319. He peeks at her changing clothes from the mirror! 4
He peeked in the mirror to watch her change clothes! 4
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"Did you ask?" Yan Yu said with an innocent shrug.
"I didn't ask, so you wouldn't say anything?" Hou, she didn't ask him to eat either. He still had three meals and a late night snack, just to show her contempt for him.[
"It's my fault, little girl, can I take off your coat now?" Yan Yu said to her with a helpless look.
"Seeing that you are so brave to admit your mistakes, I will let you take it off." Bei Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and removed the hand that was pressing on the back of his hand.
"I really can't do anything with you." Yan Yu took off her top in a few moments, then reached out to touch and press her body.
"Haha... don't touch her there, it will be very itchy." When his hand touched her waist, an itching feeling hit her heart, making her laugh uncontrollably.
"Xiaoxiao, be serious. Did you feel any discomfort or pain where I pressed it?" Yan Yu pressed his hand from her waist to my back and asked solemnly.
In order to facilitate his inspection, she had already laid down on the bed. Since she could no longer stop him from doing such a thing, let him go. Bei Xiaoxiao had given up the useless struggle.
"No, everyone said it's okay...ah...don't press there, it hurts..." Bei Xiaoxiao wanted to say it was okay, but when Yan Yu's hand pressed on her back, she suddenly felt
She felt a stinging pain that made her burst into tears and quickly asked him to stop.
"Is it painful here?" Yan Yu asked, gently pressing his hand on the place where he had just pressed.
"Well, it hurts there." Bei Xiaoxiao nodded pitifully.
Yan Yu's hand paused for a moment, and just when she thought he wanted to do something, a tearing sound suddenly came from behind her, followed by a chill behind her. It was obvious that he had started to tear the clothes off her back.
"Ah... why did you tear this person's clothes?" Oh, I just wore this clothes for the first time today. It was so much money. He actually tore it open like this, even though it wasn't made by her.
Money, but she still feels heartache.
"Stop moving, you've got a big bruise here, don't you feel it?" Yan Yu stretched out his hand to press down on her twisting body, his cold voice filled with deep displeasure.
