Sang Yuxuan was about to cry. She covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look anymore. Yi Tianhao seemed to be taking off his pants! Then he would be wearing clothes, underwear, and then naked. It was over. She would be trapped by this old man for the rest of her life.
The man was ruined.
"What are you hoping for?"
Yi Tianhao suddenly said teasingly, "I said, you are just a decoration, you want to do it with me... you are not qualified!"
Sang Yuxuan panicked. If she wasn't interested in her, why did she take off her pants? He was a duplicitous guy. Did he treat other women by surprise like this? Then...
When Sang Yuxuan was doubtful, she felt something being thrown on her head. A hard object hit her face, which hurt like hell. What, what the hell, Yi Tianhao.
Sang Yuxuan boldly opened her eyes, pulled the thing off her head, and found that it was Yi Tianhao's pants, and it was the belt head of those pants that hit her in the face. Bad guy, why did you throw the pants on your head?
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"Wash it, wash it right away, it will be as clean as before!" Yi Tianhao has changed into white clothes. Why does this guy like white so much? Is he afraid that people will think he looks older? But he is indeed very handsome and very handsome.
Strong...
"What are you looking at? You haven't washed it yet!" Yi Tianhao grabbed Sang Yuxuan's hair and pulled it. Sang Yuxuan immediately stood up in pain and opened his hand angrily, still holding the
His dirty pants.
"Just wash it, why are you pulling people's hair!"
"Hair! It's probably tangled, why not shave it off!" Yi Tianhao flicked Sang Yuxuan's head and laughed mischievously.
Sang Yuxuan frowned in disgust, glanced at Yi Tianhao, picked up her pants and walked out without looking back. Wasn't it just to wash them off? As long as she didn't molest herself, she was frightened by this guy just now.
My heart is still nervous right now.
Sang Yuxuan took a basin and laundry soap, sat boredly in the small courtyard of the villa, and started washing, but no matter how she washed, the oil paint could not be washed away, and the mark seemed to have grown on it. God
Ah, what should I do if it can't be washed off? It's still a pair of white pants. That guy won't make a fuss about this for a while, right?
No, it must be washed off. She found a washboard and rubbed it hard. Then she looked at it and saw that there were still marks. Damn it, keep going. She didn’t know how long she had been washing. She was so tired that she felt sore all over.
, it must be okay this time, she looked at it hopefully.
"Oops!" Sang Yuxuan immediately stuffed her pants back into the water, and they actually tore them after washing them. It was over, she grabbed her hair in worry, she didn't need to wash them now, what should she do?
While she was worried, the big black wolf dog came over, still wearing oil paint on its body, and slowly swayed beside her.
"Go away, it's all your fault, okay, I have to rub that unlucky guy, the mangy dog!" Sang Yuxuan picked up the white foam and put it on the dog's body. "Hey, black with clouds! Make you pretty too!"
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"Have you finished washing? Why are you still thinking about playing!" Yi Tianhao's voice sounded from behind.