"Yes." Shen Tie responded calmly. After learning that Ao Bing was still alive, he was originally very happy, but at this moment, his mood was very heavy. He knew Ao Po's character, and in order to maintain the reputation of the Ao family and the imperial capital, He will really kill Ao Bing.
"Back off, you're a useless thing." Ao Po's voice was full of anger, with a hint of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.
Shen Tie quietly exited.
Poor man.
Xiahou Huan'er squatted under the table, her legs already weak and numb.
When did he leave the study? He felt so tired just squatting like this and said, "What a miserable life. If I had known she would not hide here."
There were footsteps in her ears, but instead of walking towards the door, she walked towards the window. Then she heard the sound of a lighter. She looked secretly and saw Aopo standing in front of the window, lighting a cigarette, and the lingering smoke surrounded him. His side face revealed a fatal mystery in his indifference, and his handsome military uniform made his figure even more slender and taller.
However, his back showed a touch of vicissitudes of life and loneliness.
The silent air was filled with impatience. In fact, he didn't want to kill his only relative, but this was his responsibility and mission.
There can be no mistakes in his every move, because he is synonymous with perfection.
Isn't it tiring for him to behave like this?
Xiahou Huan'er thought of Dongfang Xing, who was also a dominant overlord, but Dongfang Xing was obviously much more chic than him.
At least, he won't be tied up by mundane things when doing things, just do whatever he wants.
He can afford to be arrogant and proud.
Seeing that he had finished smoking a cigarette but still had no intention of leaving, Xiahou Huan'er became anxious.
Damn, when is he going to go out? Her calves are so sore. He is here, but she doesn't dare to move or breathe louder.
If he didn't go out, she would cry.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Aopo put out his cigarette and said in a deep voice: "Come in."
The door was pushed open, and a light fragrance wafted in. It was a woman.
Xiahou Huan'er looked over with a grimace, and sure enough she saw a beautiful woman with light makeup and a sleeveless and exquisite vest and short skirt coming in holding a tray.
The aroma of food wafted up, and Xiahou Huan'er's mouth almost watered.
After struggling all day, she still couldn't eat much, and now she was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back.
"Wang, you haven't eaten for a day. I've cooked some snacks that you like." The woman put the food on the coffee table.
Ao Po hummed lightly.
The woman came behind him, looked at the cigarette that he had extinguished, and frowned: "Wang, are you worried?"
Damn, they shouldn't be chatting here, Xiahou Huan'er wants to die, she's so tired and hungry.
I really want to crawl out and eat that snack, I'm so greedy for her.
The woman suddenly hugged him from behind, groped his chest with her hands, and said softly and emotionally: "Let Yin'er relieve you."
Ao Po didn't say anything and was silent about her actions.
When Yin'er saw that he didn't refuse, her movements became bolder and more provocative, and her soft palms groped from his body to his body.
Damn, Xia Hou Huan'er's eyes almost popped out. If they were going to do that, they wouldn't go back to the room. At least they could take care of the audience's mood.
Ao Po's body still stood upright, Yin'er walked around to him, squatted in front of him, and pulled his belt...
Xiahou Huan'er clenched his fist and put it in his mouth to bite. Damn, they really just...