Suddenly, something soft seemed to take over his face. He frowned, and the feeling became stronger and stronger. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the woman magnified in front of him.
, Shui Mu'er, she lay naked on his body, posing in various poses very provocatively. If it were before, he might play with her because his body needed it. But now, he
He just felt sick. The woman's white and tender body dangled in front of him from time to time, and the softness of her chest rubbed against his chest from time to time, but he didn't feel anything at all. If he really felt it, then it was nausea.
He looked at this woman coldly, with a sarcastic distance between his pursed lips.
"If you continue, get out of here," his voice burst out like ice beads, causing Mu Shui'er's hand on his chest to stop.
She opened her eyes wide and stared into the man's cold green eyes. Not to mention impulsive, the man at this time was like a piece of ice, looking at her as if she had seen something disgusting.
"Go away," the man's thin lips opened slightly, and the words he spat out made Mu Shui'er's tears fall.
"Arthur, don't drive me away. Aren't we very good before? Have you forgotten how well-matched we are in bed? Don't you like my waist the most?" She deliberately twisted her waist, and Oriental women were all attracted to it.
Too slender, and Mushui'er Sisi is such a slender woman, and Arthur does like women with thin waists, but now he has no interest at all.
"If I come out and you are still here, then you can leave tomorrow." He leaned on the bed and pushed Mu Shui'er away with one hand. His cold warning was always serious. He did what he said.
I have no interest in her now, not at all.
He is not an indulgent man. He was nice to her before just because she didn't hate her. However, she has exceeded his limit, so she can leave. He sat up from the bed and walked in without looking back.
When he got into the bathroom, the body she touched really made him feel sick. When did his police mentality become so bad that he didn't even notice when someone entered his room.
The hot water rushed down his head. When he lowered his head, he saw that his chest was empty. The necklace that represented the supreme power of the Huairui family was gone. He didn't know when he lost it. Maybe, too.
It has a lot to do with that three months.
He desperately wanted to find the memories of those three months. In addition to his reluctance to let go, what was more important was the necklace.
Wearing a bath towel and walking out, Mu Shui'er had indeed left. She was not a stupid woman. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind using violence against him. Although he would not hit women, there was an exception for women who disturbed his life.
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Walking to the bedside, he looked at his bed, the bed that Mu Shui'er had touched. His green eyes darkened, and there was some darkness in the green.
He rang the bell next to him and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. After a while, someone came to help clean up. This was his place, his territory. He didn't like his place to be polluted by others. He quickly knocked on the door.
There was a sound, and a tall woman walked in from outside. Her face was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly. However, she could still see that she glanced at the man secretly, and then seemed to be hiding.
Nothing, he quickly lowered his head, picked up the new sheets and walked to the big bed over there.
She is a maid here. No matter how good she looks or what her status is, her status here is just that of a lowly servant.
She quickly changed the sheets. Although she didn't know why the owner changed the sheets in the middle of the night, she could guess something. She secretly paid attention to everything here. Miss Mu had just entered this room.
, As for what they did here, there is no need to guess, she also knows that Miss Mu used to be the master's bed partner, also known as his mistress, but the master seemed to be particularly indulgent. In the past, she could stay here all the time.
I won't leave here, but it has never been like today. The two of them had to change the sheets as soon as something happened, as if she had some kind of virus on her body.
After he came back from the outside, he seemed to have changed a lot, and he was a bit more indifferent than before.
How long do you want to stand here? The man did not turn around, but the breathing in the room was still there. The woman had been staring at him for nearly ten minutes. When did the servants here start to be so bold?
"I'm sorry, Master, Xiaolan is leaving immediately." She bent down humbly and was about to leave. However, there was someone who moved faster than him. She suddenly felt her shoulders being pressed by someone, and then a pair of green hands
Eyes as deep as a stone stared straight at her, but the hand placed on her shoulder was so hard that she almost felt pain.
"Master," her lips trembled slightly as she looked at the man's handsome features and his black hole-like eyes, which seemed to be able to suck in all her soul, and she was unwilling to let go.
This was the first time she was that close to him.
"What's your name?" Arthur asked, but the hand on her shoulder tightened and tightened, and there was a feeling of swollen tension in his heart.
"Xiaolan," the servant blinked, and the beautiful facial features fell completely into the man's eyes.
"Lan..." Arthur said this name, and his eyes seemed to penetrate everything, becoming a little confused, and he seemed to be trying hard to remember something.
He slowly put down his hand, put it in his pocket, and stared at the pretty woman in front of him, his eyes so complex that it was hard to figure out, what on earth did he want to do?
"Do you want to stay?" His lips curled up slightly, not missing the fascination in her eyes. This woman had been peeking at him from the beginning. Don't think that he didn't know.
And her thoughts were clearly written on her face.
Xiaolan was stunned for a moment and held the hand on her side. She wondered if this was an opportunity for her, an opportunity to not have to be a maid.
"Yes," she suddenly straightened up and put down the sheets in her hands. This was her opportunity, a very difficult opportunity, and she didn't want to miss it. No matter why the man asked this now, she just wanted to tell him