He chuckled, "I torture you? Don't forget, I can single-handedly save you from a few ruffians. If you are not grateful, you shouldn't say this about your benefactor, right?"
His hot hands gently touched her delicate face, and he still said in a slightly threatening tone: "Huh? Go to sleep obediently. You can go back by yourself tomorrow, but now, if you want to sleep with me, I will repay you."
I, otherwise, I will ask for it myself."
She asked with hatred and fear: "You really won't touch me?"
He couldn't help but laugh lowly and asked dangerously: "If you want me to touch you, I can consider it."
Mo Xier's face suddenly became hot. She wanted to call him a bastard, but she didn't dare to offend him. She wanted to get away from him, but his feet pressed her hard.[
She lay awkwardly for a while, thinking about what countermeasures she should have if he dared to be presumptuous. As she thought about it, fatigue came over her. She had experienced too much tonight, and her whole body was tired, tired and painful, so she fell into a deep sleep.
past.
Looking at her sweet sleeping face, Nangongze's eyes became darker.
Maybe the temperature of the air was a little low, so the little wild hunter got into his arms, absorbed his warmth, and then found a comfortable position to sleep sweeter and more soundly.
But this was a great torture to him.
He is not a saint, nor is he Liu Xiahui. Now, a beautiful little girl is in his arms. He can feel the beautiful and attractive curves of her body, and his lower abdomen has tightened and burned uncontrollably. He can't help but tighten.
He hugged the soft body tightly and pressed the hard parts tightly.
A low sigh escaped from his throat.
This little guy loves to cause trouble for him. If she hadn't been scarred, he wouldn't have cared about anything before eating.
That night, Nangong Ze suffered a lot of torture. Of course Mo Xier didn't know how many times he took cold showers. She only knew that she was in a gentle corner, safe and sleeping sweetly.
When she woke up in the morning, she was startled, and then she breathed a sigh of relief when she found that she was alone on the bed.
At this time, someone pushed the door open and came in, wearing black and white clothes. Xi'er guessed that she should be the servant of the villa. She smiled kindly at Xi'er and said: "Miss Mo, I guess you will wake up, so
Bring in the clothes. These are the clothes the master ordered to prepare. Your own clothes are torn, so the master ordered them to be thrown away."
Why does this Nangong Ze throw away her clothes? Can she still wear them after patching them up?
She frowned: "Where is he?"
The servant smiled: "There is something going on in the company, the young master will hurry back to deal with it."
After hearing this, Mo Xier became a little worried. How could she go back to work when the guy was not there?
I had to ask: "What time is it now? Is there a bus stop outside?"
"It's almost eight o'clock. There aren't any buses nearby. Where's the bus stop?" The maid laughed again. She thought Mo Xier's question was strange. She also felt that the young master's new girlfriend was so special. Among so many girls
I am the most special among my friends. Why would I ask about the bus? Who doesn't know that this is a villa area and the cars coming in and out are all luxury cars. Even servants like them have to have a driver take them out when they want to go out.
Mo Xi'er felt embarrassed. Although the maid's smile was very kind, her eyes clearly meant that she felt that she was one of Nangongze's many girlfriends, so she spoke to her in such an ambiguous manner.