CEO's Little Monster Babies

Wen Youshan finally raised his eyes. He first glanced at the cup of steaming pure milk in Wu Shuang's hands, then looked up, stared at Wu Shuang's eyes and said, "do you have anything you want to tell me, or what else is in this cup of milk, huh?"

He's not stupid. Wu Shuang played with him. He said impolitely that he was the only one left.

Wu Shuang bit his lower lip and frowned: "you Shan, what are you thinking? I'm just pure for you. Why does it seem that I have a bad intention here?"

Wen Youshan smiled and made no comment. He looked at Wu Shuang with his arms in his arms and said, "I'm not sleepy for the time being. I'm not going to sleep. Drink this glass of milk yourself."

Wu Shuang blinked, tooted his mouth and said coquettishly, "you Shan, these are all prepared for you. How can I drink by myself."

"But I'm like watching you drink, can't I?" Wen Youshan reached out and pinched Wu Shuang's chin. There was evil in every word.

Wu Shuang suddenly fell into a struggle. She can't drink, absolutely not... But she doesn't know how to refuse Wen Youshan!

Wu Shuang: "I..."

Wen Youshan: "hmm?"

Wu Shuang clenched his teeth and said with a smile, "well, I'll put the milk here first. Don't drink it until you're sleepy. Just don't put it too long. It's not good if it's cold."

Then she put the milk on the bedside table like a hot potato. She was about to get up and leave. As a result, Wen Youshan grabbed her wrist and she fell back to bed again.

Wen Youshan said with a smile, "Shuanger, don't go. Did I just make it clear or didn't you understand? I don't want to drink this glass of milk, but I want to see you drink it!"

With red eyes, Wu Shuanghong looked pitifully at Wen Youshan, touched his bare skin and gradually slid down: "well, people don't like drinking pure milk at all. They always feel a little fishy. Don't force people to go home when you visit the mountain, okay?"

Wen Youshan clasped her wrist and smiled a handsome lie, but coldly spit out two words: "not good."

In Wu's eyes, this contrast is as bad as playing people.

She also broke the jar and said, "I don't drink. I don't like drinking, but..." she implicitly looked at Wen Youshan, her eyes were very ambiguous, and then lay down on Wen Youshan and whispered: "... I'd be very willing to serve you."

Wen Youshan clasped her waist, reached for the quilt of milk and handed it to Wu's lips. The corners of his mouth smiled with unknown meaning and said, "really? If you drink, how about some stimulation?"

"Really?" Wu's eyes were full of spring, and he almost twisted up impatiently.

"Of course." Wen Youshan is like a devil, with a soft tone of temptation.

Wu Shuang was almost bewitched. Holding the hand of Wen Youshan, he drank all a glass of milk in such an ambiguous posture.

The white liquid that was not swallowed in time flowed down the delicate white and slender neck and penetrated into the thin nightdress. The thin skirt was tightly attached to him because it was wet, and the atmosphere was ambiguous to the extreme.

Almost the next second, Wu Shuang felt burning all over.

In order to invade at the weakest moment of wenyoushan's psychological defense tonight, she deliberately laid heavy material in this glass of milk.

But now, she seems to have suffered a little!

Her mind became more and more confused as she lingered around the mountain.

Her whole body was flushed abnormally, and her eyes were misty. She couldn't even see what the person in front of her was like.

Wen Youshan pinched her chin and crossed her eyes with disgust.

He knew there must be something wrong with her so gallantly persuading him to drink while it was hot.

"Oh, you Shan, give it to me!"

Wu Shuang pushed into Wen Youshan's arms completely by instinct, and his actions were filled with eagerness and thirst.

Wen Youshan lifted the man in disgust, got up, gathered his nightgown, frowned, looked at the woman twisting endlessly on the bed, thought for a moment, and raised a malicious smile at the corners of his mouth.

He picked up his cell phone and went to the window to make two calls. After a while, two bodyguards in black suits knocked on the door and came in. Like a bitch dragging hair spring, he dragged people out without waves,

Wen Youshan stood on the balcony and watched the car carrying Wu Shuang leave Wen's house.

"Assistant Li, I helped you fulfill such a great wish. How can you repay me? Oh, it's really an interesting play."

He played with his cell phone, his eyes shining with the cruelty and tyranny of the Wen family flowing in his bones and blood.

He has never been a good man, but he doesn't know when to start, and what caused misunderstanding to others. How does it seem that everyone thinks he is easy to handle and tries to step on his head?

He opened the door and went downstairs. He called a servant to tidy up the upstairs. All the sheets and quilt covers were thrown away.

He sat on the sofa downstairs smoking. His eyes gradually became complicated in the fog.

Why did Wu Shuang feel as refreshing as if he had a long backlog of evil Qi when he endured his irritability in his heart?

It seems that he really needs to find out what happened in the past!

Before, everything he wanted to check had been handled by Wu Shuang. Whether the information was true or false now seems to be open to discussion.

"Sir, it's ready!"

"OK, I see. Go and have a rest."

"Yes."

Wen Youshan leaned on the sofa and looked at the void through the vast smoke. What would Gan Lu be doing at this time? Who is the child in her belly, and who is the man close to Gan Lu in the picture?

Gan Lu... Why can't you keep yourself in line!

He smiled bitterly and pressed his temples with a headache.

The people he cares about have been taken to Wen Youheng's house again.

It's the mansion where she was kidnapped and imprisoned just after she came back from the United States!

The house was brightly lit as day.

Wen Youheng sat on the sofa downstairs, his expression showing anxiety and impatience.

"Is Miss Gan still unwilling to open the door?"

"Yes, sir, no matter how we coax, Miss Gan is unwilling to open the door, and there is no movement in it."

"Gee, ask someone to knock the door open for me. I want to see what the hell she's doing in there."

"Master, isn't that good? Miss Gan is in a very unstable mood now. Will she..."

"Will it be a fart? She still has a child in her stomach. She was tossed all night yesterday and didn't eat all day today. If she let it go, I'm afraid it'll kill one body and two lives. Don't care how she yelled and threatened in it. Immediately ask someone to knock them away and bring them to me."

"Yes."

After the housekeeper respectfully saluted Wen Youheng, he took a group of bodyguards upstairs.