he wrong himself to listen to her.

"What? Heartache? Jealousy?" Beiming Haoting sneered, then turned his head closer to the maid's face.

The heart, as if pierced by a sharp knife, was bleeding from the pain.

Suddenly, Yan Chuyan opened her mouth, lowered her head quickly, and bit the back of Beiming Haoting's hand fiercely.

She had already forgotten how many times she had bitten him, and when her face was close to his hand, she could vaguely see a faint tooth mark, which was her previous masterpiece.

Beiming Haoting hadn't touched the maid yet, and the other hand felt a sharp pain, his eyes froze, he took a deep breath subconsciously, "Hiss—"

Yan Chuyan continued to bite him mercilessly, and the salty smell of blood spread in his mouth.

Beiming Haoting pushed the maid away, and glanced at her coldly, his dark blue eyes fixedly fixed on his bitten hand.

The maid looked at Yan Chuyan in shock, and gradually shifted her gaze to the cat's paw that was gushing blood.

Can't help but exclaimed to her: "Miss Yan, what are you doing? He's bleeding, let go."

"..." Yan Chuyan refused to listen, and continued to hold onto his hand relentlessly.

"I... I'm going to get the medicine box." The maid looked flustered, and hurriedly rushed to the locker to find the medicine box.

"Yan Chuyan, are you jealous?" Beiming Haoting's bitten hand trembled slightly, and blood slowly dripped from the corner of her mouth.

Yan Chuyan bit her teeth until her gums ached, and finally let him go!His hand finally broke free from his clutches,

She wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand, and glared at him angrily, "You think too much, I just want you to let go."

After that, she lowered her gaze to the deep tooth marks on the back of his hand, the dark pink blood was still oozing out.

"Mr. Beiming, you've lost a lot of blood, Miss Yan, help me bandage it up." The maid held the medicine box in both hands and held it up to Yan Chuyan.

How much she wanted to help Beiming Haoting bandage herself, but after all, they are master-servant relationship, she dare not cross it.

(End of this chapter)