Uncle, be gentle, it hurts

Cui Xiaoli stood still, biting her teeth and looking up at his tall back, she asked, "what do you want me to do?"

"I won't eat you."

Step did not stop, Huo dust flame cool thin, no temperature sound came.

It seems that Cui Xiaoli has got a guarantee before he can keep up.

As he walked to the bathroom, Huo Chenyan told Cui Xiaoli in a low voice, "help me get a clean suit."

"What are you going to wear?"

"What kind of clothes do you think you wear for work?"

"Oh." Cui Xiaoli looked at his clothes in the wardrobe and asked, "what color do you want for the shirt? White? Light blue... Or? And a tie? Striped... "

"Forget it, you come in." Huo Chenyan impatiently interrupts Cui Xiaoli's voice.

Cui Xiaoli's body was stiff, and he didn't mean to go to the bathroom, "I can wait for you to come out, and then help you pick out your clothes."

Huo Chenyan's tone was full of displeasure, "Cui Xiaoli, do you want me to personally 'invite' you in?"

Cui Xiaoli took a deep breath and walked in step by step. Looking at Huo Chenyan in good clothes, she said respectfully, but with a trace of vigilance in her eyes, and asked him, "what can I do for you?"

Originally nothing big, just want to let her come in to the bathtub to put water, but she now this pair of grass and trees all soldiers small appearance, Huo dust flame can't help but want to do something.

Thin two pieces of lip petals gently open and close, Huo dust flame face unchanged said, "help me take off my clothes."

Cui Xiaoli's face flushed, "you have hands, you can take them off by yourself."

Dark eyes with a trace of cold, Huo dust flame suddenly close to Cui Xiaoli, bone clear fingers gently pick up a lock of long hair on her cheek, slowly winding.

His warm breath was all blowing on her face, low and coquettish, "give you two choices, either you help me take off, or I help you take off."

The last word, the clear sound, has a kind of unexpected sentimental.

It seems that the temperature on her face is higher. Cui Xiaoli can't help but stretch out her hand to take off Huo Chenyan's clothes. Because he is wearing a T-shirt, and he is very tall. She is only 1.65 meters, so she takes off very hard and takes it off for a long time.

Embarrassed incomparably looking at his pants, Cui Xiaoli stood still, "you take it off yourself, I went out."

With that, he turned around to go, but it was not so easy. The man grabbed her arm, pressed her on the wall of the bathroom, and directly bent down to stick her white and tender skin to taste.

"Huo Chenyan... Hurry up and take a bath, or the breakfast outside will be cold." Cui Xiaoli trembled and nervously refused his hot head, trying to keep him away.

Just now, he was staring at by those charming eyes... It's easy for his blood to boil in the morning, so he naturally had a beautiful idea. How could Huo Chenyan let her go? "I think you need to wash it too. You're sweating when you buy breakfast, aren't you?"

"Huo Chenyan, it's too late..." Cui Xiaoli tried to resist his lips and teeth, and kept looking for reasons, "don't you have breakfast? You don't have to go to work, either? "

Huo Chenyan's action stopped. He slowly raised his head and glared at her. When Cui Xiaoli thought he was convinced by her, his dark eyes were tinged with a trace of evil spirit.

Her thin lips were close to her ears, and she breathed, "it's just a quick fight. Cui Xiaoli, do you think I want to fight you 300 rounds?"

Cui Xiaoli's face turned red like a little tomato. He couldn't resist any more, and Huo Chenyan got what he wanted

After satiation, the man sat at the dining table, eating breakfast elegantly to the extreme. Looking at Cui Xiaoli, who was standing in a difficult position, Huo Chenyan said with great compassion, "come and sit down."

As soon as Cui Xiaoli's body relaxed, he was about to sit on the chair, but Huo's voice rang out again, which was filled with a chill, "I'll let you sit here."

Cui Xiaoli looked at him. There was no chair at all. Did he... Want her to sit on the floor? Well, her legs are still weak. It's better to sit on the ground than to stand.

Cui Xiaoli brushed and sat on the ground, then looked at Huo Chenyan with his narrow eyes.

Huo Chenyan was seen to be angry. He meant to let her sit on his lap. Didn't she understand? Since she chose not to sit, then stand.

"Cui Xiaoli, you stand up for me."

One moment let her sit, one moment let her stand... Psycho

No matter how the heart of abdominal Fei, Cui Xiaoli on the surface or very clever to stand up.

"Beaten this morning?"

Huo dust flame suddenly asked a sentence, the tone is lukewarm.

"Well."

Cui Xiaoli subconsciously touched his face, but there was still some pain. It was estimated that there were traces on his face. He didn't know how Huo Chenyan could speak to this face just now.

"You are not to be beaten in the future." Huo Chenyan's delicate face had no expression. She glanced at her face with red finger mark and said coldly, "you only have me to fight, remember?"

"I see."

Cui Xiaoli subconsciously returned to him, and then came back to him. He suddenly raised his eyes to see him. A pair of long and narrow foxes opened their eyes

There are seven words in it: you beat women?

Immediately, Huo's dark eyes were stained with a touch of cold, and his voice said coldly, "you are my Huo's lover. Of course, only I can insult you. No one else can touch you."

There was a trace of embarrassment in the pupil, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palm. Cui Xiaoli felt a sharp pain, but he didn't let it out.

Huo Chenyan has gone to work, Cui Xiaoli is still standing there, she suddenly does not know what to do.

"Miss Cui, take this medicine and wipe it. Your face looks swollen." Zhang Ma came over and said without expression.

"Thank you, Ma Zhang." Cui Xiaoli took the medicine gratefully.

"Don't thank me. Mr. said, I need you to accompany him to a dinner party in the evening. I can't leave traces on my face. "

I see. She thought someone would care about her. How can I forget? This is Huo Chenyan's territory. Even if she was concerned, she had a purpose... Cui Xiaoli laughed at herself.

It's cool to put it on. It doesn't hurt, and it works quickly. Cui Xiaoli looks in the mirror. The mark on his face is swollen, only a little red. If he doesn't look carefully, he can't see it.

At five o'clock in the evening, Arnold came to the villa to pick her up. By the way, he took a document and handed over a black signature pen, "Miss Cui, sign."

Cui Xiaoli's heart sank, opened the document, shook hands, and signed his name in the column of Party B.

She knew that she sold herself to Huo Chenyan.

At this moment, heart death, nothing more than this.