Angel is a little bad

Chapter 1211 Queen's Slave

Han Younan continued to say: "Even if I don't provoke women, women will come to provoke me. Even so, why don't I go with the flow? And only by dealing with women often can you understand and deal with women, right? To my surprise, Those women came to trouble you, you didn't yell and cry and make trouble, you always dealt with it quickly, calmly and ruthlessly, you did a great job! Hanabi, there is no one more suitable for me than you You are the woman I need, you are the woman I need..."

"But I don't need you."

"It doesn't matter if you don't need me, as long as I can make you happy."

"You can't make me happy either."

"Really?" Han Younan touched his face and said, "Aren't you happy when you tortured me, bullied me and punished me? When you beat me, scolded me, robbed me and abused me, I think you had a good time, the whole person It's literally glowing. I know, Hanabi, you not only ran over my car tires, you also spread rumors behind my back that I'm bisexual, but it's okay, as long as you're happy, you can do whatever you want to me..."

Unexpectedly, he knew that this kid is really not a fuel-efficient lamp... Huahuo squinted at him: "Are you a pervert?"

Han Younan shook his head: "No, I'm your slave."

Huahuo scolded: "You really are a pervert."

Han Younan stared into her eyes solemnly, and said: "Huahuo, I know you don't need an ordinary man. Now you need an outstanding slave, a slave who can play with you, and I am that slave!"

Huahuo wanted to curse but couldn't come out, so he could only sulk: How can there be such a man in this world!
Han Younan put one hand on her shoulder and said, "Huahuo, I know you are born to be a king, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, so a person like me is willing to be your slave. Which man has my sincerity?"

Huahuo angrily took out a few pills from his pocket and threw them into his wine glass: "If you are sincere, drink this glass of wine. I can tell you clearly, even I don't know what's in it , I won’t pay for my life if I drink to death.”

Han Younan looked at the glass of wine and asked, "If I drink it, will you believe my sincerity?"

(End of this chapter)