"I really love you and care for you with all my heart... I, Bing Shixie, don't pay attention to other women at all, but you are my most precious treasure..." Bing Shixie grabbed her hand and moved towards her.
He stretched out his chest and let her feel her heartbeat...
"..."
"Being with that woman is really just a physical need. You know... men need to vent! You make me feel so uncomfortable every day. I can't fly on the plane every day, right? I swear, I won't do it unless I have to.
I won't find that woman..." Bing Shixie raised two fingers and swore.
"Okay, I will believe you this time..."
"Well, baby is so good! Thank you for your understanding, baby, okay..." Bing Shixie happily picked up Han Xiaose and spun her around several times, then kissed her several times on the cheek.
"Don't turn around, I'm feeling dizzy..."
"Baby, wait for me at home obediently. If you want anything, just ask the servants to do it. I have already told you that. You are the master when I am not at home. I will go to work first and come back in the evening to bring you a gift..." Bing Shixie
She said to Han Xiaose with a smile, and then went to brush her teeth, wash her face, and change into a clean suit. Before leaving, she gave Han Xiaose a farewell kiss. Mo Xiaoyue watched their sweet moment of separation from behind, and her fists couldn't help but
The grip is tight...
Bing Shixie is very partial. He was happy in her bed last night, but he was so cold to her this morning...
After Bing Shixie went to work, Han Xiaose and Mo Xiaoyue were the only ones left at home.
Mo Xiaoyue took advantage of the fact that she had become Bing Shixie's new love last night and acted recklessly at home, acting as if she was the hostess.
In the living room, Han Xiaose and Mo Xiaoyue were having breakfast together. As the saying goes, there is no room for two tigers in a mountain, let alone two females!
The rhythm of the world war is about to unfold...
"Why do you cook this for me for breakfast?" Mo Xiaoyue looked at her own breakfast and then at Han Xiaose's breakfast, frowning and yelling at the maid.
"this……"
"I want her share, go and get it!" Mo Xiaoyue pointed at Han Xiaose's share of breakfast and said domineeringly.
"The young master said that if he is not at home, Miss Xiaose is the mistress. We cannot be rude to her..." The little maid took a few steps back in fear...
"I slept with your young master last night. It's not certain who will be the future mistress of this villa!"